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

With a shout, the taxi drivers, who had been training all morning, immediately flocked to the scene, forming a long line to collect their breakfast.

Large chunks of roasted meat, snow-white steamed buns, and steaming hot meat porridge are the most delicious dishes for these taxi drivers who are on the front lines all day long.

No one noticed that there was an extra special ingredient in today's meal.

A burly centurion, while devouring a steamed bun, boasted to his companions:

"Have you heard? General Dai Tianfeng's reinforcements will arrive the day after tomorrow! When that happens, our 100,000 troops will be on the border, and crushing those bastards from Tiandou City will be a piece of cake!"

"That's right! Once we break through Heaven Dou City, I'm definitely going to snatch a few of his women and have some fun!"

The soldiers ate and discussed excitedly, as if victory was already within their grasp.

One hour later.

In the midst of drills, a soldier suddenly changed his expression and clutched his stomach.

"Ouch... I can't take it anymore, my stomach... my stomach hurts so much!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he clamped his legs together and rushed like a madman toward the outhouse in the distance.

"puff--"

A deafening roar, accompanied by an indescribable odor, instantly filled the stands.

"Damn it! Wang Ermazi, you couldn't hold it in anymore!"

"It stinks rotten!"

As everyone was laughing and joking, suddenly, several more soldiers' expressions changed drastically. They clutched their stomachs and cried out in pain.

"My stomach... hurts too!"

"I can't take it anymore, it's coming out!"

Then, a chain reaction began.

"Ouch!"

"My stomach!"

"The outhouse! Where's the outhouse?!"

In an instant, the captain's shouts, the soldiers' cries of pain, and the loud "plop plop" sounds mingled together.

Hundreds and thousands of taxi drivers dropped their weapons, clutched their backsides, and rushed toward the latrines with ferocious expressions.

The number of latrines in the military camp was already limited, and they were instantly packed with people.

Unable to get a taxi and unable to hold it in any longer, some men, disregarding all sense of propriety, simply find a corner or the roadside and relieve themselves on the spot.

In an instant, the entire Xingluo camp was filled with cries of agony and a stench that permeated the air.

Inside the commander's tent.

Grand Marshal Dai Shan was facing the sand table, studying the general offensive plan for three days later.

Suddenly, a guard stumbled in, his face pale, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and one hand clutching his stomach tightly.

"General...General! No...something terrible has happened!"

Dai Shan frowned and shouted unhappily:

"What a panic! What kind of behavior is this! What happened?"

The guard opened his mouth, about to speak, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and a surging torrent could no longer be contained.

"Pfft—hiss—"

A continuous series of sounds rang out, and a strong stench instantly filled the entire command tent.

Dai Shan's face turned green instantly.

Before he could even get angry, suddenly, a familiar, intense, churning pain shot through his own stomach.

Dai Shan's expression changed drastically, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

"Damn it! It's food! The food is poisoned!"

He roared, and was about to order a thorough investigation when the torrent of water had already rushed to the door.

"puff--"

Just then, a desolate yet majestic horn sounded from the direction of the Heavenly Dou Empire!

"Waaaaah—waaaah—"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of war drums, "Boom! Boom! Boom!", rang out.

The Heavenly Dou Empire has launched its all-out offensive!

On the city walls of Tiandou City.

Holding a monocular telescope, Xiao Zhan looked at the chaotic and stinking Xingluo camp in the distance, his face showing an expression of extreme shock and ecstasy.

He saw countless Star Luo soldiers lying on the ground, clutching their stomachs, writhing in pain, too weak to even stand up.

He lowered his binoculars, turned to look at the young man beside him who was leisurely sipping tea, and said in a trembling voice:

"Captain Lin is a divine man! Truly a divine man!"

Xiao Zhan now admires Lin Ye to the point of complete awe.

Without losing a single soldier, the enemy's 50,000-strong army was completely rendered incapable of fighting. What a terrifying tactic!

Lin Ye put down his teacup, glanced indifferently into the distance, and said with a cold laugh:

"Strike while the iron is hot and kill him."

"Grand Marshal, give the order."

Xiao Zhan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his inner excitement. He suddenly drew his sword from his waist, pointed it straight ahead, and with all his might, let out a deafening roar:

"All troops, attack!"

"kill!"

With Xiao Zhan's command, the tightly closed city gates of the Heavenly Dou Empire were suddenly flung open.

Fifty thousand well-rested and highly motivated Tian Dou soldiers surged toward the Xing Luo camp ahead with deafening battle cries.

The earth trembled, and billowing dust blotted out the sky.

On the other hand, the Star Luo Empire was in complete chaos.

Faced with the sudden attack of the Heavenly Dou army, they couldn't even organize a decent defensive line.

Most of the soldiers were exhausted from severe diarrhea and collapsed to the ground, too weak to even stand up, let alone pick up their weapons to fight.

A few taxi drivers with milder symptoms were still able to stand up, but their faces were sallow and their legs were weak. As soon as they raised their rifles, they felt their stomachs churning again, so they had to drop their weapons and continue to look for a place to relieve themselves.

This battle was doomed to failure from the very beginning.

"Pfft!"

A Tian Dou soldier wielded a long sword and easily beheaded a Xing Luo soldier.

Even as he died, the Star Luo soldier clutched his stomach tightly with both hands, his face contorted in pain.

"Hold on! Everyone, hold on!"

A centurion from the Star Luo Empire, enduring excruciating abdominal pain, brandished his longsword, attempting to organize his soldiers to resist.

However, as soon as he finished shouting, he felt his legs go weak, his vision went black, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.

Before he could react, a sharp spear had already pierced his chest.

The Heavenly Dou Army's offensive was unstoppable, easily tearing apart the Star Luo Camp's defenses.

Resistance was virtually nonexistent.

Inside the command tent, Dai Shan was deathly pale. He leaned on the table, panting heavily.

Hearing the screams and shouts of killing coming from outside, his heart was bleeding.

Finished!

It's all over!

His elite troops, which he had painstakingly built up, were about to be completely wiped out in such a humiliating manner!

"Tian Dou... Lin Ye!"

Dai Shan gritted his teeth as he uttered the name, his eyes filled with resentment and regret.

He knew that all of this must have been the work of that Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!

"Grand Marshal, what should we do now?" a general asked anxiously.

"Of course we must retreat! Retreat now!" Dai Shan roared.

On the city wall, Xiao Zhan and his generals watched the battle below, their faces flushed with excitement.

"They've withdrawn! Hahaha! Xingluo has withdrawn again!"

"This was so easy! This is the easiest battle I've ever fought!"