Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 833 - 691: I Can Still Hold on for 3 Months_2

Chapter 833: Chapter 691: I Can Still Hold on for 3 Months_2

As time passed, the variety of artillery that the defenders of Xiangyang could use became less and less. Even the "counterweight catapults" hidden behind the city walls were not spared, collapsing one after another under the bombardment of several heavy mortars from the Jin Army.

Outside the three sides of the city walls, high platforms were also gradually erected. These platforms, generally two to three zhang taller than the city walls, allowed the Jin Army’s archers and musketeers to attack the city walls from a commanding height.

And in this slightly tedious offense and defense, two months had already slipped away.

At this point, Li Xuan’s attention was no longer on this battle.

He even reduced the frequency of his patrols around the armies half a month ago, shifting some of his focus to his own cultivation.

Li Xuan was trying to amalgamate many cultivation techniques he practiced, such as "Hunyuan Celestial Scripture," "Frozen Blade," "Cold Breath Fierce Palm," "Vast Intent Overlord Tripod," "Bixue Leique Sword," "Huandian Knife," "Dongxuan Jingshenzhi," "Unsettling Divine Thunder," "Liuhe Zhuxian Sword Diagram," and so on, into one.

While these cultivation techniques brought Li Xuan immense fighting power, they also made his learning increasingly complex and difficult to manage.

Li Xuan realized if he wanted to take his Martial Law comprehension to the next level, he not only needed to have his own "Wendao," with self-created pivotal movements, but also to "subtract" in Martial Law, to discard the dregs and extract the essence.

In this regard, Li Xuan also had advantages that others did not possess.

He had something equivalent to god-level Wuyi, Liuli Haoqi, and his Zhenyuan Gang Qi had also reached the heavenly level, enough to allow him to overlook trivial matters and create his own fundamental techniques.

It would be best if he could combine these many techniques into two or three kinds for the convenience of his future cultivation.

Li Xuan’s progress was quite good, having studied extensively and put his knowledge into practice.

The character "Li" (principle) in his Shenpo was growing larger, like a wheel. Especially after Li Xuan reached the tenth house level of cultivation, this "Li" had acquired a new function.

It could follow Li Xuan’s Divine Consciousness to analyze and calculate everything.

Especially when Li Xuan incorporated some of the mathematical formulas and geometric theorems he understood from his previous life.

It was like a supercomputer that could analyze all the natural mysteries of the universe and compute all the true wonders of Martial Law in the human world.

It was only now that Li Xuan, busy with military and political duties, could not afford to dedicate much time to focusing on Martial Law.

His longing for the ability to divide his body into separate entities wasn’t just because a few girls left him stretched thin.

Sometimes, Li Xuan genuinely envied Shaofu Yu Jie, who truly had extraordinary talents.

In addition to handling numerous political duties, Yu Jie’s Hao Qi could transform and surge at an astonishing speed.

In fact, Li Xuan knew that Yu Jie’s HaoYi was valued for being "pure" and "focused," something he could not learn at the moment.

Li Xuan wanted too much, and thus his energy was scattered into countless fragments.

It was in the beginning of July that Master Zhongliu, who had been absent for some time, came again.

He still communicated with Li Xuan through Divine Consciousness outside the camp.

"My side is fully prepared, just waiting for the order from Prince Fenyang. I wonder how ready Prince Fenyang’s side is?"

Li Xuan immediately lifted his brows and eyes slightly and stepped out of his military tent.

He gazed into the distance at the Xiangyang City walls, which had been bombed into a pitted mess by various artillery, and his lips gradually curled into a cold sneer, "Everything has been ready for a long time, just waiting for your east wind, Master!"

After today, the battle strategy that relies on city walls for defense should come to an end—

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"No matter what, Xiangyang must hold out for another three months!"

Meanwhile, within the gate tower of the eastern city of Xiangyang, Dasiming was scrutinizing some talismanic messages that had been gathered in her presence by lamplight, "In three months, the situation across the world will definitely be vastly different from now!"

Although Dasiming wore a bronze mask, preventing anyone from observing her facial expressions,

the people around her still sensed a note of pleasure in her words.

This was because after the siege of Xiangyang entered July, three welcome changes had occurred to the north and south of the Yangtze River.

One was in Shaanxi, where Yu Jianshen, relying on Xi’an City, had built a complete line of defense stretching over three hundred miles.

Another was the Luchuan Tu Division, whose leader, ’Si Renfa’, had finally licked his wounds and began to mobilize troops northward to attempt to recover lost territory.

But this person was old and extremely cunning, adopting a nibbling strategy. Although there had been a few clashes with the Jin Army in Yunnan, it hadn’t reached the stage of full-scale warfare.

Another change was related to Jinque Palace’s preparations to support several forces.

The shock that Prince Fenyang had given the world by subduing Prince Ning’s domain in two days was gradually subsiding.

The dragons and mangs lurking in the Jianghu were also starting to raise their heads.

Lord of Baihu Palace, Shi Tianze, slightly nodded upon hearing the words, "Three months? I will do my utmost."

He estimated that the city walls here could hold out for another month or so.

With the aid of those Hidden Soldier Caves behind the city walls, they could handle the Jin Army’s artillery and firearms.

Next would be street fighting and the inner city of Xiangyang, where they were remodeling the neighborhood houses to ensure that every street would become a meat grinder.

Dasiming had no doubt about Shi Tianze’s military capability.

But now, she noticed that Yu Qiyong, the son of Prince Xiang, had a pale complexion, and his brows harbored an air of worry and unpredictability.

Dasiming knew the reason at a glance. After considering, she spoke in a gentle and soft tone to comfort him, "Princely Heir, be at ease. The battle of Xiangyang greatly benefits Jinque Palace, which can resolve chaos, correct the mandate of heaven, and accrue vast merit.

Afterwards, this Palace will definitely reward you handsomely! If you wish to contend for the world in the future, Jinque Palace will surely assist you with all its might; if you wish to retire from public life, not only can the lineage of Prince Xiang be preserved, but there will always be a place for you in Jinque Palace. This Palace will surely help you attain longevity and comprehend Wendao, and achieve the heavenly level."

She thought that the battle of Xiangyang could not go on without the cooperation of the son of Prince Xiang, and it was necessary to comfort him properly.

Yu Qiyong’s expression relaxed immediately, and a faint smile surfaced on his face, "Given the current situation, where do I have any thoughts of contending for supremacy? To live a long and carefree life within Jinque Palace is enough for me. However, I’d like the Palace Master to promise me one thing—that Li Xuan—"

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, "On the day that Prince Yi clears the chaos and ascends to the throne, please allow me to personally execute the punishment, to flay that bastard a thousand times over, to completely exterminate the sincerity and the entire Li Family, in order to vent the hatred in my heart!"

Dasiming’s eyes slightly raised, hearing the deep-seated resentment in Yu Qiyong’s words.

But suddenly her expression froze, and she looked to the outside of the tower in utter astonishment. She noticed that the Jin Army’s camp gates were booming open, and large numbers of soldiers and horses were surging out from various encampments.

Dasiming couldn’t help but exchange a bewildered look with the Lord of Baihu Palace. They both wondered, why were the Jin Army’s forces fully deployed in the dead of night? What could they possibly intend?