The protagonist committed numerous evil deeds.

Chapter 140 Half Moon (4)

"what!"

Asagao cried out in surprise, her eyes filled with disbelief.

No wonder! No wonder! Entering the Moon Palace was a near-death experience. If it were to assist His Highness in setting up the formation, the Feathered Spirit Army, with its greater number of demon hunters, would have been a more suitable choice.

It's not like we're fighting demons! If we want to fight, we can just charge at them.

Protect them? Can their shields withstand a single blow?

With the ability to fly on swords and set up barriers, the probability of the Feather Spirit Army surviving a day and escaping alive is not low.

But this mission was unfortunately assigned to them—the Northern Desert Iron Cavalry, who were mostly ordinary people.

When I heard the news, the higher-ups said nice things, saying that they had seen their progress and abilities in recent years, and that they should be given a chance to prove themselves.

Damn it! It's all bullshit, it was clearly all pre-planned!

By choosing them, the Soul-Repelling Formation can be successfully activated, and their deaths will be perfectly justified!

She was initially puzzled as to why her fourth brother would send half of their December's military supplies to Guigu! She even made a scene in the camp for a long time!

So he had anticipated that they would die here, which meant that future military supplies would be useless!

"Damn it! I knew Fourth Brother was biased!"

People around them were looking at them. Asagao suppressed her doubts, clenched her fists, and asked, "How did you know that?"

Wen Li stared straight at her, her voice low: "What do you care how I found out! If you want to live, listen to me now! We have to escape!"

"escape?"

Asagao glanced at the soldiers around her, then looked at Wenli with a tense expression: "Without His Highness's order, even if I tell them, they will not follow us to escape!"

"We came here for this Mid-Autumn Festival with the determination to die. There will be no deserters among the Iron Cavalry of the Northern Desert!"

Chaoyan calmed down and thought it over carefully. If 70,000 people could be exchanged for Yueban to kill the Ghost King, then Yunzhong and Danli would be much more peaceful in the future. No matter how you look at it, it would be a win.

Asagao looked at her comrades who were fighting bravely and said hesitantly, "If our deaths can bring back the Moon Half, what do the lives of 70,000 people matter?"

Seeing Chaoyan's stubborn expression, Wenli spoke again in a low voice: "Fine, you have guts! Then you can all die here. The Feather Spirit Army is still waiting behind. On the sixth day, when you've thrown this city into chaos and all the demons are watching closely ahead, they'll storm in, rescue the trapped people, and wipe out the escaped demons. With such a mighty and popular army like the Feather Spirit Army pressing down on us, who will remember your Northern Desert Cavalry?"

Feathered Spirit Army!

Asagao's heart skipped a beat again!

What business is it of theirs?!

Seeing that Chaoyan was somewhat relenting, Wenli continued, "With your deaths, it's hard to say whether the Northern Desert Cavalry will be able to recruit soldiers in the future, but the Feather Spirit Army's reputation will be even greater."

"In the future, the army stationed in Yueban will probably also be theirs."

"People will just say that the Northern cavalry were overestimating themselves and going to their deaths again..."

"Shut up!"

Asagao was so angry she could hardly breathe. To think she'd be doing all the work for the Feather Spirit Army—what a pipe dream!

Why?! Why are they the ones who get sent to their deaths again?!

Clearly! They did just as much as those with spiritual roots! But whenever the Feather Spirit Army got involved, people automatically attributed all the credit to them.

Sending someone to their death is acceptable, but making them a stepping stone for the Feather Spirit Army is not!

Does General Pei know about this?

Asagao glanced at Wenli and had already made up her mind.

"what do you want me to do?"

Seeing that Chaoyan agreed, Wenli said, "If you go over this wall and keep walking forward, you will find the Feather Spirit Army. I guess Liang Tian should be there too. Go and call her to take over for me to continue setting up the formation."

"This thing can be replaced? How much spiritual energy would that take?"

"And can I even get her to move?"

Thinking of Liang Tian, ​​Wen Li said, "She'll have a way! When you see her, just scold me for being stubborn, selfish, and running away halfway through setting up the formation. She'll come."

"Once you see the Feather Spirit Army, immediately send someone to find General Pei and bypass Yue Ban to stop the next group of people from entering the city."

Asagao nodded, then looked at Wenli: "Miss Wen, you're not going to try to persuade His Highness yourself, are you?"

Asagao expressed her doubts. Since her fourth brother had made this decision, it meant that he had gone through a lot of struggle. Now that a day had passed, it was basically impossible to change His Highness's mind.

"Get out of here! If you wait any longer, even more people will die!"

"Alright, Miss Wen, I'll leave this to you for now."

After giving instructions to her two subordinates, Asagao drew her grappling hook, glanced at the high city wall, and then looked at the densely packed demons outside the barrier.

Oh no, how am I supposed to escape?

Helpless, she could only find two big men to cover her as she went out.

The two rushed ahead, while she hid behind and used her grappling hook to scramble forward.

Before she could even turn back to check if the two soldiers had returned to the barrier, she flew up onto the city wall and saw a bird demon attacking her.

Asagao blocked the attack with her sword, then quickly jumped down.

Wen Li watched Chao Yan's figure disappear behind the city wall, her gaze falling on the two soldiers who had been overwhelmed by demons.

Two more died.

"Host, you..."

"Shut up!"

Si Xiaxia wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Wen Li as soon as she opened her mouth.

Wen Li closed her eyes, looking very calm, but no one knew what she was thinking.

Si Xiaxia deleted the original records one by one and then silently rewrote them.

This world is becoming increasingly out of control...

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The sky has completely darkened.

Even with her eyes closed, Wen Li could still sense the increasingly strong smell of blood around her, and the dwindling number of people around her.

The various sounds around her filled Wen Li's ears, making her increasingly irritable.

"You shorty who likes to court death, are you calling your grandpa to collect your corpse?"

The long-lost youthful voice rang in her ears, and Wen Li looked up.

With long, curly hair cascading down his back, deep-set features, dressed in men's clothing, and exuding a dashing and dissolute air, isn't this just Liang Tiantian, that self-righteous and self-deceiving fool?

Liang Tian stood on the city wall, surrounded by a protective barrier, making it difficult for demons to get close to her for a while.

"Idiot, get down here now! Otherwise..."

Wen Li pretended to sever the spell she was casting, leaving Liang Tiantian with no choice but to draw her sword and charge in.

As soon as the person entered, Wen Li's neck was grabbed.

"Shorty, you better behave yourself. This isn't some child's play you had in the capital!"

"Idiot, I don't have time to argue with you right now. I'm going out. If you can't find a way to set up the formation for me here, I can just run away and I don't care about the consequences."

"you!"

Liang Tiantian's hands clenched tighter and tighter, and Wen Li gradually began to have trouble breathing. But instead of being anxious, she smiled and the spiritual energy between her fingers gradually decreased.

Liang Tiantian glanced at him and immediately let go.

"I'll remember this debt. I'll definitely get it back from you after the Mid-Autumn Festival."

The formation needs to be changed halfway through setting it up. If it were an ordinary person, they naturally wouldn't be able to change it, but Liang Qi is someone who specializes in this kind of thing.

He sat cross-legged against Wenli, cast a spell with both hands, took out a thousand-year-old spirit pearl, and then took out a round magical artifact.

Looking at this thousand-year-old spiritual pearl, Liang Tiantian cursed Wen Li a few more times in her heart.

She felt uneasy leaving this spiritual pearl anywhere else; she only felt at ease when she carried it with her at all times. No one knew that she possessed such a treasure, which could save her life in a critical moment.

Damn it, how did this dwarf know she had such a thing?

She used it right away, and it broke her heart.

As the spirit orb gradually dissipated, the two switched positions in an instant.