The Tide Is About to Crush Us. If Any Are Willing to Die, Follow Me to Death!

As a transmigrator, and one who had read Douluo Continent, Dai Chengfeng—

With a single glance, he recognized that "youth" across from him, riding White Horse and wearing no armor...

She was the biological daughter of the current Pope of Martial Soul Hall, Bibi Dong; the granddaughter of the Grand Elder of Martial Soul Hall, Qian Daoliu; the future Angel God; that proud, love-addled young lady, Qian Renxue!

And at that moment, Dai Chengfeng finally understood.

"I remember that in the world of Douluo Continent, no one cared much about intelligence networks. Even the intelligence network of the most powerful Martial Soul Hall was only average."

"Otherwise, Tang Hao couldn't possibly have hidden so easily in Holy Soul Village for so many years without being discovered."

"Let alone the Heaven Dou Empire's intelligence network... How could they possibly have managed to send troops to surround the city the moment I had just entered it?"

"Earlier, I thought Zhu Yan had sold me out."

"But now it seems this should have nothing to do with Zhu Yan. It was a Spy sent by Martial Soul Hall, which at least has some intelligence-gathering ability."

"It's just... I don't understand!"

"Instead of staying in Heaven Dou City and properly playing her role as the Heaven Dou Empire prince 'Xue Qinghe,' why would Qian Renxue personally lead troops to attack Wu'an City, a border city of my Star Luo Empire?"

While Dai Chengfeng was thinking—

Zhu Yan stared at Dai Chengfeng in utter astonishment, as if he were seeing him for the first time. "The glory of dying on the battlefield, rather than the humiliation of clinging to life..."

"Such spirit, every word ringing with force..."

"Could that truly be said by a willful, reckless, wastrel Crippled Prince?"

Zhu Yan had no choice but to admit that at this moment, he saw this Fourth Prince in an entirely new light.

At that moment, Dai Chengfeng withdrew his gaze from Qian Renxue, Turn Head toward Zhu Yan and Zhu Fan, and asked, "Do you know whether Xue Qinghe, the prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, has already become crown prince?"

Hearing Dai Chengfeng's question, Zhu Yan and Zhu Fan were both stunned at first, their faces filled with confusion.

They glanced at each other, neither understanding what purpose their prince could have in suddenly asking a question that had nothing whatsoever to do with the battlefield.

But since Dai Chengfeng had asked, the two still answered.

After thinking for a moment, Zhu Fan replied, "If I remember correctly, it should have been three months ago..."

"The emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire suddenly announced Xue Qinghe as Crown Prince of Heaven Dou Empire."

At this point, he paused and looked at Dai Chengfeng. "Your Highness, why are you suddenly asking this?"

Dai Chengfeng gently shook his head and did not answer. "Nothing."

"I just think I understand what she intends to do!"

After speaking, he once again cast his gaze toward the imposing Xue Qinghe across from him, riding White Horse, his eyes deep.

"But what use is understanding her purpose?"

"How do I break this situation?"

At this moment, Dai Chengfeng seemed calm on the surface, but in truth he knew full well how grave the situation was. Every decision now could determine the life and death of the tens of thousands of soldiers in Wu'an City.

"Originally, I was thinking I could rely on Uncle, this Soul Douluo, to break the situation. But since that young lady has appeared, there must be a Titled Douluo following at her side."

"And since Martial Soul Hall is involved in all this..."

"Holding the city and requesting reinforcements probably won't work anymore either."

"After all, what scout in Wu'an City could survive long enough to request aid under the watch of a Titled Douluo-level powerhouse?"

Dai Chengfeng kept calculating inwardly. All kinds of thoughts flashed rapidly through his mind, yet he still could not find a foolproof plan.

Watching Dai Chengfeng sink into thought again, and seeing the Heaven Dou Empire soldiers draw ever closer, Zhu Yan stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Your Highness, I'll go inspect the defensive Circle first and see how the soldiers' preparations for defending the city are going."

"Mm. Go."

Dai Chengfeng was immersed in his thoughts on how to break the situation and answered offhandedly.

Only when Zhu Yan turned around and hurried away, disappearing from the two men's sight—

Did Zhu Fan look at the pensive Dai Chengfeng with a face full of worry. "Chengfeng, are you truly going to live and die together with this tiny Wu'an City?"

"I don't matter..."

"But you are the hope of my Star Luo Empire's future unification of the continent. Nothing can be allowed to happen to you!"

Hearing this, Dai Chengfeng looked down at the Heaven Dou army below, which had already begun setting up Siege Ladders and was surging in like a tide. "Uncle, if I were to fall into the middle of the army, could you take me away safely?"

Hearing this, Zhu Fan confidently puffed out his chest, a trace of pride appearing on his face.

"Your uncle is a Soul Douluo, and my martial soul is the Hell Spirit Cat, famed for its swiftness."

"As long as no one of the same level or stronger makes a move, I wouldn't dare say I could kill them all... but taking you away is still something I can do!"

A smile tugged at the corner of Dai Chengfeng's mouth as he looked toward that proud young lady, Qian Renxue.

Within that smile was a touch of resolve.

"Uncle, I think I've found a way... to break the situation!"

"Break the situation?"

Zhu Fan was full of doubt. Aside from fleeing, he could not imagine how they could possibly break such an overwhelmingly lopsided situation.

So he looked at Dai Chengfeng, his eyes filled with searching. "Chengfeng, what solution have you thought of?"

Dai Chengfeng's expression was calm. "Uncle, go find Zhu Yan first. Have him choose one thousand utterly loyal elite soldiers. Once they've all been gathered, come back to me. Then I'll explain it to you in detail."

Though Zhu Fan was full of confusion, he still chose to trust Dai Chengfeng.

He nodded heavily, then turned and hurried away.

Zhu Yan was not far from the two of them, so he quickly relayed Dai Chengfeng's words to Zhu Yan.

Hearing that it was the Fourth Prince's order, Zhu Yan was equally puzzled, but he immediately set about selecting elite soldiers.

Before long, Zhu Yan and Zhu Fan had returned.

Behind them stood a thousand soldiers who looked exceptionally elite at a glance.

These soldiers stood tall and straight, their eyes shining with resolve, marching in neat steps as they followed Zhu Yan and Zhu Fan to the foot of the city wall.

"Chengfeng, can you tell us now how we're supposed to break this doomed situation?"

Zhu Fan came to Dai Chengfeng's side and asked, his voice full of curiosity.

Zhu Yan was likewise filled with anticipation.

Dai Chengfeng nodded slightly and smiled. "Of course."

"But before that..."

As he spoke, Dai Chengfeng took a few steps forward and looked down at the soldiers from atop the city wall.

The banners on the city wall snapped fiercely in the wind. Outside the city, the Heaven Dou Empire's army pressed down like dark clouds, and their battle cries could already be heard clearly. The situation was dire.

Dai Chengfeng drew in a deep breath and spoke in a ringing voice. "Soldiers!"

"Now the Heaven Dou Empire's army is at our gates! They seek to trample Wu'an City flat, plunder your property, and humiliate your wives, children, and parents!"

"Before us, there is no road of retreat!"

As he spoke...

His gaze swept across every soldier's face. "I, Dai Chengfeng, Fourth Prince of Star Luo Empire, ask you here and now!"

"As the crushing tide descends, is there anyone willing to die? Then follow me to death!"

Holding fast and waiting for aid would not work. The disparity in forces was this great...

If he wanted to break the situation, he could only take an unorthodox path!

And in the glorious five-thousand-year river of Chinese history, there had also been an arrogant "Great Emperor" who led a campaign in person.

The result was that he personally carried a famed general into the Martial Temple.

Eight hundred tiger warriors crossed the river, and a hundred thousand Wu soldiers returned in terror...

King of Wu of Great Wei, Sun One Hundred Thousand!