The tyrannical father was so intimidated when his own daughter was found during the raid.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

A deafening crash echoed from the plaza in front of the Taiji Hall.

The sound was muffled and terrifying.

The sturdy palace gates groaned in pain as they were bombarded by hundreds of strong men and massive battering rams.

The Imperial Guard's defenses are in grave danger.

With three thousand men facing one hundred thousand, it was a massacre with no suspense whatsoever.

The atmosphere in front of the Taiji Hall was solemn.

The smell of gunpowder had not yet dissipated in the air when the shadow of death loomed once again.

Su Zhen stood on the high white jade steps, his face ashen.

He turned and glanced at the Gatling gun on the table.

The gun barrel was scorching hot, and the golden ammunition belt was completely emptied.

"Out of bullets..."

A hint of resentment flashed in the eyes of the tyrant of the Great Abyss Kingdom.

No matter how powerful firearms are, they will eventually run out of power.

That old dog Lin Zhenxiong was right.

An army of 100,000 men, even if they stand still and let others cut them, can still dull the blades of a person's sword.

Su Zhen took a deep breath and suddenly drew the Longquan sword from his waist.

"Zheng".

The crisp sound of a sword echoed through the night sky, and the cold light illuminated his resolute face.

"In the Great Abyss, there are only emperors who die in battle, not cowards who surrender!"

Su Zhen gripped the sword hilt tightly, and his powerful true energy erupted.

He turned to look at Su Jin beside him, his tone filled with a tragic sense of entrusting his orphan to someone.

"Jin'er, take your sister and find a way to escape through the secret passage!"

"Father, go and meet that old dog Lin Zhenxiong. Even if I die, I'll drag him down with me!"

Faced with the crumbling palace gates and the roar of 100,000 troops, Su Zhen finally couldn't help but draw his Longquan sword, ready to fight to the death.

Upon hearing this, Su Jin's eyes reddened.

He ripped off his tattered black robe, drew a sharp dagger coated with deadly poison, and gripped the poisoned blade tightly.

"Father, I won't leave! I am the Crown Prince of Dayuan!"

"If these 100,000 people want to raze the palace, they'll have to step over my dead body first!"

The father and son exchanged a glance, their eyes burning with a fierce determination to die for each other.

A somber atmosphere permeated the area in front of the Taiji Hall.

At this heart-wrenching moment of life and death.

"Click."

An untimely sound of someone cracking sunflower seeds suddenly rang out.

Su Zhen and Su Jin turned their heads at the same time.

Su Yaoyao had somehow returned to her little golden throne.

She was holding a handful of pumpkin seeds that she had somehow gotten her hands on, and she was cracking them open with great relish.

Su Yaoyao calmly waved her hand: "Dad, why risk your life? Even if you kill 100,000 people, your hands will be broken by tomorrow morning."

Su Yaoyao rolled her eyes, looking speechless.

"With an army of 100,000 besieging the city, you two are going to charge out and fight to the death with just two broken swords?"

"Even if you two are the best in the world, this human wave tactic will wear you down to death."

Su Zhen was stunned, his hand holding the Longquan sword frozen in mid-air.

"Daughter, what do we do now? We're out of bullets, and the door's about to break down!"

"Who says war has to involve swords, guns, and bullets?"

Su Yaoyao clapped the sunflower seed shells off her hands and slowly stood up.

"The kill efficiency is too low against such a dense formation."

After saying that, she rummaged around in her wide sleeves for a while, as if performing magic.

In reality, she took out three strangely shaped items from her personal space as a poison doctor.

They were three gas masks shaped like pig noses!

"Come on, put this on first."

Su Yaoyao stood on tiptoe and forcibly put the masks on her father and brother.

This thing has a soft feel to it, and it's neither metal nor wood.

It not only fits tightly to the face, but even the eyes are covered by two pieces of transparent glass.

The most problematic part is that the nose and mouth areas have two round filter canisters protruding from them.

It is also covered with fine air holes.

From the front, it looks exactly like a huge "pig's nose"!

The once-mighty tyrant father of the Great Abyss Kingdom has been transformed into a comical pig-headed immortal.

The tyrannical father, wearing a gas mask, spoke in a deep voice: "Daughter, what is this? It's suffocating me!"

The gas mask made his voice sound muffled, as if he were speaking from under a blanket.

"Don't take it off! This is called a gas mask!"

Su Yaoyao sternly slapped away her father's hand, which was trying to pull the noodle dish.

"If you take a breath of outside air later, not even a god can save you."

A sickly, cold-blooded, and ruthless prince who kills without blinking an eye.

It features a comical rubber pig nose and the pink glow that hasn't completely faded from his body.

The scene is so beautiful.

It's so bad it's hard to look at.

The family of three was neatly transformed into three pig heads.

"Get ready to work!"

Su Yaoyao wore a mask, her voice was equally muffled, but her movements were crisp and efficient.

Su Yaoyao snapped her fingers.

As the snap of the fingers fell, the Blood Droplets special forces soldiers who had been recruited from behind quickly surged out.

At this moment, dozens of burly men wearing gas masks were pushing several enormous objects out with great effort.

There were five enormous Kongming lanterns!

No, this can no longer be called a Kongming lantern.

It should be called a hot air balloon!

Each balloon's bladder was as big as a side hall.

They are made by sewing together countless layers of tough silk.

The surface is coated with a special fire-retardant resin.

Below the enormous sac, five huge wooden barrels were suspended by thick hemp ropes.

The wooden barrel was filled with biochemical toxins that Su Yaoyao had just urgently prepared in her spatial dimension.

"ignition!"

At the command of the assassin leader, the Blood Droplets special forces ignited five giant Kongming lanterns.

"boom."

A burst of flames erupted, and a powerful surge of hot air rushed into the sac.

The originally shriveled, huge silk sac began to expand rapidly as it filled with hot air.

Five enormous hot air balloons, like five awakened giant beasts, slowly rose into the air over the square in front of the Taiji Hall.

"Lower the rope!"

The cables anchored to the ground were cut.

The huge wooden barrel hanging below the hot air balloon was freed from the ground.

When the opportunity arose, the Flying Guillotine distributed the gas masks. Those who were uncooperative were given a slash to the hand before being forced to put them on.

Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

A strong southeasterly wind was blowing over the capital of Daeyu.

The wind direction was perfect; it was as if even God was on their side.

Several huge hot air balloons, carried by the southeast wind tonight, slowly drifted over the rebel positions.

They crossed the high roof of the Taiji Hall and the overlapping palace walls within the imperial palace.

Silent and still, like a ghost in the dark night.

Su Yaoyao stood on the white jade steps, looking at the giant object rising into the air through the transparent goggles of her gas mask.

Her eyes gleamed with a wild, excited light.

Human wave tactics?

Today I'll show you what a biological chemical gas bomb really is!

Outside the imperial city.

General Lin Zhenxiong stood on his chariot, frantically directing his army to ram the palace gates.

"Bang! Bang!"

The palace gates were teetering on the brink of collapse, and the massive bolts were cracking with a terrifying sound.

Lin Zhenxiong's face was covered in blood, and he was trembling with excitement.

Just then, a lieutenant suddenly pointed to the night sky and shouted in terror.

"My lord! Look at the sky! What's that?"

Lin Zhenxiong looked up and followed the direction the deputy general was pointing.

Five enormous lanterns, so large they seemed unbelievable, were seen drifting in on the night breeze.

It stopped steadily directly above the heads of the 100,000-strong army.

The general looked at the several giant lanterns floating overhead and sneered, "Reaching for death and still releasing sky lanterns to pray for good fortune? Archers, shoot them down!"

he does not know.

He has deliberately opened Pandora's box!