How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space-Chapter 687: Don’t Make Yourself Sound So Noble

Chapter 687: Chapter 687: Don’t Make Yourself Sound So Noble

Yan Huan Yu gave Lin Shiyao a distant salute. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"I never promised to attack the Great Tang with you."

After saying this, Yan Huan Yu left with his men.

The soldiers from Da Zheng and the Southern Border were shaken by Yan Huan Yu’s departure, causing their morale to waver, and they even lost the desire to fight.

Some soldiers were also starting to give up the idea of fighting.

When Lin Shiyao saw this, she was almost furious to the point of madness.

But she had no choice but to fight.

This battle heavily relied on momentum, and if that momentum was lost, then no matter how many people there were, it would be in vain.

After a day and night of fighting, the spirit of Da Zheng’s people was completely worn down.

Their individual combat skills were already weaker than the Great Tang’s, and their weapons were inferior too.

At the first clash, their swords were already broken by the Great Tang soldiers’ blades. If not for their numerical advantage, they wouldn’t even stand a chance.

During the retreat, Great Tang’s soldiers continued to pursue and kill the soldiers of Da Zheng and the Southern Border.

Some soldiers at the back discarded their helmets and armor, and Great Tang successfully seized another batch of spoils.

Then there were the catapults that the soldiers seemed to overlook, intentionally or otherwise.

It wasn’t that no one wanted to push the catapults away, but any soldier who touched them ended up with their head blown off.

If a Corpse Puppet tried to push it, a barrage of earth bombs would be thrown.

The catapults were confiscated, and at the same time, the city walls’ construction accelerated.

By the time the next battle came, the morale of Lin Shiyao’s side was even weaker.

Especially when they saw the Great Tang people moving the catapults towards them, they were terrified.

The towering city walls, several tens of meters high, combined with tens of thousands of catapults, made it impossible to fight.

And the one commanding the catapults was none other than Tao Mingxuan.

Who didn’t know of him? He had studied military strategies from a young age and was adept at surprises and cunning tactics.

He arranged for the catapults to be launched when the enemy least expected it.

Every shot hit its mark.

However, Lin Shiyao noticed something; she discovered that those head-blasting weapons were a type of long firearms.

The bullets were incredibly powerful, with scattershot effects.

Not just those hit directly, but anyone nearby would be affected.

More importantly, these bullets seemed specifically designed against their Witchcraft Masters.

After all, if the head was gone, how could one make a Corpse Puppet?

Lin Shiyao was furious, wanting to find those hidden snipers, but they were well concealed and adept at finding cover.

To be honest, this was a group more professional and more stealthy than archers.

More importantly, their aim was precise, and their range was long, hitting the mark every time was an understatement.

Each shot landed squarely on a person’s head.

Lin Shiyao had no other choice and finally had to shout a retreat.

The soldiers, relieved, weren’t very eager during the battle, but retreated with great speed.

After these two encounters, the snipers returned to their ranks.

They wore some leaves and other camouflage materials on their heads, and Lin Yu, the leader, spoke.

"Empress, it seems we have been discovered by Lin Shiyao."

Pei Shu’er smiled and shook her head. "It’s fine, it was never my intention for you to remain completely hidden; it’s alright if they know you’re here."

Moreover, as long as the weapon was used, it would eventually be discovered.

Lin Shiyao was no fool; she simply hadn’t discovered these snipers due to the limitations of the era.

Now that she has, so be it. Anyway, Lin Shiyao isn’t capable of producing sniper rifles.

Not to mention, these sniper rifles have been modified by me.

These bullets were specially developed by Pei Shu’er for the Witchcraft Masters, with great lethality and range, ensuring that the Witchcraft Masters couldn’t reuse them.

Otherwise, with the enemy’s numbers, if they had Witchcraft Masters too, it wouldn’t ever end...

Moreover, during battles, the soldiers on the Great Tang side had been specially trained.

Whenever possible, they would either slash at the enemy’s neck or smash their heads.

The ultimate aim was to leave no heads intact.

It was a bit difficult, but it eliminated future worries.

Besides, with their sharp weapons, cutting through iron like mud, it wasn’t all that difficult.

In subsequent battles, no matter what Lin Shiyao tried, the defeat was inevitable, and they couldn’t turn things around.

Lin Shiyao was utterly confused, not knowing where the problem lay, or why, for no apparent reason, their side was losing so miserably.

Their tactics were no worse than Pei Shu’er’s.

But when Pei Shu’er brought up the cannons and made hand grenades, Lin Shiyao knew that if something wasn’t done, the defeat was certain.

The Southern Border had almost completely been mobilized, and she could only ask the Emperor of Zheng for more troops.

But the Emperor of Zheng was also a shrewd man.

"Holy Daughter, I am grateful for you saving my life back then, but for Da Zheng, this is already all the manpower we can spare."

Upon hearing this, Lin Shiyao understood the Emperor of Zheng’s thoughts.

She immediately laughed, "Oh? And if I say it’s absolutely necessary for your people to act?"

The Emperor of Zheng frowned upon hearing this.

"Don’t push it. We’ve already done our utmost and don’t intend to follow you to our deaths."

After saying this, the Emperor of Zheng started to leave.

Lin Shiyao’s smile twisted, "Such lofty words; you came to help me attack the Great Tang for its territory. Stop pretending to be so noble!"

Lin Shiyao’s voice was pleasant, yet still sent shivers down the Emperor of Zheng’s spine.

He was aware of Lin Shiyao’s methods and dared not linger, quickly heading outside.

But just as he reached the tent’s entrance, he stopped, then woodenly turned back to Lin Shiyao’s side.

Lin Shiyao laughed, "You wish to leave? Not without my consent."

Now, the Emperor of Zheng couldn’t control his own body, though he remained conscious.

He had long known of Lin Shiyao’s prowess with Gu Technique, so he had always been cautious.

Yet, somehow, he had still fallen prey to her Gu Technique.

Lin Shiyao laughed skyward, her beautiful face twisted.

"Weren’t you high and mighty before when cooperating with me? Try putting on airs now!"

Lin Shiyao’s lips curled into a mischievous smile.

"Now, bark like a dog for me."

Seeing the Emperor of Zheng’s eyes reddened with fury, yet unable to resist barking, made Lin Shiyao’s smile widen.

After all, with the Emperor of Zheng reduced to this, he could never act superior to her again.

"By the way, you’re curious, aren’t you? Wondering when I planted the Gu on you?"

The Emperor of Zheng stared intently at Lin Shiyao, utterly puzzled.

After all, he had always been careful with his diet.

He never touched or got close to Witchcraft Masters or Lin Shiyao, so how did he still get affected by the Gu?