Counter-Ambush (2) [Two-in-One]

Though he said they could leave Wei Shou alone, Wei Shou was one of their few high-level fighters. The rarer something was, the more precious it became.

He had still managed to earn special treatment from Chu Yao on that basis.

So the general watched helplessly as five Word Spirits—Wisdom, Trust, Benevolence, Courage, and Discipline—each flared with a different color before striking Wei Shou one by one. The two were locked in a struggle, nearly face-to-face. The general watched Wei Shou bare his back teeth in a grin and heard him bark, "You little bastard! Come die for your grandpa!"

Martial aura scraped against the air, and a sonic boom struck the general in the face. The rose-gold-trimmed pink battle-axe in Wei Shou's hands suddenly erupted with tremendous force. The general dodged in time, but the blow still grazed his earlobe. His ears rang, drowning out the battle cries.

The enemy soldiers nearby were the ones who drew the short straw.

The soldiers closest to them exploded from the inside out, shields of morale and flesh alike. Several muffled thuds rang out, and they became clouds of fine blood mist on the spot. The mist was so dense it could not even form a single intact organ. A moment later, the shockwave violently swept it away.

One soldier was caught off guard and splattered across the face.

He raised a hand and felt a sticky liquid.

Before the thought "What is this?" could even form in his mind, a boulder came crashing down from above, smashing through his morale shield and crushing his body beneath it. He had time to feel a brief flash of pain before his consciousness grew hazy and he breathed his last.

Boiling oil, flaming arrows, rolling stones...

They poured down on the soldiers from above