My lord, spare his life!

How many people?

Several attacks threatened the Imperial Throne City, but intelligence gathered by the star beasts indicated that there were no signs of chaos within the city, and the patrols, guards, and even the city's defenses remained well-organized. Even the heavy casualties suffered by the thirty or so well-drilling soldiers hadn't completely enraged Chao Tan…

It's practically a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise.

Today, he plans to add some more tricks this evening.

Who would have thought that an unsuspecting sneak attack would injure the unsuspecting star beast? Were all the scouts just incompetent? At least a hundred archers failed to spot it? In the end, there were only three.

The arrows possessed a pure aura, belonging to the three of them.

"How much did you say?"

"Three people!"

What's even more baffling is that a messenger arrived the next second.

"Report! Three enemy soldiers are charging towards us!"

"There are three of them, not thirty, three hundred, or three thousand. Even if each of them could take on a hundred men, the men we sent out to intercept them should have subdued them by now!" Upon receiving the message, the enemy general hurriedly pushed the man aside and leaped up to the tallest arrow tower nearby. He should have looked away, but once he did, he was stunned. He leaned forward and muttered, "My God."

There are three places at the end of the line of sight that stand out particularly.

Two of these locations also featured the figures of Kui Mulang and Ji Shuibao, both massive and solidly built, standing firm in a standard guarding stance against the attacks from all directions. Only the constantly erupting sparks from their bodies indicated the intensity of the attacks. The last location appeared unremarkable, with no visible beasts, but the vague outline of a young armored general could be seen.

However, this young player charged in the most fiercely.

For every one step forward in the other two places, the young player needs to take two steps forward.

Before long, he was covered in blood, his golden spear stained crimson. The enemy general shifted his position on the arrow tower, his brow furrowed so deeply it could trap a fly, filled with confusion, bewilderment, bewilderment, and fear. This young general's figure was like a god of war descending to earth; it was as if, in his eyes, the enemy blocking his path was not an enemy, but a patch of weeds, the kind that could be cut down in one swift stroke with a sickle.

"Whose subordinate is this?"

The enemy general couldn't help but ask a question.

The answer is, of course, no.

No one in the entire mountain region had ever been this insane. Even Lu Yuan paled in comparison, and Zhe Meng, known as the Mad Dog, wasn't this mad. Compared to this man, even Zhe Meng's eyes seemed clear and friendly. The enemy general grew increasingly perplexed: "Nobody knows?"

"Never heard of it."

"Who among you can stop them?"

The crowd fell silent.

Normally, they only volunteer for battle when they are confident and certain. If they were asked to stop Kui Mulang or Ji Shuibao, they would still have some confidence. Even if they couldn't win, they could wear them down with a series of attacks. Their current strength is entirely due to the support of star power.

Once the star power is exhausted, won't we be at the mercy of others?

But that young player couldn't do it.

How confident are they in their own military strength?

The fact that he hadn't even unleashed his Star Phantom technique meant that he completely disregarded the enemy. Even with just a spear, a horse, and a man, he was confident he could break through the enemy lines. In their understanding, the only person who could possibly stop him had suffered some internal injuries the day before.

"If the old general hadn't been there... perhaps we could have defeated the enemy."

The old general they spoke of was a peerless figure in his youth, possessing talent and opportunities that were unmatched by anyone, like a protagonist in a novel. He excelled in every way except for having few children. He devoted countless efforts to protecting his offspring, but when one finally grew up, he was killed by Chao Tan, his head was removed and hung on the city wall, and his body was thrown into the lake to feed the fish.

The old general's strength has declined rather than improved; he has aged considerably.

He suffered internal injuries from a fierce fight with Chao Tan the day before yesterday.

Nevertheless, holding off the young player shouldn't be a problem.

"Go and invite the old general here."

We must not allow this unknown nobody to continue to be arrogant.

When the old general arrived, he saw the commander and his colleagues hiding behind heavy shields, peeking out from time to time to look at the front and rear of the battle lines, looking as weak as a few limp shrimp.

The old general's contempt deepened upon seeing this.

When it comes to scheming and tactics, these people can come up with all sorts of horrifying and despicable methods. But when it comes to facing an enemy head-on, they all cower like turtles, their courage smaller than birds. I only entered a meditative state for a moment, and these fools lost two crucial star beasts. They are utterly useless.

"The old general has finally arrived!"

"Old General!"

They swarmed around him, clinging to him as if he were their only hope. The old general was inwardly scornful and speechless. This place was heavily guarded and deep inland; how could the enemy possibly break through? Cowards as big as mice!

Then--

His expression gradually turned serious.

Their gazes were immediately fixed on the most unassuming and unpretentious Zhang Yang.

He gripped the reins tightly, and his warhorse, which had been with him for many years, snorted uneasily, a faint cloud settling over him.

This thief is very strong.

However, the thought that the other party had come to relieve the crisis of the Imperial Throne City made his anger outweigh his fear: "Only these three?"

"There are only these three people."

"No other ambushes were detected?"

"The scouts have not found anything."

At least so far, no suspicious traces have been reported.

The old general, enraged, laughed coldly: "Very well, very well! Three greenhorn brats, not even knowing their own worth!"

A strange, wicked child took advantage of his old age and weakness.

"Let's see if my blade is sharp!"

His jet-black warhorse shot out like an arrow, leaping over the thick shield wall and landing more than ten feet away. A dark light flashed in his hand, and countless dense black orbs flashed wherever the horse's hooves trod.

squeak--

squeak-

squeak-

One sound, ten sounds, countless sounds!

Countless dense squeaking sounds rose from underground.

In an instant, it coalesced into a black tide that rapidly spread in all directions. Chao Tan clenched her fists; even from her vantage point, the black tide was astonishingly large. In contrast, the three people appeared as tiny as a drop of water. She closed her eyes, her vision rapidly expanding, clearly seeing that the black tide on the ground was actually a swarm of black mice frantically multiplying and reproducing!

These mice feed on starlight.

Anything containing abundant star energy is an enticing prey in their eyes; they may not be strong, but their sheer numbers are overwhelming. After absorbing enough star energy, they cultivate "miasma" within their bodies and rapidly spread it across the battlefield through their devouring.

Before Guan Si could see any of this, he had already noticed something amiss through his telepathic connection with Kui Mulang: "...The Void Sun Rat?"

No, there's also the descent of stars.

Simple star illusions don't have such heavy yin energy.

He suddenly looked up, and a dark light crashed down.

A wave, several feet high, crashed down on him from behind, instantly covering Kui Mulang's limbs. Although it couldn't penetrate Kui Mulang's thick defenses, the points of contact between them were constantly sizzling and smoking. Kui Mulang let out an extremely uncomfortable howl.

Guan Si leaped onto the wolf's back.

These swarms of black rats, some no bigger than a palm and others no bigger than a thumb, relentlessly pursued him, while Kui Mulang's legs were covered in dense, yin-energy-devouring spots. He had barely regained his footing when he was met with a powerful slap.

"Young man, why lose your life here?"

Guan Si said calmly, "The Void Sun Rat belongs to the fire element in the Five Elements theory, and in your hands—it has become such a wretched thing. But in this way, it can be said that the rat lives up to its name, a stinking rat from the sewer!"

"presumptuous!"

"If you're so capable, go and kill Zhang Boyuan. Are you afraid?"

Guan Si openly provoked the other party.

"Yes, are you afraid?" A strange female voice rang out behind the old general, followed by a surge of intense yang energy that made his back burn. The next second, his body was forced into the air, and a young face covered in blood appeared in his field of vision.

Old General: "You—"

The immense force slammed him into the ground.

Before their bodies could even collide, they were caught firmly by the surging black tide.

Zhang Yangrui commented: "How disgusting."

The number of red-named individuals filled the entire field of vision!

Even the PVP wars of yesteryear never saw such a density of impact.

The intense red light stung her eyes.

"Don't leave yet, borrow some star power."

"What?"

"Too late—"

Before Zhang Yang could even ask what was going on, his footing suddenly gave way, and he plummeted vertically towards the ground. The thought of all those red-named creatures made even Zhang Yang curse at the heavens. Guan Si, who was prepared, wasn't in such a sorry state. He threw a spear into the ground with one hand, using the momentum of his fall to propel himself into the air, dodging the swarm of black rats that had swarmed him, leaving behind only a single sentence.

"You deal with this person yourself."

Zhang Yang: "..."

Wang Qi, on the other side, was also in a terrible mood.

He cursed and muttered, "What a piece of trash!"

How could there be such disgusting sun rats on earth!

The Star Phantoms were too large; even though they could easily kill a group of them with a single swipe of their claws, their sheer number meant that releasing them would only provide them with more food. Guan Si and Wang Qi chose to recall them and then gather their inner energy to prevent them from getting close.

"Mountain Spirit, you deal with this old bastard."

At this moment, Zhang Yang lost interest in having a red name.

She only wanted to kill the two green-named individuals.

Zhang Yang felt his blood pressure soaring: "If men are reliable, pigs will fly. Observational data is definitely true!"

Next time, she'll use the guise of a reward to beat them both to death!

Zhang Yang quickly noticed something amiss—it seemed that wherever she went, the rats in the swarm ran in the opposite direction as if they had seen a ghost, and some of the slower ones even let out extremely shrill screams.

What the hell?

The old general reacted even faster than Zhang Yang.

Even from this distance, the vengeful spirit within him vaguely feared Zhang Yang. After careful consideration, he decided to eliminate Guan Si and Wang Qi first. Kui Mulang belonged to the wood element, and Ji Shuibao belonged to the water element, giving him an advantage in terms of elemental resistance. Furthermore, given their arrogant and unrestrained behavior, the maximized size of the Star Phantom would not only fail to pose a threat to him but would also be a convenient meal for his men in battle.

First, let the rat swarm feast, and then kill Zhang Yang after the yin energy surges.

However, after getting close, I realized that I had misjudged the situation.

What horrified him even more was that Zhang Yang revealed his true identity.

"The stars descend in fury... eleventh level?"

Realizing that the rat swarm couldn't get close to her, Zhang Yang felt slightly relieved—these things might not kill her, but they were certainly annoying! She also glanced at the old general's data panel; the "Stars Descend in Wrath" section was a striking crimson red, which hadn't been there before.

Zhang Yang thought he had misread it.

The old general chuckled coldly.

"My lads, fight alongside me!"

The black rat swarm surged up the old general's legs, and as the yin energy entered his body, the heads under his helmet revealed grotesque and twisted curves, until their faces gradually elongated and finally settled into two rat heads. The hands holding weapons also transformed into strange rat claws. His originally robust body began to lengthen, becoming increasingly lean and terrifying, with gray-black rat fur gushing out wildly from under his bare skin.

Zhang Yang's eyelids twitched repeatedly as he watched.

The golden spear only emitted a hissing black smoke when it struck the armor plate.

"What is that?!"

Turning a living person into a rat is bad enough, but having two rat heads is even worse?

Chao Tan pounded the wall, her voice sharp and shrill, the echo carrying so far that even Zhang Yang could hear the despair and rage in her words: "You damned old bastard! You bastard ate your own son!"

Behind the thick shield wall.

"What was that crazy woman yelling about just now?"

"It seems so..." The military officer's hearing was clearly much better than the others, and there was no other noise in the area, so he could hear it more clearly. But now he wished he were deaf and hadn't heard it. "Chao Tan cursed the old general for eating his own son?"

Everyone: "..."

A chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head.

Someone asked hesitantly, "The old general's 'descending stars'..."

Zhang Yang understood everything because of Chao Tan's words: "The Mother Rat has a head and feet like a rat, a gray tail and a sharp mouth, and is as big as an otter. Wherever she goes, she causes a plague of tens of thousands of rats. She likes to eat infants and children, and is the worst of the rat plagues. However, on the day of the void, the rat is an auspicious creature and does not eat people."

The other party's body contained several kinds of Yin energy.

One of the yin energies emerged from under the skin and flesh, vaguely transforming into the head of a young mouse with scarlet eyes.

"Hungry……"

"I'm so hungry..."

"I'm so hungry, so hungry..."

Several faint, indistinct voices of young children, their genders indistinguishable, were complaining.

"Kill her!"

"Kill her now!"

"Father, kill her quickly!"

A series of transparent rat heads stared at Zhang Yang, their fur blackish-gray and their eyes cloudy and reddish. Before Zhang Yang could recover from his nausea, the old general had already charged forward with his sword. Two rat heads uttered voices that were completely different between a young man and a middle-aged man: "Die!"

"Should we... send reinforcements to the general?"

Behind the layers of people, someone made a suggestion in a low voice.

"Who will go to their aid? It's fine if his 'Star-Descending Fierce Rat Mother' doesn't eat people, but once it does... running over now would be like a lamb entering a tiger's den!" After fighting three hundred rounds with a stranger, he could randomly grab a comrade with plenty of energy and chew on him a couple of times to replenish his own energy.

They didn't want to go up there and die.

The actions of the group were also reflected in the continuous thickening and lengthening of the shield wall.

It seems that hiding here can provide a little bit of a sense of security.

This is the heart of the military base!

"No matter how powerful the enemy is, even if they're all incarnations of the legendary Lu Bu, how could they possibly reach us by now?"

"Report—"

This word is the last thing people on edge can bear to hear.

"What information? Speak quickly!"

"The scouts have spotted enemy troops; they are less than five li (approximately 2.5 kilometers) from our position!"

"Five li?"

Are the scouts blind?

The news only came after they had run within five miles?

"Form ranks to meet the enemy."

It is speculated that these were reinforcements for the three men at the front.

However, the thunderous sound of rolling hooves approached rapidly from the rear of the formation: "Stop them!"

His response was a loud cry.

The bird's call was short, powerful, and rhythmic, conveying the current number, location, and weaknesses of the enemy below.

Ever since receiving the gift from "Qiang", it has become so confident that it has become arrogant!

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Local groups are now showing videos of the public square; it's terrifying.