Chapter 324

After the arrival of strong support from the Harik family, the situation in Sun Moon City completely got out of control, and a brutal battle over power and rule broke out.

The faint light of dawn has not yet completely dispelled the darkness of the night, and the sky is turning pale, covering the earth with a hazy veil.

On the walls of Sun and Moon City, the soldiers were on high alert, their figures dim in the dim light, like silent statues.

Their faces were filled with tension and solemnity, their eyes fixed on the dark mass of aristocratic army outside the city. Everyone’s breathing was rapid and heavy, as if they could hear the sound of their own hearts beating violently. In the silent morning, that sound was like the beating of a war drum, hitting their chests again and again.

Outside the city, the armies of the aristocratic families surged like a tide, densely packed together with no end in sight.

The flags fluttering in the wind looked like soul-calling banners waving by the god of death, exuding a murderous aura.

The soldiers were dressed in heavy armor, and the weapons in their hands flashed with cold light, and in the reflection of the morning light, they had a cold metallic luster.

There was fanaticism and determination on their faces, an expression driven by power and desire, as if they were about to rush into not a brutal war but a grand carnival, a feast that would allow them to regain their former glory and power.

Xu Su rode a jet-black warhorse and paced slowly in front of the army.

His eyes revealed a kind of confidence that was determined to win, as if victory in the war was already firmly in his hands.

With a sneer of contempt on his face, he looked at the emperor’s army on the city wall as if he was looking at a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

Behind him, the heads of the Hongchen family, the Wang family and other aristocratic families were also riding tall horses. They also had firm expressions on their faces. However, underneath that firmness, there was a hint of uneasiness and worry.

They knew very well that although this war seemed to be a sure win, it was actually full of variables. After all, Emperor Feng Xiaochen was no longer a puppet who could be manipulated by others, and the power behind him remained a mystery.

With a sharp horn blasting through the sky, the war officially began. The soul guide weapon formations in the aristocratic army took the lead in launching the attack, and dozens of soul guide cannons roared in unison. The huge roar shook the earth, as if it was a roar from hell.

The shells left long tails of flame, like meteors, streaking across the sky and whistling towards the walls of Sun and Moon City.

For a moment, flames shot up into the sky from the city walls, smoke filled the air, bricks and stones flew everywhere, and screams were heard everywhere.

Those soldiers who were hit by the shells were instantly blown away by the blast. Their bodies drew arcs in the air like kites with broken strings, and then fell heavily to the ground. Their blood dyed the cold city walls red.

The emperor’s army was not to be outdone and quickly organized a counterattack.

The archers on the city wall quickly drew their bows and arrows, and a dense rain of arrows poured down on the aristocratic army outside the city like locusts. Those arrows flashed cold light in the air, carrying the breath of death, and shot towards the enemy.

At the same time, the soul masters in the emperor’s army also displayed their martial spirits. For a moment, all kinds of lights flashed on the city walls, and powerful soul power fluctuations filled the entire battlefield.

Some soul masters summon huge beasts, roaring and pouncing on the enemy; some soul masters release powerful elemental forces, such as fire, ice, and lightning, to envelope the enemy.

On the battlefield, the sounds of shouting, weapons clashing, and screaming intertwined together like a crazy symphony.

The soldiers waved their weapons and fought each other. The blood dyed the earth red. Every inch of land seemed to be soaked in blood and became muddy.

The soldiers on both sides were so blood-thirsty that they forgot their fear and the importance of life and death. They only had one belief in their hearts: to fight to the end for their own camp, for power and glory!
In this fierce battle, the army of the Harik family became the backbone of the emperor’s army.

They were well-trained and had a tacit understanding of tactics. On the battlefield, they were like a sharp knife, piercing fiercely into the camp of the aristocratic family army.

The soul masters of the Harik family showed their powerful strength. Their martial souls had their own characteristics. Some were good at close combat and were as brave and fearless as tigers, rampaging through the enemy’s camp.

Some were good at long-range attacks, like archers who could shoot through the air from a hundred steps away, killing the enemies one by one. Their presence put great pressure on the aristocratic family army, and the originally neat formation began to show some chaos.

Xu Su was furious when he saw his army was in trouble. He waved his sword and roared loudly to inspire the morale of his soldiers.

“Soldiers, don’t retreat! Charge and kill them all!”

His voice resounded through the battlefield like a huge bell, but it seemed a little weak amid the deafening shouts of killing. He personally led an elite force and rushed towards the army of the Harik family, trying to turn the tide of the battle.

Just as Xu Su led his troops to charge towards the Harik family army, Emperor Feng Xiaochen also personally climbed onto the city wall.

He was dressed in a golden imperial robe, and looked particularly majestic against the backdrop of smoke and flames of war.

His eyes revealed determination and calmness, and he looked at the fighting on the battlefield without any fear in his heart.

He knew very well that this war concerned his fate and the future of the entire Sun Moon City. He could not lose, and could not afford to lose.

“Soldiers, for the peace and tranquility of Sun Moon City, for our dignity and glory, fight!”

Feng Xiaochen’s voice echoed on the city wall, and his words were like a stimulant, injected into the hearts of every soldier.

After hearing the emperor’s words, the soldiers’ morale was greatly boosted. They waved their weapons, issued deafening shouts, and launched a more fierce attack on the enemy.

On the battlefield, the situation changes rapidly.

The armies of both sides fought back and forth, neither giving in. Every charge and counterattack was accompanied by the loss of countless blood and lives.

For a moment, the battlefield was littered with corpses and blood flowed like a river. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The smell was nauseating, but there was no way to escape it.

In this brutal war, ordinary people became the most innocent victims.

Their homes were destroyed by war, their loved ones were separated and they became displaced.

The streets and alleys were filled with crying and wailing. The frightened eyes of the children, the desperate cries of the women, and the helpless sighs of the elderly formed a picture of purgatory on earth.

They hid in dark corners, shivering, and praying that the war would end soon so that they could live a peaceful life again.

However, in the face of this cruel war, their prayers seemed so weak and powerless.

As the battle continued, casualties on both sides continued to increase. Although the emperor’s army had the support of the Harik family, it gradually became powerless under the powerful offensive of the aristocratic family’s army.

Most of the defensive fortifications on the city wall had been destroyed by the soul guide cannons, and the soldiers’ physical strength was constantly being consumed. Their faces showed expressions of fatigue and despair.

Although the aristocratic army had an advantage in numbers and equipment, the tenacious resistance of the Harik family army also cost them a heavy price. Many soldiers fell on the battlefield and never stood up again. Their bodies piled up like a mountain, becoming the victims of this war.

Xu Su was overjoyed when he saw that the emperor’s army’s defenses began to loosen.

He believed that the balance of victory had begun to tilt towards them, and that with one more fierce attack, they would be able to completely destroy the emperor’s army and regain control of Sun and Moon City.

So he once again ordered all the troops to charge with all their might and make sure to break through the walls of Sun and Moon City in the shortest possible time.

The aristocratic family army rushed towards the walls of Sun and Moon City like a surging tide.

They carried ladders and bravely advanced under the enemy’s rain of arrows and artillery fire.

The emperor’s army on the city wall fought desperately, using stones, arrows, hot oil and other weapons to stop the enemy’s attack. The two sides fought fiercely under the city wall, and every inch of land had to be fought repeatedly to decide the outcome.

Blood flowed down the city walls, gathered into small streams, and spread on the land below the city.

In this fierce siege battle, the soul masters of both sides played an important role.

They moved freely on the battlefield, unleashing powerful martial arts skills and causing huge damage to the enemy.

Some soul masters can control fire and ignite the enemy’s ladders, engulfing the enemy in a sea of ​​fire; some soul masters can summon powerful shields to protect their comrades from enemy attacks; and some soul masters can use mental skills to interfere with the enemy’s thinking and plunge them into chaos.

However, as the battle continued to escalate, the soul masters on both sides gradually became exhausted.

Their soul power was constantly being consumed, and the power of their skills was getting weaker and weaker. Moreover, in this cruel war, many soul masters were seriously injured or even lost their lives.

Their bodies were scattered on the battlefield, becoming another tragic testimony of this war.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a mysterious force quietly appeared at the edge of the battlefield.

They were dressed in black robes and wore black masks on their faces, so their faces could not be seen clearly. Their figures were looming in the smoke and flames of war, like messengers from hell.

Their movements were quick and agile, without making any sound, like ghosts.

The emergence of this mysterious force made the situation on the battlefield even more confusing.

The emperor was overjoyed when he saw this. This was the powerful support that the Harik family had promised him, and it finally appeared!

The aristocratic family army was also extremely alert at this moment, but before they could react, this black-robed team rushed to the rear of the aristocratic family army, the weapons in their hands flashing with cold light, and instantly tore a big hole in the aristocratic family army’s defense line.

The aristocratic family army was suddenly thrown into chaos; they did not expect to be attacked from behind.

The soldiers panicked and fled in all directions, and their originally neat formation was completely disrupted.

Xu Su was horrified when he saw his army fell into chaos.

He quickly ordered part of the troops to return to defend against the attack of this mysterious force.

However, it was too late. The attack of this mysterious force was like a violent storm, unstoppable. They rushed through the camp of the aristocratic army as if they were in an empty space. Wherever they went, blood splattered and screams were heard.

Emperor Feng Xiaochen was overjoyed when he saw him refining the elixir. He knew this was a great opportunity to turn the tide of the war.

So he immediately ordered all the troops to take the opportunity to launch a counterattack. The emperor’s army rushed towards the aristocratic family army like a tiger descending from the mountain. Their morale was greatly boosted, and they wielded their weapons more vigorously, with every attack carrying the determination to kill.

Under attack from both sides by the Emperor’s army and the mysterious power, the aristocratic family army was completely trapped in despair.

Their soldiers fell one after another, and the blood dyed the entire battlefield red. Xu Su saw that the situation was hopeless and was filled with despair.

He knew that they had already lost the war, miserably.

He was unwilling to fail like this, so he waved the sword in his hand and rushed towards Emperor Feng Xiaochen, wanting to make a final struggle.

Feng Xiaochen saw Xu Su rushing over, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. He gently waved the scepter in his hand, and a powerful soul wave instantly enveloped Xu Su.

Xu Su only felt a huge force coming at him, and his body flew backwards involuntarily and fell heavily to the ground. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and despair.

“You lose, Xu Su.” Feng Xiaochen said coldly, “From now on, Sun Moon City will no longer be controlled by your families.”

Xu Su looked at Feng Xiaochen, wanting to say something, but he was no longer able to speak.

His life gradually faded away at this moment, and his eyes became empty and lifeless, as if at this moment he truly realized what a heavy price he had paid for power and desire.

With the fall of Xu Su, the aristocratic family army collapsed completely.

The soldiers dropped their weapons one after another and knelt down to surrender. This fierce battle around Sun Moon City finally ended with the victory of the emperor.

Feng Xiaochen was standing on the city wall at this moment, looking at the land baptized by war, and his heart was filled with ecstasy.

He finally wiped out the aristocratic family forces in Sun Moon City. He was finally no longer a puppet. He finally restored the imperial power!

However, just as he was overjoyed, a heavy battle report appeared in front of him. Suddenly the smile on his face disappeared, and it instantly became extremely ugly.

The report clearly showed that in this brutal war with the aristocratic families, the army that suffered the heaviest casualties was the one he had painstakingly built since he came to power.

On the other hand, the forces coming to support from the Harik family suffered minimal losses.

And there was that black-robed team that came from nowhere, moving freely on the battlefield like ghosts. Not only were they unscathed, but they also performed brilliantly in the battle.

A deep chill surged in Feng Xiaochen’s heart.

(End of this chapter)