Alibuda Chronicles Part 1: Volume 5, Chapter 4

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Chapter Four: The city fell, and people perished.

The situation was truly dire. I didn't even have time to go back and tell Ah Xue before being forced to rush to the front lines.

Along the way, Katrina told me that the orcs had launched a sudden attack not long ago. Calling it a sneak attack was a bit strange, because they didn't stealthily attack; instead, they lit their lamps, roared angrily, and charged up the mountain with unstoppable force.

Even if the five lines of defense at the western pass remained intact, they probably couldn't withstand the orcs' fierce onslaught. This time, the orcs' attack was different from before; the oppressive force and power were much stronger. Although the orcs were inherently brave and unstoppable on the battlefield, this time, they completely disregarded arrows, stones, and spears, charging forward with unstoppable force. As the enemy's swords struck them, their heavy fists also slammed into the enemy's bodies.

To put it more bluntly, in past attacks, when beautiful winged female warriors were taken prisoner, the orcs often disregarded the ongoing battle, blinded by their reproductive instincts, and began to rape them on the spot. But this time was different. The orcs ignored the wounded and fallen female warriors who were likely to be captured, trampling them over as they fought with bloodshot eyes. When

an army is so frenzied and enraged, nothing in the world can stop them. Four of the winged tribe's five lines of defense were breached in an instant, and the last one was on the verge of collapse. If it weren't for Fang Qingshu's timely arrival, the orc army would have broken through all the defenses and besieged the city.

"The three-day truce hasn't expired, why launch an attack? Are all four great orc races untrustworthy?"

With a leap, Fang Qingshu landed, sending several orcs flying. His voice boomed, carrying far and wide, even amidst the chaos of battle. However, no one gave him a direct answer. Several bear-like orcs wielding maces roared and charged forward, their momentum so overwhelming that Fang Qingshu could no longer hold back. With

a "whoosh," his longsword was drawn, flashing like a rainbow, rolling into a surging white wave beside Fang Qingshu. Any orc that touched this shimmering sword wave was instantly shredded into a bloody mist, and those who stood in its way were routed. The orc army's fierce attack was forced to a halt. However

, unlike last time, this battle lacked the assistance of the Neon sisters, and the orc army's morale was even stronger than before. No matter how strong Fang Qingshu's martial arts were, it would be difficult to turn the tide. While Fang Qingshu and Katrina were desperately blocking the enemy's attacks, we questioned the wounded and retreating winged female warriors about the whole incident.

From them, I roughly understood the situation. Originally, due to the truce agreement, their defenses were somewhat lax tonight. Unexpectedly, the orc army suddenly attacked, shouting revenge for the sneak attack. Their momentum was overwhelming; the Winged Clan's defenses were still incomplete, and everyone was exhausted. They couldn't withstand the enraged orc army's onslaught, suffering heavy casualties and their lines falling.

This news greatly surprised us. Orcs are known for their loyalty and keeping their promises. If they were betrayed and attacked, causing casualties, any orc race would erupt in fury, vowing to trample all despicable enemies. The problem is, the Winged Clan is currently suffering heavy losses. They haven't even had time to recover during this three-day truce; how could they possibly send someone to attack them?

Several of Katrina's confidants guaranteed that there was absolutely no such attack. If this is true, is some third force secretly plotting against them? Are they trying to instigate a war between the Zoroastrians and the Winged Clan to profit from it?

For some reason, the words "Black Dragon Society" flashed through my mind, and I seemed to see the same doubt in Mao Yan'an's eyes.

"You think the same way I do, right? If the person who attacked Ni Yatou was really Gui Meixi, then the person who attacked the Fire Worship Cult might also be her..."

"Who cares about that, uncle? It's chaotic right now, and your martial arts aren't good. Are you here to die?"

"Don't say that. I'm trying my best to help. My martial arts aren't good, and I'm not very strong, but even if I can't drag the whole wounded, I can still drag half a corpse. At least I can help collect the body. I'm not completely useless." "That's hilarious.

So many people have died. You're all alone. Who are you planning to collect the body for?"

"You."

"...Can you give me a more unexpected answer?"

Telling jokes in such a critical moment would definitely make the two of us men think we're crazy. However, without these third-rate jokes to keep things light, the excessive tension would have already driven us to the brink of collapse, making it impossible to make calm judgments.

Although it was a little late, as long as we made good use of this intelligence, we still had a chance to stop the war and avoid immediate defeat.

"Hey, Fang Qingshu, I'm telling you..."

The fourth-level power came in handy at this moment. I shouted loudly, telling Fang Qingshu what I had just heard, because only he could simultaneously subdue both sides. After telling him the intelligence, the subsequent judgment was up to him.

Fang Qingshu brandished his longsword, having heard all the news of someone instigating the war. This wave of attacks was too strong, and everyone was fearless, vowing to avenge their fallen kin. Under such pressure, even with his superb martial arts, he could hardly hold on. Although he was unharmed, sweat beaded on his forehead as he slowly retreated.

If he had shouted loudly to make the orcs stop, it might have been a good tactic. However, before Fang Qingshu could make a move, a loud bang made us turn around to look.

It wasn't very clear, but you could roughly see that fires were burning in the direction of Skeva City, and a great commotion was taking place. Clearly, someone was burning, killing, and destroying things there, and several pillars of fire were shooting straight up. Judging from the situation, they were most likely powerful beast demons of level five or higher, unleashing their power.

"Damn it! We forgot about the other cliff!"

In our haste to reach the mountain pass to provide reinforcements, we forgot about the weakness of the cliff on the other side. Because we were still in a truce, our defenses were lax; we only sent about ten men to patrol that side. Neon and the other two were still recovering from their injuries, and we had concentrated our main force at the western mountain pass. As soon as the enemy climbed up the cliff, we immediately launched a direct attack on Skeva City.

With our base on the verge of falling, our morale was extremely low, while the enemy's morale was soaring, fueled by a frenzied fighting spirit. They roared as they attacked, and it seemed that this fifth line of defense was about to fall.

"Everyone, stop!"

Still clinging to the last glimmer of hope for peace, Fang Qingshu shouted, his voice deafening everyone.

"I..."

Just before we could finish speaking, a cold, sharp blade of light, like a crescent moon, flashed across his body.

Fang Qingshu stared in disbelief at his chest and abdomen, while I was jolted awake by the light, remembering a similar flash of cold light over a year ago in Nalivia, when it had killed the vixen Bai Shuqing with a single blow.

"Ghostly Evening!"

I shouted, and a torrent of blood erupted from Fang Qingshu's chest and abdomen. This prized disciple of the Palace of Light had been severely wounded by the chief assassin under the Black Dragon King. The

nearby Feathered Clan warriors screamed, and I was horrified. In this chaos, if this pillar of strength collapsed, where would we find a safe place to hide?

As we were in disarray, another flash of cold light erupted, a snow-white blade of light slashing straight for Fang Qingshu's neck, aiming to take advantage of his already weakened state and finish him off.

"Clang!"

But this time, things didn't go so smoothly. The blade's rainbow dimmed halfway, blocked by another weapon, unable to advance further. Fang Qingshu remained calm in the face of danger, relying on his own strength to protect his life.

And we could clearly see that the opponent was a girl wearing the armor of a winged female warrior, but whose face was covered by long hair. Her full and proud body curves vaguely resembled the stunning beauty she had seen in Nalivia.

"Whoosh!"

The sword light shone brighter, and Fang Qingshu, disregarding his severe injuries, launched a fierce counterattack. Along with his sword light, he unleashed the authentic divine sword of the Cihang Jingdian Palace, along with a seventh-level power capable of overwhelming the entire arena.

That's right, it was the same level of power he had used against Tianhe Xueqiong that day, the seventh-level power to slay dragons and split mountains. The moment it was unleashed, the originally bright sword light flashed into a fierce red light, severing Gui Meixi's Japanese sword. With a muffled groan, it injured the elusive female ninja, causing her to cough up blood. With a flash, she disappeared into the crowd.

"Go! Everyone retreat!"

Unable to maintain his usual refined and elegant demeanor, Fang Qingshu roared, his hair disheveled, ordering everyone to abandon the place. Seeing his left hand clutching his lower abdomen, emitting a faint white light as he used healing spells to treat his injuries, yet blood continued to flow, staining most of his white robes, it was clear his injuries were extremely severe; without immediate treatment, his life might be in danger.

"Hey, Brother Fang, you..."

"Don't distract me, let's go! All of us, let's go!"

Having received many favors from him, and sharing a common hatred, I was a little worried about Fang Qingshu's injuries. After all, if he fell now, we might all be killed with him.

However, compared to me, another guy seemed quite heartless. After all, he had once been Fang Qingshu's teacher, and should at least show some concern for his disciple in trouble. But upon hearing Fang Qingshu shout for retreat, Mao Yan'an actually turned and ran, shouting as he ran,

"Qingshu, your teacher knows your martial arts are unparalleled. Don't be shy, just slaughter these orcs! Your teacher is incompetent, I'm leaving first! La la la!"

You wouldn't guess he was a weak scholar; the uncle's speed in fleeing was truly frightening. He knocked aside the winged female warriors blocking his way and disappeared in a few moments. As an observer, I almost laughed, but I wondered what Fang Qingshu, left behind, was thinking.

In all our years of fighting, I'd never seen Fang Qingshu so battered and bruised. Even in his disheveled state, the force of his sword strikes remained sharp and powerful, sweeping out to within seven feet. Under the full force of his seventh-level power, the beastmen couldn't even get close; the moment they entered the range of his sword energy, they were instantly sliced to pieces.

The beastmen were strong and muscular, and had mastered the protective techniques of the Beast King's Fist. When fighting humans, unless using heavy weapons like crossbows, they could usually withstand three to five cuts before sustaining minor injuries. But now, under Fang Qingshu's sword energy, they had no ability to resist. Anyone who got close was immediately severed into several pieces by his sword energy, their corpses strewn across the ground like cut weeds.

The seventh-level power, which Tianhe Xueqiong had used to slaughter a pure-blooded dragon, was perhaps unmatched in the Fire Worshiping Cult except for the Beast Venerable. How could these beastmen possibly stand a chance?

However, compared to Tianhe Xueqiong, Fang Qingshu's cultivation was clearly insufficient. Although his seventh-level power was strong, it was noticeably lacking in stamina, indicating that he had only recently entered this realm and had not yet fully mastered or controlled this formidable power. He was only using it recklessly in this desperate situation.

Under Fang Qingshu's single-handed attack, the beastmen suffered heavy casualties, but their inherently ferocious nature prevented them from retreating. Instead, fueled by the sight of blood, they charged forward relentlessly. Compared to Fang Qingshu's gradual exhaustion and profuse bleeding, and the beastmen's ferocious attack over the corpses of their comrades, it was clear that Fang Qingshu wouldn't last much longer.

"Go! Don't waste their efforts, go back to Skeva Goro City to defend it!"

Katrina made the right decision. Taking advantage of Fang Qingshu's assistance in covering the rear, she led all her people away, heading back to Skeva Goro City, hoping to return before the enemy breached the city and hold it.

I naturally followed them, but as I ran, I was also planning my escape. However, if I ran away alone, what would happen to Ah Xue, who was still inside the city? If the city fell, how could she survive in the chaos? Even with Violet by her side, that leopard wasn't necessarily a safe haven. The

more I thought about it, the more confused I became, but in the end, these things were still beyond my control. My only option was to run back to the city as quickly as possible and seize the initiative.

Before reaching the city walls, the enemy was already attacking. One of the five towers had already fallen, and we immediately joined the battle. The situation was extremely strange: some of the Feather Clan female warriors were trapped inside the city, attacked from the outside by the Zoroastrian assault team; further out were our forces, and behind us, the Zoroastrian army was poised to strike at any moment. No matter which part of the inner circle was in a favorable position, a single misstep could result in a pincer attack and total annihilation.

"Eliminate the enemy!"

Katrina gave the order, but carrying it out was easier said than done. After numerous battles, the Feather Clan female warriors were exhausted, and facing dire circumstances, their morale was low. Although everyone obeyed and launched attacks, the actual results were minimal.

We could vaguely see Yu Ni and Yu Hong within the city. This was understandable; if they didn't fight, there were no other skilled fighters left in the city. However, considering their injuries, perhaps the two sisters were using techniques to suppress their injuries in a desperate fight against the enemy.

However, I didn't see Xue, or even Violet, which was truly worrying.

There was no other way but to coordinate with Katrina's attack. Aside from Fang Qingshu and Neon, Katrina was the strongest on our side. Her fiery eagle was practically invincible in clearing out the orcs, but due to the sheer number of enemies and the weakened power of the beast demons caused by her own exhaustion, her achievements were limited.

That's when it was our turn to step in. While Katrina was the only truly skilled member of the Feathered Clan, there were quite a few fourth-level experts equivalent to full-fledged knights and mages; otherwise, how could they have held out against the Zoroastrian army for so long? Now, with everyone united, they were indeed putting considerable pressure on the orcs.

At this moment, I was truly grateful to Phoenix. If I hadn't mastered the Beast King Fist to the fourth level and gained fourth-level power, I would certainly be dead with my original meager martial arts skills. With sufficient power, I was able to display my prowess amidst the chaos. With just four consecutive strikes from my Vajra Ape Arm, I could blast a bloody hole in the burly torso of those strong, muscular men.

Of course, under normal circumstances, the moment I unleashed my first strike, the orcs, in pain, would retaliate by smashing my head with their claws, giving me no chance to withstand the fourth strike. So, at this time, divine weapons were crucial.

With the full support of my arm strength, Hyakkimaru's sharpness was like cutting through mud, slicing through these orcs two or three times my size as easily as slicing melons and vegetables. In the chaos, besides Katrina, I was probably the most imposing one.

"Chieftain, I'll hold off the enemy for you. You unleash your full power with Beast Demon. Don't waste time,"

I suggested to Katrina as I approached her, assessing the situation. Katrina naturally had no reason to object. With my protection, she didn't need to be distracted and could focus on casting her Beast Demon spell. The flames on the fiery eagle burned even brighter, as if it were alive, engulfing everything in its path in a sea of fire. Against those hairy, tough orcs, fire was an excellent tactic.

However, our disadvantages remained unchanged. Orc soldiers were gradually approaching from the rear. Clearly, Fang Qingshu could no longer carry out the rearguard action. At this rate, before we could break through the enemy's lines, the surging enemy from behind would be enough to attack us from both sides, wiping us out.

If we could break through the orc blockade and return to Skeva's City to join forces with the remaining Feathered Clan, there might be a glimmer of hope. But considering the enemy's strength and our speed of advance, this tactic was unlikely to succeed.

"Chief, the situation is not good. If this continues, we will definitely be the first to perish. You'd better start making contingency plans."

"What plans?"

Having never actually led troops before, Katrina's shock only made me more pessimistic about the current situation. The orcish forces ahead were not only numerous, but judging from the swarms of beastmen closest to the city walls, there must be a level 5 expert commanding them, perhaps even Natasha, the snake-bodied beauty, personally leading them. Even if we got close, we wouldn't fare well. Once the pincer attack was complete, the winged people inside the city could at least hold out for a while, but we, the isolated army with no cover, would surely be the first to perish.

Clearly, we couldn't hold out any longer; the best idea was to escape before the pincer attack materialized. With the enemy behind us not yet surrounding us, and the powerful foe in front launching a full-scale assault, our chances of survival were high.

"No, we absolutely cannot abandon our compatriots inside. If we scatter like this, the winged race is finished."

"If you stubbornly hold out here, the winged race will truly be doomed."

I said these words, but I knew it was useless. "A merciful general cannot command an army," which is why there have been few female military strategists throughout history, and also why the Dragon Girl is so rare. It encompasses not only endurance in the face of harsh battles but also the decisiveness to make sacrifices at crucial moments.

For example, right now, deciding what to do is a huge problem. Perhaps Katrina agrees with me to some extent, but as the clan leader, she has her responsibilities and moral obligations. She must set these aside and make the right judgment, which cannot be decided solely by reason.

Sigh, the number of life-or-death situations I've faced these past few days might exceed the total number I've experienced in the past. With so many times I've been forced into

situations against my will, I've also said more truthful things I shouldn't have, which greatly violates my principles. The Dragon Girl has really found me a good job… I originally wanted to stall for time, shake off Katrina, and find a chance to escape, but the situation has repeatedly spiraled out of my control.

"Roar!"

A deafening roar echoed, and vibrant crimson flames soared into the sky, turning the dark sky above the city into a fiery sunset. The protective barrier around the city cracked with a deafening roar, revealing a gigantic, four-foot-tall sub-dragon stretching its neck and swishing its tail, its scales reflecting the firelight—a truly majestic sight.

"What is this?"

"It's the Fiery Sub-Dragon, the exclusive beast demon of the Serpent Clan priests."

Katrina, having fought the Fire Worship Cult many times, naturally recognized their powerful beast demon. I, however, was nearly paralyzed with fear. The power of its flames and its enormous size clearly indicated that its power was at least level five, perhaps even level six. Apart from Fang Qingshu, who dared claim victory was assured? If we were to clash head-on with it, I think…

I was already worried, but the situation became even more unfavorable for us. A fierce battle cry erupted from the rear as hundreds of orcs charged forward. Just seeing this, it was clear that Fang Qingshu, who was covering the rear, was doomed. If attacked from both sides, we, sandwiched in the middle, would all perish together.

"Attack forward!"

Katrina's order was correct, but it only delayed our fate a little longer. The winged female warriors at the rear immediately collapsed with screams, kicked and crushed by the enemy.

On the city side, Yu Ni and Yu Hong had to split up to hold off the dragon to prevent too many casualties. However, despite their simultaneous arrow fire, their injuries prevented them from inflicting any damage on the dragon. Instead, they were forced backward by its flames, their movements sluggish and clumsy, far less agile than before.

Unsurprisingly, with her injuries still healing and the burning pain in her blood, Yu Ni could barely get out of bed; as for Yu Hong, the slash that Ghostly Evening had inflicted on her calf must have left her in excruciating pain. Their movements were sluggish, and the combined power of their attacks was halved. Against a beast demon of this caliber, they were probably...

Sure enough, in no time at all, the Blazing Flame Dragon cornered them. As the two sisters desperately tried to block the flames, its massive tail swept them away, and they plummeted to the ground, disappearing without a trace. I hoped for divine intervention; otherwise, if they had fallen into Natasha's hands, then...

The defeat of the Neon Sisters would have been a severe blow to our already dwindling morale. But before I could say anything, a horrifying sight made me scream.

The Great Sun Mirror, one of the Seven Sacred Artifacts of Creation and a treasure of the Feathered Clan, which had been placed in the center of Skeva's City, had actually moved and was hurtling towards the Blazing Flame Dragon.

A behemoth like the Great Sun Mirror wouldn't grow legs on its own, and the only one in the entire Southern Barbarian Lands capable of moving it at this speed was probably Ah Xue. This silly girl actually tied a red ribbon around her forehead, ran wildly, hoisted the base of the Great Sun Mirror onto her shoulder, and dodged through the flames several times. She even managed to leap high into the air, using the Great Sun Mirror as a weapon to smash it at the dragon.

The Blazing Dragon spewed out high-temperature flames, and at close range, the power was even more unbearable. But perhaps Ah Xue had taken this into account, before the high-temperature blood flames attacked, the Great Sun Mirror suddenly produced a dazzling net of light, like sunlight, absorbing all the flames that were spewed out, transforming into a large ball of light, bursting with incomparable brightness, and crashing down on the dragon. With a loud

"BOOM!"

, the intense light and strong wind swept in all directions, and sand and dust filled the sky. Many of the orcs in the inner circle were even blown into the air by the strong wind. I used all my strength, but I still swayed and almost flew into the sky with them.

The terrifying storm raged for a while until everything calmed down. I looked ahead and saw that several city walls had collapsed, and the orc assault teams besieging the walls had large gaps in their ranks. The menacing, fiery wyvern was gone, leaving only a desolate, post-apocalyptic landscape…

And naturally, I couldn't find the person I cared about most.

Worried and anxious, I couldn't help but shout,

"Ah Xue!"

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