Douluo V: Taking advantage of Xiao Wu's naivety, I tricked her into becoming my wife.

But King Barak was not satisfied.

"Once we've conquered Nottingham, we'll capture Ye Hua and all the beauties and bring them back to the palace!"

"Let them serve as my courtesans, and I will indulge in revelry every night!"

Marshal Barak, a burly and fierce-looking Soul Saint, repeatedly tried to persuade him.

"Your Majesty, let's withdraw! This matter needs careful consideration!"

“Title Douluos are not to be trifled with, let alone seven Title Douluos!”

Even if we have hundreds of thousands of troops, but... but...

Hearing his subordinate stutter, Barak glared and a disdainful look appeared on his lips.

"Retreat? Hahahaha! Retreat?!"

"Now that things have come to this, I will not hide anything from you!"

"I am confident of victory!"

The generals were completely dumbfounded upon hearing this.

Chapter 296 Since we've already offended them, might as well go all the way!

King Barak sneered and pointed his whip into the distance.

"The reason I dared to lead a large army straight to Nottingham is because I had already received definite information."

"None of the titled Douluo of the Long Night Alliance are in their territory!"

Several generals were dumbfounded.

Someone couldn't help but remind him: "Your Majesty, although a fierce battle has taken place in the far northern forest, Ye Hua has returned. How can those Title Douluos not follow him?"

As a result, King Barak waved his hand dismissively.

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"There are tens of millions of these monsters!"

"Even if you gave them tens of millions of steamed buns, they could still stuff those Title Douluos to death. How could they possibly come back so easily!"

"I think it's probably because he couldn't stand the cold, so he left the Title Douluo on the northern frontier and came back to enjoy himself!"

The marshal put his hand to his forehead.

My King!

You should face reality!

If the defenses are in dire straits, even Crown Prince Xue Qinghe wouldn't dare return to Tiandou City!

Unfortunately, King Barak was no longer willing to listen to advice.

He became more and more smug as he spoke, "So what if Ye Hua comes back?"

"I know he's powerful, with the strength of a Title Douluo, but I have an army of over 100,000!"

"As long as I take Nottingham, those envious forces will naturally jump out to grab the scraps."

"By then, the die will be cast. Will the Heavenly Dou royal family, now that they're dead, turn against me?"

He was speaking with great enthusiasm when he saw someone rush towards him.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" The guards quickly protected the emperor.

But the man called out from afar, "Prince Xuexing has given an order! King Barak, receive the order!"

"Hmm?" King Barak asked, puzzled. "Why is his order being sent here instead of to the palace?"

While he was pondering, his attendants arrived at the front of the army and raised the scepter of Prince Xuexing.

"Barak's army, halt immediately and retreat thirty miles, and are not to cross the border!"

"Otherwise, they will all be treated as treason!"

The entourage exuded an imposing aura that left no room for argument.

Barak's smile froze instantly.

He stared wide-eyed. "Prince Xuexing? What's he doing in this godforsaken place?!"

The Soul Saint's attendant, who was delivering the message, frowned and looked at him as if he were an idiot. "The Night Alliance Leader has invited Soul Masters from all over the world to watch the battle in Notting City. This has been known to everyone for half a month."

"King Barak, you...haven't received the message?"

The air suddenly became quiet.

King Barak was stunned.

Ever since he obtained information about Dai Mubai, he has been plotting revenge.

He was already in the military camp half a month ago!

To prevent any leaks, he cut off all communication!

Not to mention Prince Xuexing's whereabouts, he only learned of Ye Hua's return last night.

"Your Majesty," the marshal pleaded again, "why don't we..."

King Barak gripped the reins tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hand.

"We will not withdraw."

The generals were all dumbfounded.

"D-King?!"

"I said I won't retreat!" King Barak's eyes were bloodshot. "The arrow is on the string, and it must be released!"

"That brat killed my brother-in-law! I've endured this for years, waiting for this day!"

"If we withdraw now, how will we save face? And what about retaliation later?"

"After I destroy the foundation of the Long Night Alliance, I will then apologize to His Highness the Prince!"

The attendant frowned. "You intend to defy the Prince?"

“They all say to apologize afterward!” King Barak said without changing his expression.

Seeing that he was unyielding, the attendants knew that staying any longer would be pointless, so they turned around and rushed back to report.

However, a huge crowd was surging towards the official road in the distance.

"Oh no!" the attendant exclaimed in alarm, "It's too late!"

The people weren't actually running very fast, but Ye Hua took care of them and slowed them down.

Amidst the rising dust, the procession of over a thousand people marched on.

Men, women, young and old, soul masters, commoners, even vegetable farmers carrying hoes and butchers carrying scales, all tiptoed forward, just like going to a temple fair!

A scout from Barak's army reported, "Your Majesty, a large number of civilians have been discovered ahead, roughly estimated at nearly a thousand, and the number is still increasing!"

King Barak narrowed his eyes. "That treacherous brat Ye Hua, he uses the common people as shields when he has no army."

"Trying to use your reputation to stop me? I won't fall for that!"

"They're just commoners; a few words of intimidation and they'll disperse!"

Just then, a tall figure stepped out from the front of the group.

Ye Hua stood calmly upright. "King Barak, what brings you here?"

King Barak smirked, "Ye Hua, when you took control of Notting City, you killed my brother-in-law to establish your authority. Today, I've come to settle this blood debt!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Hua flew into a rage!

"How dare you! You're impersonating the king!"

"Huh?" King Barak was stunned.

Ye Hua's words were like knives: "King Barak is a man of great principle who loves his people like his own children. How could he raise an army for personal revenge? You are clearly an imposter!"

"Heh," King Barak sneered, "Playing dumb when you can't win? Ye Hua, who do you think you can fool with your clumsy tricks?"

"I brought the royal seal with me, would you like to see it?"

"All troops, heed my command!" King Barak ordered directly, "Advance for me! Flatten Notting City!"

"Leave no one alive among these people!"

Flags fluttered, swords and spears clashed, and soldiers in the front ranks marched forward, causing the ground to tremble.

Ye Hua stood still, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Oh? You mean you're going to kill us all?"

“Nonsense!” King Barak said without hesitation, “Since I’m here, I have no intention of leaving any survivors!”

Ye Hua turned to the side and spread his palms out to the crowd behind him, as if introducing a long-awaited performance.

"That's perfect, these people all want to hear how you're going to kill them."

The next second, the crowd behind him parted to the sides in unison.