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

Zhu Zhuqing sat next to Lin Ye, quietly eating her food.

The atmosphere at the banquet grew increasingly lively, fueled by alcohol.

The generals, their faces flushed from drinking, boasted about their achievements that day and dreamed of a bright future of being ennobled and promoted.

"Hahaha! After this battle, the Star Luo Empire will definitely not dare to underestimate our Heavenly Dou again!"

"I think they'll live in Captain Lin's shadow for the rest of their lives!"

Just as everyone was in high spirits, Lin Ye put down his wine bowl and gently tapped the table.

The noisy command tent fell silent instantly.

All eyes turned to Lin Ye.

Lin Ye looked around at everyone and slowly spoke:

"Although we won this battle, now is far from the time to let our guard down."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere inside the tent immediately froze.

The smiles on the faces of the generals who were a little tipsy froze, and they sobered up almost instantly.

Xiao Zhan frowned slightly and quickly asked:

"Captain Lin, is it because of Dai Tianfeng?"

Lin Ye stood up, walked to the sand table, pointed to the direction behind the Star Luo Empire, and said in a deep voice:

"That's right!"

"According to intelligence, the Star Luo Empire's reinforcements, led by their General Dai Tianfeng, total 50,000 elite troops, will arrive here in two days at most."

"Although Dai Shan is dead, when Dai Tianfeng comes here, all he will see is a mess and corpses all over the ground."

"What do you think an 88th-level, power-attack type Soul Douluo would do upon finding out?"

Inside the command tent, there was complete silence.

The joy on the generals' faces vanished, replaced by a deep solemnity.

One mountain, Daishan, has already given them a huge headache.

Now, a stronger and higher-ranking Dai Tianfeng has arrived, leading 50,000 main force troops.

Most importantly, the opponent comes with the rage of revenge, and their offensive will inevitably be even more ferocious than before!

Thinking about this, many people broke out in a cold sweat.

"Captain Lin, what are your thoughts?"

Xiao Zhan's gaze was fixed on Lin Ye, his tone filled with trust and expectation.

Now, Lin Ye has become his only pillar of support.

Lin Ye said with a smile:

"Thoughts? My thoughts are very simple."

"Since they've traveled thousands of miles to their deaths, how can we not grant their wish?"

He stretched out his finger and drew a heavy circle on the sand table at a narrow valley where the Tian Dou and Xing Luo meet.

"Dai Tianfeng is eager for revenge and will inevitably choose this shortest route, marching at full speed. And this is the graveyard we've prepared for them!"

"My plan is to take advantage of the dark and windy night to set up an ambush here in advance, and wear down their manpower and morale as much as possible!"

"We don't seek to settle the score in one battle, but we must inflict serious damage on them, make them fear us! Let them know that this is not a place they can come and go as they please!"

Lin Ye's voice was strong and resonant, filled with powerful confidence.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhan's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Good! What a brilliant example of using someone's own methods against them!"

"Dai Tianfeng wants to catch us off guard, so let's give him a good beating first!"

"I will immediately dispatch troops to ambush at Qingfeng Gorge tonight!"

At this moment, Xiao Zhan was completely convinced of Lin Ye's plan.

"No," Lin Ye waved his hand.

"Mobilizing a large army would be too noisy and easily detected by the enemy's spies. This ambush is all about speed and accuracy."

He looked at the members of the Phantom Squad who had accompanied him in the night raid on the granary, as well as Li Ze, the commander of the Sharp Knife Battalion, inside the tent.

"This operation will be led by me, my elite squad, and the Phantom Squad."

"We want to give Dai Tianfeng a gift he'll never forget!"

……

Late at night, inside the camp.

Lin Ye and Zhu Zhuqing were lying in bed.

After a day of fierce fighting, Zhu Zhuqing was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

Her exquisitely beautiful face still bore a blush of satisfaction, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her breathing was steady and long.

Lin Ye, however, felt no sleepiness whatsoever.

He turned to his side, looking at the flawless sleeping face beside him, and his heart softened.

He reached out and gently stroked Zhu Zhuqing's smooth, jade-like long legs, feeling their amazing elasticity and delicate texture.

"Those legs are so soft..."

Lin Ye silently complained to himself, then found it funny.

He leaned down and gently kissed Zhu Zhuqing's smooth forehead.

Goodnight, my big kitty.

Then he closed his eyes and began to carefully rehearse every detail of tomorrow's ambush in his mind.

At that very moment, a hundred miles away...

A large army was marching rapidly along the official road under the moonlight.

This army was impressive in appearance and exuded a murderous aura; it was the reinforcements sent by the Star Luo Empire.

Suddenly, a commotion arose ahead.

Several scouts, leading a group of ragged, terrified soldiers, arrived at the forefront of the army.

The leading general rode a majestic spirit beast. He was tall and strong, with a cold and stern face, and exuded an aura of authority that came from long-standing power.

He looked at the group of defeated soldiers who looked like beggars and his brows furrowed tightly.

"Wei Qingshan? What's going on?"

"Where is your main camp?"

The general covered in blood and missing an arm was none other than Wei Qingshan, who had miraculously escaped from the battlefield.

Seeing the imposing general before him was like seeing a savior. He could no longer hold on and collapsed to his knees with a thud, letting out a mournful cry.

"General Dai Tianfeng! Something terrible has happened!"

"The front lines...the front lines have been utterly defeated!"

"Grand Marshal Dai Shan... he... he died in battle!"

"What did you say?!"

Dai Tianfeng's sharp gaze instantly locked onto Wei Qingshan, who was kneeling on the ground.

A terrifying pressure suddenly erupted from his body.

Under that oppressive force, Wei Qingshan trembled violently, his face deathly pale, but he still gritted his teeth and repeated in a hoarse voice:

"General Dai... Marshal Dai Shan, he's dead! We... our 50,000-strong army... we've almost been wiped out!"

Upon hearing this, everyone wore expressions of disbelief.

Who is Dai Shan?

That was a renowned Soul Douluo powerhouse in the Star Luo Empire, a regional governor who held military power!

he died?

His 50,000 elite troops were completely wiped out.

How is that possible!

"Nonsense!" a deputy general standing next to Dai Tianfeng shouted sternly.

"Wei Qingshan, do you know what a grave crime it is to lie about military intelligence! Marshal Dai Shan is a level 83 Soul Douluo, who can kill him?!"

Wei Qingshan raised his head, pointed to the five hundred wretched soldiers behind him, and said in a sorrowful voice:

"If the general doesn't believe me, he can ask them! We...we saw it with our own eyes!"

Dai Tianfeng's face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

Looking at Wei Qingshan's seemingly genuine expression, and then at the group of deserters with vacant eyes, his ominous premonition grew stronger.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock and anger in his heart, and asked in a deep voice:

"Tell me! What exactly happened?!"