Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

"It's absolutely true, Grand Marshal!" Wei Qingshan shouted.

"Lin Ye, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, he's here! Zhao Gang... Zhao Gang died at the hands of that Lin Ye!"

Dai Shan threw Wei Qingshan to the ground, laughing in anger.

"Bullshit! Lin Ye, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall? That kid who showed off at the Advanced Soul Master Competition? Even if he's talented, he's only a Soul King at best!"

Dai Shan pointed at Wei Qingshan's nose and cursed, "Zhao Gang is a level 72 defensive Soul Saint! You're telling me, a Soul King killed Zhao Gang? Are you fucking stupid from being beaten to a pulp by the people from Heaven Dou, and you're coming back to make up this kind of nonsense to fool me!"

Wei Qingshan knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly in his anxiety.

"Grand Marshal! If I've uttered even half a lie, may I be struck by lightning! That Lin Ye... he's not even human! With one move... just one move! A lightning ball over a hundred meters in size crashed down from the sky, and Zhao Gang didn't even have time to unleash his Martial Soul True Form before he was instantly blasted to ashes! Along with the two thousand brothers behind him and the siege equipment, everything was wiped out!"

Dai Shan stared intently at Wei Qingshan.

Wei Qingshan was his old subordinate. Although he was usually sly, he would never dare to joke about something like this.

Moreover, judging from Wei Qingshan's terrified appearance, it didn't seem like he was faking it.

Dai Shan's heart sank.

The Heaven Dou Empire has actually formed an alliance with the Spirit Hall?

The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall personally intervened and instantly killed the Soul Saint with a single move?

If this is true, how can this defensive line be breached?

"Damn it!" Dai Shan kicked over the table in front of him, shattering wine glasses all over the floor.

"Those bastards from the Spirit Hall! How dare they interfere in the war between our Star Luo and Heaven Dou forces! And they even killed one of my generals!"

Dai Shan paced back and forth in the tent, his mind racing.

With the Spirit Hall's intervention, the situation has completely changed.

With the help of the Spirit Hall, the Heaven Dou Empire's strength will surely increase by leaps and bounds.

Wei Qingshan raised his head and asked cautiously:

"Grand Marshal, what should we do next? That Lin Ye is too strange; we can't stop him at all."

Dai Shan stopped in his tracks, his eyes turning sinister.

"What else can we do? Give it our all!"

Dai Shan walked to the desk, picked up his pen, and quickly wrote a secret letter.

"Someone come here!"

A messenger ran in.

"Immediately dispatch someone to send this letter back to the capital as quickly as possible and present it to His Majesty! Request the court to immediately send reinforcements and high-ranking Soul Masters!"

"Yes, sir!" The messenger took the letter and ran off.

Dai Shan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

The imperial reinforcements will take at least half a month to arrive.

He has to hold on for the next two weeks.

Once that kid named Lin Ye is dealt with, the Heavenly Dou Empire's taxi fleet will collapse once again.

"Wei Qingshan, get down there and treat your injuries. If you dare to spread rumors about what happened today in the army, I'll chop you up!"

"Yes! Yes! Thank you, Grand Marshal!" Wei Qingshan scrambled out of the room.

The tent fell silent again.

Dai Shan turned around and said to a patch of shadow in the corner of the tent:

"Ghostly figure, you heard everything?"

A gaunt man slowly emerged from the shadows.

The man was dressed in a tight black outfit, his face was pale, and his eyes were cold.

His name is Ghost Shadow, a level 79 agility-type Soul Saint, whose Martial Soul is Ghost Leopard. He is the sharpest assassination weapon under Dai Shan's command.

"I heard you." The ghost's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like fingernails scraping against a metal plate.

Dai Shan looked at him: "What do you think of that Lin Ye?"

The ghostly figure sneered: "Grand Marshal, Wei Qingshan is terrified."

"Even if a Soul King has five ten-thousand-year Soul Rings, their total Soul Power is still limited. The fact that he could kill Zhao Gang in one move means he must have used some method that depleted his life force or borrowed external power. He can't use that kind of move many times."

Dai Shan nodded; he thought so too.

"Ghost Shadow, you are a level 79 Soul Saint! And your Martial Soul is the Ghost Leopard, which is extremely fast and has first-class stealth ability."

Dai Shan stared into the ghost's eyes.

"I order you to assassinate Lin Ye on the battlefield tomorrow!"

The ghost licked its lips and said confidently:

"Don't worry, Grand Marshal. He's just a Soul King. Even if he really is a monster, my claws can snap his neck. I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

Dai Shan patted the ghost on the shoulder.

"As long as you kill Lin Ye, I guarantee you'll be promoted to a high-ranking position when you return!"

The next day, before dawn.

The Tian Dou camp was quiet, with only the occasional sound of patrolling soldiers' footsteps.

The temperature in Lin Ye's tent was just right.

Lin Ye lay on the bed, holding Zhu Zhuqing in his arms.

Zhu Zhuqing curled up in Lin Ye's arms like a real cat, breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

Lin Ye closed his eyes, his hands unconsciously wandering over Zhu Zhuqing's smooth back.

He has a habit of always holding something in his hand when he sleeps.

Zhu Zhuqing has such a great figure, it feels amazing to hug her.

Zhu Zhuqing felt a little ticklish from being touched, and moved slightly in a daze, letting out a soft moan.

"Stop messing around..." Zhu Zhuqing mumbled with her eyes closed.

Lin Ye immediately grinned mischievously, preparing to push his luck.

suddenly!

"Waaaaah!"

A piercing, shrill bugle call shattered the morning's tranquility.

Immediately afterwards, the entire military camp erupted in chaos.

The war drums thundered, and outside came the chaotic footsteps of soldiers and the shouts of officers.

"Enemy attack! All troops assemble! Quickly!"

Lin Ye suddenly opened his eyes, and stopped what he was doing.

He swore and sat up abruptly.

"Big kitty, wake up!" Lin Ye nudged Zhu Zhuqing.

"Those bastards from the Star Luo Empire have sent troops again!"

Zhu Zhuqing instantly snapped out of her daze, her eyes sharpening immediately. Without a word, she rolled out of bed, grabbed her clothes, and quickly dressed.

"Are these people crazy?" Zhu Zhuqing said while fastening her belt.

"They were just driven back yesterday, and they're back before dawn today?"

Lin Ye put on his coat and gave a cold laugh.

"They're in a hurry. Dai Shan must know I'm coming and is afraid that things might get complicated if we delay. He wants to overwhelm us with sheer numbers before their reinforcements arrive."

The two men, dressed neatly, lifted the tent flap and went outside.

Chaos had broken out outside, with soldiers carrying torches and running desperately toward the city wall.

Lin Ye led Zhu Zhuqing quickly to the city wall.

The atmosphere on the city wall was incredibly heavy.

Xiao Zhan stood at the very front, gripping the edge of the city wall tightly with both hands, his face ashen.

Lin Dong stood beside him, sweating profusely with anxiety.

"Grand Marshal!" Lin Dong pointed to the dark mass outside the city wall.

Fifty thousand people.

Along this not-so-wide defensive line, 50,000 people stretched out, resembling a black ocean that stretched as far as the eye could see.

In the star-studded army formation, torches stretched as far as the eye could see, illuminating half the sky.

Various large siege machines slowly advanced behind the formation, emitting a dull creaking sound.

Xiao Zhan gritted his teeth.

"Those bastards, they've sent troops again in less than a day! Is Dai Shan trying to fight me to the death?"

The defenders on Tiandou's side were already exhausted. They had finally won a battle yesterday and hadn't even had a chance to catch their breath when the enemy sent double the number of troops today.

How do we fight this?