Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

"They're coming."

Huang Yanyao slowly clenched her hands, then loosened them. The fire of pleasure that had been burning in her chest for a long time was now pressing against her throat, ready to burst out at any time.

She walked out of the carriage, and the rain outside was pouring down like a tide. Seeing her come out, the soldiers on standby around Che Luan immediately perked up. The rain soaked them, and rain flowed out from the gaps in their iron armor. Their swords and halberds were also covered with continuous water droplets, which were as cold as ice.

Huang Yanyao stepped down from the carriage, her white boots making a crunching sound as she stepped on the mud and sand. Lu Mu also stepped down and stood shoulder to shoulder with her.

The two people's true energy surrounded their bodies, separating the rain.

She didn't want to get wet. This dress could withstand the rain, but if it got wet, it would be hard to say what Lu Mu would see.

"Lord!"

The leading soldier came over on horseback, pointed his spear toward the northwest and shouted.

"Yeah." Huang Yanyao responded and looked into the distance. She saw another convoy speeding under the rain in the distance. They all recognized the tall flag. It belonged to Nanling King Hong Zhan.

The hatred between the two sides grew deeper and deeper within just a few months. They were loyal to Huang Yanyao and knew that she was the enemy.

Since they are enemies and are about to meet, there is only one outcome.

But they are waiting.

Waiting for her order.

"Leave no one behind."

Huang Yanyao curled her lips and spoke in a cold voice. Finally, the pleasure in her throat burst out.

Even if it's just acting, it's refreshing.

"Yes!"

The soldier received the order and swung his halberd. The sharp blood and energy cut through the cold rain curtain. With him as the center, dozens of soldiers formed a charge formation. The momentum of the military formation was formed in an instant. The blood smoke was so hot that it was almost like the scorching sun in this rainy night!

Taking advantage of their rest to wait for the enemy to tire themselves out, using their numbers to defeat the few, this was a battle without any suspense. The convoy in the distance was originally on its way without stopping, but at this moment the shouts of killing and the murderous aura of the army rose into the sky, and they had no idea that they had walked into an ambush.

Looking at the battle flags fluttering in the rain, this side also understood that a life-and-death battle was about to be decided.

Although it seemed hasty, King Nanling's ability to lead troops was by no means bad. The leading soldier immediately took up his sword, his eyes full of fighting spirit, and more than ten people quickly formed a group and also rushed towards Huang Yanyao's army.

"kill--!"

The deafening shouts spread in the rain, bringing only the inevitable bloody battle.

Chapter 70: The End

Under the huge curtain of night rain, the scorching smoke from the army formations rose up into a heavy rain all over the sky.

Thunder and lightning cut through the sky, illuminating the pitch-black sky. The violent thunder and lightning tore through the dark clouds and shattered the gloomy sky. But what really tore the silence apart was the bloody battle in the desert.

Huang Yanyao stared ahead calmly, her eyes calm and indifferent, as if she was appreciating this feast of fighting.

The people sent by King Nanling to protect "Hong Jing" were not these soldiers, but even so, the strength of these warriors should not be underestimated. With only a dozen people, the power of their military formation was not much inferior. It was just the difference in numbers that they could not make up. After only three or four charges back and forth, they had lost six or seven people.

"How brave!"

The black-armored soldier swung his sword, and blood splashed along with the rain. He ran back and forth around Hong Jing's carriage. The remaining soldiers gathered around him. The rain running down his face made his desperate look even more terrifying.

"This place is only seventy miles away from our king's territory. Your Highness the Ninth Prince dared to choose to take action here. How ignorant and fearless!"

"If the prince knew about this, he would never let you live in peace!"

He had not expected that in the Wuyan Desert, there would be someone who would dare to intercept the carriage of his own prince and his son, and this place was only seventy miles away from their territory. These tamed horses could complete the journey in just one hour, but they had just run into an ambush.

Moreover, it was the army of the Ninth Princess Huang Yanyao.

There were not many people on both sides, because the ones protecting Hong Jing were not their soldiers, but five secret guards at the Source Realm. However, those five people were supposed to follow them, but now no one could be seen!

Moreover, the shouting and killing sounds could not even cover the sound of the heavy rain, but his own prince did not make a single move, sitting upright in the carriage... Based on his understanding of Hong Jing, he would probably have grabbed his weapon and rushed out to kill by now, so why was he so quiet?

This strange situation made them uneasy.

"Ignorant and fearless?"

Huang Yanyao smiled coldly. She stood in the mud, surrounded by condensed Qi, like a dazzling gem. She looked up at the group of soldiers whose edges had been cut, and raised her thin lips in a sarcastic arc, "If I am timid, wouldn't it be a shame to my royal family's reputation?"

"Besides, your fight is like a trapped beast, and there is no solution to the deadlock. Soon, Hong Zhan will know the consequences of angering me."

"The corpse of his incompetent offspring is my gift to him as a gift."

Why should you be afraid of a dying lie?

It was them, not her, whose blood stained the earth. So no matter how angry the remnant soldiers were, they would not shake her in the slightest.

"Don't insult my master, you will die!"

The soldiers under Huang Yanyao's command were slightly weaker in cultivation and young, but their will to fight was extremely strong. Seeing that the opponent's momentum had been crushed to such a degree, he pointed his halberd directly, and the fierceness of the battle formation made the already torrential rain even more fierce.

Charged again, the tragic roar and the clanging sound of swords colliding exploded in this desolate land, the thick smell of blood mixed with rain came to her nose, making Huang Yanyao frown slightly, she was not unaccustomed to the smell, but King Nanling has dominated the southern border for so long, and his reputation is great, and his army is indeed worthy of the reputation. With fewer people against more people, the dead end is difficult to resolve, but it aroused their determination to die.

Not an easy enemy to deal with.

But it must be dealt with eventually, because she would not tolerate such a poisonous nail wedged in the territory that she must conquer.

When the shouting and screaming gradually died down and the soldiers' horses began to step safely on the rain-soaked yellow sand, Huang Yanyao knew that it was over.

Not long.

After five charges back and forth, the enemy was completely thrown into disarray, and the momentum of the army was broken. After all, the ambush, which was done while the enemy was well rested, did catch them off guard and gave them every advantage. If she couldn't win, she would be filled with worry.

Huang Yanyao walked slowly to the front of Hong Jing's carriage. The fierce wind brought rain and blood. When the young soldier saw Huang Yanyao coming, he panicked and said, "My lord, this place is very dirty. Your clothes will be soiled. Please return to the palace. I will deal with this thief!"

"I'm not some kind of jade that will break if touched."

Her eyes were sharp, and her face, as soft as cherry petals, revealed a hint of frost. With just a casual glance, the soldier was impressed by her temperament. While he was stunned, Huang Yanyao had already stepped in front of the carriage with steady steps.

"Let him come out."

She said that Lu Mu was waiting beside her, and then under his control, Hong Jing opened the car door and walked out.

The Prince of Nanling was very different from the day before.

His eyes were grey and pale, his cheeks were thin and his mouth was chapped. He was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, but it seemed like it was supporting a dying frame, and his face was full of decadence and fatigue.

The blood color under the skin has almost dissipated, and the purple veins under the skin can be vaguely seen.

I felt numb as if my soul had been pulled out, and only my body was left moving around like a zombie.

"what happened?"

Huang Yanyao stared at Hong Jing coldly, and her look was really unacceptable to others.

"His vitality has almost dissipated. In half a day, his body will decay."

Lu Mu answered in a low voice.

"Oh, look at this, it's so pathetic."

She curled the corners of her lips and spoke mockingly, thinking back to a few days ago, this guy could still act like a hypocritical gentleman, but what about now?

Neither human nor ghost.

Huang Yanyao raised her hand, condensed the purple true energy in her hand, and slapped Hong Jing's chest hard.

With a loud bang, the force completely tore Hong Jing's body apart, knocked him flying, and hit the car heavily, sliding down like a puddle of mud.

The only remaining chance of survival was shattered, and Hong Jing's skin was quickly covered with festering black lines, and his skin was bloody and horrifying to look at.

It was pouring rain, and the body slowly sank into the sand and mud. His death looked particularly miserable, even though he had already been dead for a long time.

"...Tsk, it doesn't feel that good anymore."

Huang Yanyao withdrew her hand, stretched lazily, turned her head to look at Lu Mu, her eyes flashing with cunning, "This desert is really boring."

"Killing a dead person is meaningless in itself."

Lu Mu looked at the night sky with silver rain, "Elder Renyou sent me a message, the five secret guards have escaped from their confinement and are coming here."

Huang Yanyao curled her lips and said, "Forget it, let's go back."

"When they find this body, hehe...I'd love to see the conflict between these people and King Nanling."

She turned around and walked back to her car, lifted the curtain and went in. Huang Yanyao sat down, folded her legs, and looked out the window with one hand on her chin. Lu Mu sat opposite her as usual.

Outside the car, the soldiers rode back and surrounded the imperial carriage. At her command, the convoy set off, winding its way south along the muddy desert in the heavy rain, and gradually disappeared in the distance.

Chapter 71: Tianque Closes the City

Less than half an hour passed.

On the horizon of the Go Desert, five figures broke through the barrier of the rain, rushed over, and stopped in front of Hong Jing's carriage.

They were in a hurry and their true energy was unrestrained when they landed, blasting a deep pit in the muddy sand, causing gravel to roll around and filling the air with dust and smoke.

But it was really embarrassing, after all, this situation had happened once before.

They were experienced monks who were trapped outside the barrier by a trap. The first time might have been their own negligence, but the second time it was definitely someone deliberately playing tricks. When they were completely trapped in an illusory barrier in the desert, they knew that Hong Jing was in trouble.

As expected, seeing the muddy battlefield, the convoy had collapsed, the escorting soldiers had long been buried in the yellow sand, and the secret guards saw Hong Jing under the car at a glance.

The body of this rather arrogant Prince of Nanling was now unrecognizable. The fierce internal energy had torn his limbs and chest apart, his internal organs were shattered, and his death was horrible. His clothes were torn to pieces, and in the dark night, his shriveled and gray skin looked even more horrifying.

"……Ugh."

The atmosphere was so desolate that someone sighed, only to be met with silence from others.

This is what is called an awkward situation.

They were responsible for protecting Hong Jing, but Hong Jing died on the edge of the desert, less than seventy miles away from King Nanling's territory. But now he died here, and they only had two choices: either bring Hong Jing's body back to report and apologize, or leave the Xianhuang Empire.

King Nanling had spent a lot of money to hire these secret guards, but now, they failed to protect the people. No matter what, the fault would only fall on them, and King Nanling might take their lives in a rage.

Of course, this is also what Huang Yanyao hopes to see.

This group of independent cultivators who joined King Nanling with huge rewards were always at odds with Hong Zhan, because after all, they were not his trusted and loyal subjects trained by him.

Now, Hong Jing is dead.

The rift is irreparable.

Whether these cultivators left King Nanling or went back to apologize was none of Huang Yanyao's business, because she knew that no matter what, Hong Zhan's loss was not just a loss of troops.

Of course, she must have been very happy.

……

The next day, Huang Yanyao woke up, turned her head, and felt something soft under the pillow. It was Lu Mu's thigh.

"woke up?"

Noticing the slight sound coming from the beauty on his lap, Lu Mu touched her hair and greeted her with a smile.

"Yeah." Huang Yanyao responded and sat up.

Slept very comfortably.

After leaving last night, she fell asleep on Lu Mu's legs. In fact, she didn't ask him, but lay down on her own initiative. Lu Mu didn't say anything. He was very happy about it. It was a blessing for the future empress to sleep on his legs.

The crystal lamp in the carriage had gone out, and warm light from outside the window was shining in, illuminating Huang Yanyao's profile, which was magnificent.

"are you hungry?"

Lu Mu picked up the cloak beside him and put it on Huang Yanyao's shoulders, then took out a small food box and opened it. Inside were neatly arranged honey candies with a fragrant aroma.

"Where did you get this?"

Huang Yanyao raised her eyebrows, her eyes sparkling, as if she had no resistance at all. She picked up a piece of fruit crisp and stuffed it into her mouth. The sweet and crispy feeling made her squint her eyes.

"Before we left Yusha City, I asked the cook at the City Lord's Mansion for one."

Lu Mu watched her eat quietly, with a faint warm light flowing in his eyes. He chuckled and said in a low and mellow voice, "Do you like it?"

Huang Yanyao nodded.

She likes sweets very much, especially this fruit crisp which has a unique desert flavor and is very appetizing.

"I can't bear your taking care of me like this."

She ate three or four pieces in a row before speaking slowly, her eyes slightly curved, revealing shallow dimples.