Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Chapter 403: Chapter 340: He Who Takes Xiao Mo’s Head Shall Be a Thousand Households Marquis

"Husband, we’re running out of food. We only have three days’ worth left..." his wife said, patting their sleeping daughter, her eyes filled with worry.

"Three days..." Carpenter Tang wiped his face. "We’ll just have to eat less for a while. The child can’t go hungry. I’ll go think of something, see if I can borrow some grain."

"Husband, in a situation like this, who would have any grain to spare...?"

His wife clutched the hem of her clothes tightly.

"The war has been going on for months. Before the Northern Wilderness Army even arrived, that dog of a City Lord of ours had already plundered us once. And the prices from those crooked merchants just got higher and higher every day.

And now, to top it all off, the Northern Wilderness Army has carted away all the grain merchants’ food. Even if we had a few silver taels, there’s nowhere to buy grain anymore.

The other families are no better off."

"Don’t worry, I’ll figure something out. You just take care of our daughter. We at least have three days’ worth of food. Think about those rich masters from before—they don’t even have food for today. Besides, I heard the Northern Wilderness Army is handing out grain and cooking porridge every day..."

"Pah! You actually believe what those officials say?" his wife spat. "They’re about to starve to death themselves! Handing out grain? As if something that good would ever happen!"

"Alright, alright, stop shouting. I’m going out to see a few of my friends."

Carpenter Tang put on his outer coat and left the house.

Walking through the city streets, Carpenter Tang’s mind was a tangled mess.

’I said I’d go find food, but where am I supposed to look?’

Just as Carpenter Tang was walking down the street,

He suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums. Soldiers of the Northern Wilderness Army were shouting all over the city: "Every day at noon and in the evening, grain will be distributed at ten locations, including in front of the South City Gate, the City Lord’s Mansion, and Qing Tea House on Tanghe Street!"

"Distributing grain?"

"Is the Northern Wilderness Army really going to hand out grain?"

"Who knows? Our old City Lord never handed out grain. Why would these enemy generals give us food?"

"Who cares!"

"Let’s go see!"

"Hurry, let’s go!"

Upon hearing the news, the city’s residents filed into the streets, heading for the nearest distribution points. Carpenter Tang also rushed home to get his wife and daughter.

Before noon, long lines had formed at every distribution point. Soldiers of the Northern Wilderness Army maintained order, handing out a token to each person to be exchanged for porridge.

Carpenter Tang figured the porridge from the Northern Wilderness Army would be thin and watery, possibly even mixed with bran and sand.

But that was still better than having nothing to eat.

But when it was his turn, he discovered the porridge was so thick you could stand a chopstick upright in it. It even tasted faintly of lard!

The lucky ones even found a few shreds of pork!

’This Northern Wilderness Army... they’re really feeding us common folk!’

Staring at the white porridge in his bowl, Carpenter Tang wondered if he was dreaming.

Even though it was only one bowl per person, they were doing it twice a day. If this continued, his family could at least survive!

"Hurry and eat! It’ll get cold!"

His wife, who had also gotten a bowl, said to her husband and daughter, her eyes filled with joy, all traces of her earlier despair gone.

"I’m not that hungry. You two eat more." Carpenter Tang poured half of the porridge from his bowl into theirs.

"BOOM!"

But just as Carpenter Tang and the others were squatting by the roadside sipping their porridge, a massive explosion erupted from the North City Gate!

On the walls of Yanmen Pass, the army of the Wei Kingdom had begun its assault.

Wei Kingdom soldiers swarmed up the battlements like a tide, but the Northern Wilderness Army slaughtered and repelled them all.

"Archers, fire!"

At Li Jing’s command, a storm of arrows rained down on the enemy army.

But the more they killed, the more soldiers from the Wei Kingdom army appeared, like an endless swarm of ants that could never be completely wiped out.

The pressure on the city walls mounted.

But at that moment,

The gates of Yanmen Pass swung open!

A man wearing an Asura Mask led fewer than nine thousand Snow-Trampling Dragon Cavalry charging into the enemy formation.

The white of the Snow-Trampling Horses mingled with the azure lightning crackling on the man’s long spear. Wherever he passed, soldiers of the Wei Kingdom exploded into a bloody mist.

The nine thousand Snow-Trampling Dragon Cavalry moved like a razor-sharp blade, cleaving the battlefield in two.

"Xiao Mo!" The Wei Kingdom’s general, Guo Xin, stared coldly at the masked man, his hand tightening around his saber. Amplified by his Spiritual Power, his voice boomed across the battlefield, "Whoever takes Xiao Mo’s head will be ennobled as a Thousand Households Marquis!"

"Is that all I’m worth?"

As Guo Xin’s voice faded, the Snow-Trampling Horse beneath Xiao Mo leaped forward, charging straight toward the center of the Wei Kingdom’s army!

At the same time, the sky above darkened. Ominous clouds gathered, and thunder began to rumble incessantly!

Lightning tore across the sky, illuminating the entire battlefield.

’This Xiao Mo... he actually dares to undergo his Tribulation Crossing on the battlefield? Is he insane?!’

Guo Xin stared blankly at the scene before him.

A battlefield was where Blood Qi was densest, and where karma was heaviest.

To attempt Crossing the Tribulation on a battlefield meant the Thunder Tribulation would be many times more powerful than usual!

The Tribulation Crosser would almost certainly die under the lightning!

But this Xiao Mo... he was actually doing it!

Xiao Mo slapped his palm against his Snow-Trampling Horse. The mount understood implicitly and galloped away from him.

Xiao Mo landed on the battlefield and plunged deep into the enemy’s ranks.

"RUMBLE!"

Bolt after bolt of lightning crashed down toward Xiao Mo.

Any soldier within a thirty-zhang radius of him was instantly vaporized into a bloody mist by the Thunder Tribulation.

Yet Xiao Mo, the very eye of the storm, seemed to ignore his own Thunder Tribulation as he continued to press forward through the army.

Watching Xiao Mo draw ever closer, Guo Xin broke out in a cold sweat. He knew that as the commanding general, he absolutely could not retreat; the blow to his army’s morale would be devastating.

However, Guo Xin also knew that if Xiao Mo came within twenty zhang, he would be caught in the middle of the Thunder Tribulation!

Finally, when Xiao Mo was just ten zhang away, Guo Xin retreated!

He spurred his warhorse, which possessed the bloodline of a Lu Shu, and fled to the rear.

"BOOM!"

With the crash of the final bolt of the Thunder Tribulation,

The thunderclouds in the sky dispersed, leaving only a torrential downpour.

"Hahaha, are all the generals of the Wei Kingdom such trash?"

Xiao Mo laughed as he watched Guo Xin.

His Snow-Trampling Horse galloped back toward him.

Xiao Mo grabbed the reins and vaulted onto its back.

Now in the Golden Core Realm, Xiao Mo didn’t pursue Guo Xin. Instead, he resumed leading the Snow-Trampling Dragon Cavalry as they cut a swath through the battlefield.

"Back to the city!"

When he felt they had done enough, Xiao Mo gave the order to return to the city. He once again covered the retreat alone, slaughtering all the enemy soldiers who surged forward.

"Brat! Don’t you dare run!"

A Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator charged at Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo wheeled around to meet the attack, utterly fearless.

After breaking through to the Golden Core Realm, Xiao Mo’s Godslaying Spear had reached a whole new level of power.

Fifty exchanges later, Xiao Mo’s spear pierced his opponent’s heart.

He pulled out a short blade, severed the man’s head, and just as the city gates were swinging shut, his Snow-Trampling Horse leaped through the gap.

After the chaos Xiao Mo had sown, the pressure on the city’s defenders was greatly relieved, while the Wei Kingdom army’s morale was shattered.

Guo Xin had no choice but to order a temporary halt to the assault.

Meanwhile, Xiao Mo hung the head of the Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator from the city wall, an act of supreme mockery.

"Damn it!" Guo Xin was so furious he slammed his helmet to the ground. He grabbed his Vice General by the collar and roared, "Where are the Immortal Realm and Ascension Realm Cultivators?! Where the hell did they go?! Why aren’t they here yet!"

"General... I-I don’t know..." the Vice General stammered, on the verge of tears. "Logically, the Tributors should have arrived by now. Maybe the Qin Kingdom got wind of our plans and sent their own Tributors to intercept them?"

"Motherfucker!"

Guo Xin threw the Vice General to the ground.

"Thirty days! No! Twenty days! We must breach the city within twenty days! Otherwise, if anything goes wrong with the Eleven Southern Cities, you and I will both be presenting our heads to His Majesty!"

...

「Bishui City.」

Xiao Shi stood on the battlefield, his gaze fixed ahead.

Before his eyes, man after man from the Northern Wilderness charged suicidally toward the city walls!

In his ears, there was nothing but the ceaseless roar of battle and the clash of steel!

In his nostrils, the overwhelming stench of blood hung thick in the air!

"Hahaha! Prince! Let’s have a little wager, your son and I. We’ll see whose city falls first—my Bishui City, or his Yanmen Pass!"

From atop the city walls, Xiahou Nan shouted down to Xiao Shi.

Xiao Shi’s expression remained calm as he gazed at the distant sky.

And beneath that distant sky, a young man sat upon a different city wall.

Though his body was covered in wounds and his skin was scorched black,

his eyes, as he looked out upon the army of hundreds of thousands, held nothing but utter contempt.