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Chapter 00: The Siege of Chang'an
In the fourth year of the Demon Army's large-scale assault on the Great Tang, they had captured the last city surrounding the Great Tang Capital. Now, they were gathering their forces, preparing to take their final target—Chang'an.
A storm was brewing.
Tang Jiner gazed at the capital, a place she had grown up in. The once vibrant city was now a shadow of its former self. Upon hearing of the demon race's advance, the citizens of the capital fled in droves, abandoning their homes.
The Great Dao felt desolate and empty. A cold wind swept through, howling mournfully.
Scattered across the ground were abandoned belongings and bundles, left behind by the citizens of Chang'an in their frantic escape. There were also lost children huddled in corners, their faces reflecting fear and anxiety.
"Even the Tang Emperor has fallen in battle. What hope does the Great Tang have left?"
The people had completely lost their reliance and faith in the Great Tang.
Tang Jiner wore a solemn expression, her face grave. Mo Mo quietly followed behind her. As they passed by a familiar tavern, the tavern's boss was sitting outside with a chair.
Tang Jiner stopped and asked, "Boss, is the tavern still open?"
"The princess jokes. All the staff have run off; I'm the only one left. How can I keep it open?"
"Everyone has fled. Why haven't you left?"
"This tavern has been run by my Lin family for several centuries. It's an old establishment. It's hard to let go of our ancestral business just like that."
Tang Jiner stepped inside, noticing that it was still relatively clean. She chose a seat and said, "Boss, please prepare a dish for me."
"Princess, we don't have all the ingredients here anymore. I can't make your favorite dishes like before."
"Make whatever you can."
"Understood, please wait a moment, Princess."
Soon, the Boss brought out two plates of stir-fried dishes. Tang Jiner quietly ate while Mo Mo stood motionless behind her. Tang Jiner knew that she would likely never have the chance to dine at this restaurant again. In the future, there would be no place to eat in the entire capital.
Tang Jiner sighed and took out a banknote to settle the bill.
The Boss smiled and said, "Princess, the banknotes of the Great Tang are no longer worth much. You might as well keep them."
Tang Jiner revealed a bitter smile as she looked at the banknote in her hand. She never expected that the Great Tang would fall to such a state.
"Boss, where do you plan to seek refuge in the end?" Tang Jiner asked.
"I'll head to the Northern Frontier first, to the Ouyang Family. I've heard that they treat people well; those from the Northern Frontier who went there were received warmly."
"But what if the Demon Clan has taken over the Ouyang Family?"
The Ouyang Family was located near the Northern Frontier of the Tang Dynasty, in fertile lands. The Demon Clan would certainly not ignore such a treasure.
"Then we can only cross the river and seek refuge in Wind Nation. But I've heard that the Wind Emperor is dead. The military strength of Wind Nation is not what it used to be. If Wind Nation falls as well, then we can only jump into the river and end it all," the Boss joked.
"Why not seek refuge in Da Zhou instead?"
"The people of Da Zhou are not easy to deal with."
At that moment, an elderly man dressed in a yellow robe hurried into the restaurant, his expression somewhat anxious.
"Jin'er, news has come from the front lines—Pan Huju has fallen," the old man said solemnly.
Tang Jiner's body trembled slightly. "Even Divine General Pan has fallen."
Pan Huju was the second Divine General of Great Tang. His death meant that apart from the Fifth Divine General, all other Divine Generals had perished.
The old man said gravely, "Princess, for the future of Great Tang, you should retreat."
"Where should I retreat to?"
"Temporarily, we can go to the Ouyang Family."
"Can fleeing solve the problem?"
Tang Jiner's expression turned resolute as she said, "Uncle Emperor, for over a thousand years, there has not been a day in Chang'an without the royal family overseeing the situation. Although I am just a girl, I am still a Tang."
"Jin'er, do not forget that I also bear the Tang name. I will stay behind in your place. I will share the fate of Chang'an."
"Uncle Emperor, if I leave, what will the soldiers of Chang'an think? Will they still have the strength to fight? I want all the soldiers defending the Great Tang to know that the princess is not afraid of death. The princess stands with them in life and death."
Seeing the determination on Tang Jiner's face, Uncle Emperor sighed deeply.
"I wonder how Lin Feng is doing."
Tang Jiner suddenly thought of Lin Feng. He must have known about the siege on Chang'an by now. What would he choose to do? Would he carve a bloody path to join her and defend Chang'an, or would he cut off the demon clan's retreat from outside?
At that moment, the Fifth Divine General arrived at the tavern. They were all clad in Golden Armor. These were the last two sets of Golden Armor left in Great Tang Capital.
The only two pieces of Holy Armor in Great Tang: Uncle Emperor wore one, and Tang Jiner wore the other.
The Fifth Divine General said, "Princess, we have no choice but to execute that plan now."
"Have we really come to this point?" Tang Jiner murmured.
"Princess, achieving final victory is more important than anything else," urged the Fourth Divine General eagerly.
"Then let’s proceed."
At dusk, the allied forces of the demon clan and barbarians launched an attack on Chang'an. The army was divided into four divisions attacking from the east, south, west, and north gates.
After three hours of life-and-death battle, exhilarating news spread among the demon clan: The city gate had been breached!
"The eastern gate has fallen."
"North City Gate has been broken." After the city gate was broken, the demons and the coalition forces of Barbarian all showed smiles of ecstasy and excitement. They rushed into Chang'an City one after another. "General, the Tang army is escaping to the west of the city and is not putting up any resistance." "Then what are you waiting for? Kill them quickly. If you are slow and let Barbarian people capture the west gate of the city, wouldn't they be allowed to take it? To the head of Princess Jian'an?" First Demon General roared. "Yes." Demon clan, Youshan. In order to take over the Tang Dynasty, the demon clan could mobilize all their troops and march out in full force. Now the only one left behind is Son of the Demon Lord. The son of the demon Cultivation just had an Enlightenment. He had nothing to do and walked into the dungeon of the demon. "General Xiao, have you thought clearly?" A woman was imprisoned in the demon clan's dungeon. Black chains penetrated her shoulders and soles of her feet, sealing her Cultivation. This woman is the demon Second Demon General Xiao Mi. Son of the Demon Lord looked at Xiao Mi’s exquisite body with salivation. He said: "Look carefully, you can be considered half of my master. I will not make things difficult for you as a disciple. As long as you are willing to serve me well, I am willing to disobey my father's order and help you untie the chains." Xiao Mi looked at him coldly and uttered two words: "Go away." "Damn it, don't give you any face. You are shameless." Son of the Demon Lord kicked open the cell door and stretched out his hands. Hands caressed Xiao Mi's exquisite body: "General Xiao, Xiao Master, Xiao Beauty. If you don't obey again, I can only force you. It's a pity, it's a pity." Son of the Demon Lord pulled hard with his right hand, and the clothes on Xiao Mi's chest were torn open, revealing his snow-white skin and white underwear. Son of the Demon Lord Looking at the two groups of white that were about to come out, his eyes were as big as bull's eyes, showing greedy lust, and his face began to distort. "This skin must feel so good to the touch. The only drawback is that I don't like to force it. It's not fun enough." Son of the Demon Lord licked his lips and said. Xiao Mi looked at Son of the Demon Lord with strong murderous intent. But her Cultivation was suppressed by the Demon Lord himself and could not break the seal. His whole body and limbs were bound by iron chains, making him unable to move. "Yin Sheng, if you dare to touch even a hair on my head today, I, Xiao Mi, swear that you will not be able to live or die in this life."
“Xiao Master, Xiao Beauty, why think so much about distant matters? If you want me to beg for death, I’ll let you die a beautiful death right now. Come, let me give you a kiss.”
As the disgusting face approached, Xiao Mi felt nauseous. In her life, she had never experienced such a strong desire to kill.
While Yin Sheng, the Son of the Demon Lord, was greedily and crazily kissing Xiao Mi's skin, a figure suddenly appeared in the dungeon. This person was extremely tall and had long black hair cascading down.
Yin Sheng was lost in his own joyful world and did not notice anyone behind him.
Xiao Mi looked at the shadow like a drowning person seeing a lifeline.
“Help me,” Xiao Mi pleaded.
The man in black said nothing; he merely waved his sleeve. A gust of wind surged from his sleeve and enveloped Xiao Mi. With a crisp sound, the chains binding her turned to ashes.
With her freedom restored, Xiao Mi grabbed Yin Sheng by the collar and slapped him hard.
Yin Sheng's face showed fear as he finally awakened from his joyful daze. Looking at the freed Xiao Mi, he exclaimed, “Where are the chains? How… how did you do that? Impossible.”
At this moment, Xiao Mi's cultivation was sealed, leaving her with only her powerful physical body. Although the demon race's physique could not compare to Lin Feng's, it was still far stronger than that of humans or even Barbarians.
If Yin Sheng unleashed his cultivation, he might have been able to fight back against Xiao Mi. But now he was too frightened to do anything.
Xiao Mi continued to slap Yin Sheng’s face until blood streamed from his seven orifices and his features twisted in pain. Then she yanked down his pants and swung her blade, severing Yin Sheng's precious lineage.
“Ah…”
Yin Sheng let out a desperate scream.
“With a useless son like you, if I were the Demon Lord, I would have strangled you at birth.”
After saying this, Xiao Mi swung her blade once more, ending Yin Sheng's life. The only son of the Demon Lord was thus extinguished.
Xiao Mi knelt on one knee before the man in black. “Thank you for saving my life.”
"Get up and come with me," the man in black said coldly.
"May I ask your esteemed name, senior?"
"Magic One."
Upon hearing these two words, Xiao Mi's expression changed to one of shock. Among the four great secret lands of the world, there were the Divine Ruins, the Demon Lord, the Ghost Sect, and Pujue Temple. It was said that the Divine Ruins was the most powerful of the Four Great Secret Lands.
Although the Ghost Sect was elusive, there were still some movements regarding it in the Jiuzhou region. The Demon Clan had killed Dugu Po at the Jiuzhou Conference, and this time, their invasion of the Tang Dynasty was orchestrated behind the scenes by the Ghost Sect, Walker, and Ghost Map.
The Demon Sect was the most secretive of the Four Great Secret Lands. Its disciples rarely showed themselves in Jiuzhou. Thus, while everyone knew about the Four Great Secret Lands, they had almost forgotten about the existence of the Demon Sect. (To be continued)
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