Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming

Chapter 2239 - 1259: Night Attack on the City (Part 2)

Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming

Chapter 2239 - 1259: Night Attack on the City (Part 2)

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Chapter 2239: Chapter 1259: Night Attack on the City (Part 2)

Put these masked people in burlap sacks, stored them in the Storage Bag, instead of the warehouse in the space. I didn’t want them entering the space warehouse and having the Spiritual Energy dispel their Sleeping Drug, dirtying his space warehouse.

Solved this batch of black-clothed men.

The old General stepped out. The few soldiers who had just been killed were standing guard outside his tent.

These men, although gravely wounded and close to death, hadn’t fully died.

The old General felt it was a pity, and with a heavy heart, he mused that if there were medicines, it would allow them a breath and help them recover.

Though he was only musing, even with deities nearby, who knew if they had the ability? Did they have Pills? If such Pills existed, they would be Immortal Pills.

Even deities probably wouldn’t spare such Immortal Pills for mere mortals!

Were such Immortal Pills to be gifted to him, perhaps he wouldn’t bear to use them either.

However, as the old General muttered, Jiang Tang happened to hear and casually sent him a vial of Recovery Medicine.

Although this vial of Recovery Medicine was made from ordinary medicinal herbs, but herbs cultivated in his Primordial Treasure Spirit Field Space had absorbed Spiritual Energy.

A single Recovery Medicine taken by a regular person could snatch them back from the clutches of death.

The old General hadn’t anticipated that his words were truly heard by the deity, sensing that a jade bottle containing 100 Recovery Medicines appeared in the space warehouse.

He was elated and, without further ado, opened the jade bottle to quickly feed one pill each to the few severely wounded soldiers.

As the old General observed these gravely injured men eat that pill, the so-called Recovery Medicine genuinely seemed to revive the soldiers who had previously spat blood and appeared dead, restoring their vigor.

It seemed their previous blood loss and bleeding wounds were illusions, for their wounds had clotted and scabbed.

Even internal injuries had subtly healed.

The Recovery Medicine gifted by Jiang Tang was certainly the best. After all, his Pills were stronger than top-grade Pills, able to refine Immortal Pills.

Ordinary herbal Pills refined in his hands would be just as potent as Immortal Pills.

In the deep night, Jiang Tang’s Flying Treasure was still broadcasting that drama series.

He, as always, hosted a late-night live stream once a day.

The broadcast backdrop was precisely that drama series.

Jiang Tang didn’t personally live stream today but had a few Elf Beauties from the Primordial Treasure Spirit Field Space collaborate on the broadcast.

Some tasks were already arranged, letting Divine Beasts or these Elf Beauties handle them.

In the deep night, Jiang Tang didn’t need to cultivate but spent time with his wife and her unborn child.

His wives’ abilities weren’t strong enough, and due to pregnancy, while others grew stronger, their energy and nourishment were absorbed by the child.

He needed to compensate these wives, empowering them as well.

While the Elf Beauties were on tasks, Jiang Tang occasionally spoke a few words.

After all, in live broadcasts, he initially needed to open portals to various realms, allowing wishers to participate in the wishing process.

Not remain in one place all the time.

Jiang Tang also watched the drama, only to discover new plot developments.

The drama depicted another country attacking the city at night.

The old General, within the tent, among numerous commanders, arranged a batch, sending some out.

Though their descendants led only a few, wielding powerful explosives, one could defeat a thousand.

The opponent merely rammed the city gate or climbed ladders.

The old General dispatched some to brace the gate from inside the city gates, others patrolling the interior streets, and some observing the battle.

Another group was sleeping, for those fighting at night would be exhausted by day, so the rested ones could substitute then.

The old General was mobilizing troops and dispatching generals, also asking generals and soldiers if they knew who the masked men were, their names, and feigning tasks for them.

Others had no clue about the black-clothed men’s actions. The soldiers on guard healed and changed clothes, ordered by the old General to remain silent.

Now the old General asked where they were?

If they didn’t appear, they were evading, deserting, and if the old General didn’t release them, their reputation would be tainted.

The old General wanted precisely this effect.

The city gates were moved.

Explosions were heard here too.

The streets in the city turned chaotic.

Some went for assassination, targeting the General’s Mansion.

However, earlier, the General’s son had set traps, capturing these men.

That night, flames blazed incredibly outside the city.

The interior was also chaotic.

People were too frightened to sleep.

Picking valuable items, they considered fleeing, thinking they would use any available weapon to resist if enemies attacked.

The enemies hadn’t come for the kill yet, but the explosion sounds had everyone flustered.

The chaos on the streets was naturally caused by those lodging at specific places emerging to create havoc.

As they caused trouble, patrolling personnel were sent to fight them.

The entire area was under control.

As for the General’s Mansion, as the General’s son had been assigned protective duties secretly before, precautions were in place.

The family members had all taken Power Pills, except for maids and servants. They weren’t using cheats.

In the General’s Mansion, everyone over three years old had consumed Power Pills.

When danger struck, the hidden General captured the intruding black-clothed men with subordinates.

Killed those beyond saving, for they didn’t need so many villains alive.

The so-called black-clothed men were masked, perhaps acquaintances; a few were kept.

The General’s Mansion reeked of blood, smelled of it.

Those inside were aware of certain matters; only the uninformed were slightly panicked.

Yet residing at the border, they had danger-avoidance instincts.

Upon hearing disturbance, they all hid.

Feigning sleep in the dark, they quietly observed.

Luckily, they prepared well, those same, so-called masked men were captured by the descending figure, held in the General’s Mansion’s underground building.

Not the time for interrogation; their masks were removed, revealing known faces. But these were insignificant individuals within the city.

Unexpectedly, these individuals colluded with foreigners or were foreign themselves.

Otherwise, why the chaos?

The first to act weren’t others in the city but the General’s Mansion.

Likely aiming to kidnap hostages here and then set fire to the General’s Mansion.

They initially stirred up chaos inside the city, instigating disorder, and leading to hectic situations everywhere.

The military probably began taking action too. Yet, enemies had their plans neatly set, but things wouldn’t unfold as they assumed.

The black-clothed men taken to the underground building were hamstrung, rendered useless, even Yu Zhihao was a cripple.

Being injured, they could not escape.

For now, let them stay in the dungeon.

The General stationed two guards here, leading another group out.

Firelights appeared in certain street areas as disruptive elements set some houses on fire.

However, those tasked with patrolling helped quickly extinguish flames.

That night guaranteed explosions and uproar, keeping everyone awake.

The old General’s tent remained lit, waiting for messages continuously.

Until dawn when explosions ceased.

Those dispatched and those resting switched duties.

During the day, his descendants rotated in standing watch.

On the city wall, the old General now appeared, seeing below numerous craters from explosives and grenades.

Everywhere blood and flesh.

Of course, there were plenty of arrows, for those fearless climbers attempting to ascend ladders, the ones below shot arrows aiming at climbers.

The ladder climbers failed to reach the top, meeting grenade explosions, causing their deaths and destroyed ladders.

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