Battle Royale of the Sinners

The left finger pointed at the archers and javelin throwers' location. Another hot oil flash flood struck the lines of soldiers.

A soldier, who was the last person climbing Tong's target bamboo ladder, looked back to see what had happened behind him. Once he realized that an enemy general was stranded alone below the wall, he had an inspiration.

Instead of continuing climbing, the Imperial soldier drew his sword from the back and slashed at the bamboo ladder, cutting it in half. His friends who were on top of the ladder also fell to death as a consequence of his action, yet the soldier thought it was worth it if he sacrificed his friends to cut off an escape route of the enemy general.

With this, their death would not be in vain!

Tong also saw the soldier's action. He put a bullet into his head to vent his anger.

*BANG*

"Son of a $%@&!"

With the nearest ladder broken, Tong had no place to go as Zhu Jun's men surrounded him.

He already used his regen skill, so every injury he sustained would last until the end of the day. It was possible that Tong might get killed today.

He was angry, yet he was calm. On the contrary to the crisis, Tong's face was tranquil. The sight of the invading troops of Zhu Jun in front of Tong somehow soothed his mind.

'I must be crazy. Why am I find it relaxing from seeing so many enemies?'

<<Your [????????] has 10.19% chance to take control of your body>>

'Oh, you're the eight-question-mark. Wasn't you 11.19% before?'

'Maybe, because I admit I'm insane? Are you perhaps my [Insanity]?'

Tong laughed to himself. He thought he probably had gone crazy.

'I'm already fOOked anyway. What's the point of me for deceiving myself? I'm a lunatic! I'm a chunnibyou policeman! I'm an idiot mofo crazy bastard that enjoys killing humans like Ping! I'm a war junkie! I'm an avenging-craving-psychopath who kills Ping for millions of times to kill my boredom! As a matter of fact, I enjoy killing these fools, too!'

<<Your [Insanity] has 9.19% chance to take control of your body>>

'Are you serious?'

'Just because I admit it wholeheartedly, it has gone down!?'

Because Tong embraced his craziness, the [Sin] revealed itself to Tong without Lilith's interference. Besides, the percentage dropped in an instant.

While Tong was baffled by the system messages, Zhu Jun's soldiers attempted to charge at Tong again.

Seeing the incoming soldiers that ignored the hot swamp of oil on the ground, Tong cackled again.

"Well, if you like it when I admit I'm crazy, then let's go wild!"

Instead of turning back to climb the wall or looking for a nearby ladder, Tong took out another glaive onto his left hand. His right hand which still held the pistol pointed toward the dense pack of the crowd.

*BANG*

*BANG*

*BANG*

Tong felt like he was shooting down charging zombies instead of humans. The reckless charging soldiers were shot down one by one, a bullet to the head for each soldier.

At this moment, most of the ground in the radius of 500 meters around Tong turned into a hot pan surface. The ground temperature was over a hundred degrees Celsius by the consecutive hot oil flooding.

The ground was still wet, and the soft soil turned into a swamp. Vapor and white smoke came out from the field, indicating that the muddy, murky ground could cook anyone who stepped on it.

The charging soldiers were not aware of this fact. They stepped on the burning ground with their iron boots. The iron carried the temperature upward to the flesh of the soldiers' feet, and the fume of 100 degrees Celsius steamed them alive.

The sudden burning pain from their feet made the charging soldiers shouted and screamed.

"Wait! Go back!"

"Don't push! Retreat!"

"There's a trap on the ground!"

"Stop!"

The front soldiers who stepped onto the burning ground tried to tell their comrades on the back to withdraw, but the ignorant men from the back shoved and pushed the front soldiers forward. The front troops had two destinies, falling onto the ground by their friends, or getting shot by Tong's bullets.

The chaotic charged turned into a chain reaction. The pushing soldiers were burnt by the hot steam and shouted the same words to the troops behind. The forces from the back also pushed the soldiers on the front forward, killing them indirectly.

Tong did not pay attention to the commotion. He was absentminded as he only paid attention to the closest incoming soldiers.

Several cooked or steamed soldiers ignored the burning pain and reached Tong. By the time they reached him, their bodies and their skins revealed either black skins or red skins with blood vessels underneath the outer skins. They looked more like zombies than humans.

'They are really zombies.' Tong thought as he swung his glaive and severe their torsos.

It took Zhu Jun's soldiers ten minutes to become aware of the hot swamp. By the time they realized it, over 2,000 men were killed by the hot steam or from Tong's hands.

Tong also did not fare very well because he also felt the heat from the air and the environment. His skins had already reddened by the steam.

"General! Take the rope!"

The voice from his men on top of the wall snapped Tong from his trance. He looked back and saw a makeshift rope made of tied clothes.

'They improvised well.'

Tong grabbed the cloth-rope and climbed, leaving the vexing Zhu Jun's soldiers behind as none of them had stopped pursuing him.

He managed to get up on top of the wall in peace this time. As soon as Tong crossed over the battlements, three messengers knelt.

"Urgent report! The west wall has been breached! Lord Xu Huang with 5,000 men has already rushed over to the west wall to assist."

"Report! The east gate has repelled the invaders! Lord Xu Huang has sent 5,000 men to support the south gate!"

"Report! Our south gate has destroyed all of their siege weapons!"

The pressing news of the west wall shocked Tong. Just a few minutes when Tong was stranded below the wall, many things happened.

"How bad is the west wall?" Tong asked.

"We've lost half of our troops from the siege. We've noticed that the commanders of the sieging force are currently on the frontline with his men. He shot down most of our thousand-man commanders with their arrows!"

Tong took a deep breath to calm down and think. He was not the only one with a trump card. Zhu Jun appeared to hide talented personals in his force, and he revealed it in the critical moment.

'Generals with good bow skills … I have a bad feeling about this.'

"Give me wet clothes. I'll head to the west wall!"

…

…

West army of Zhu Jun.

Flags with the surname "Liu" fluttered in the wind. Twenty thousand men stood in a square formation at the backline of the sieging soldiers. They were the reserve force of the west army.

Twenty of sieging ladders had latched onto the wall, and thirty of the arrow towers got to their position. In addition, two of the arrow towers carried their elite generals with the archers. They were in charge of overseeing the entire battle.

Liu Biao, a noble of the Liu Clan, the Viceroy of Jing Province, and a relative of the previous Emperor Ling, stood on the watchtower in his main battalion.

Because of his bloodline and his surname, he was forced to join the political side with Liu Ping, the current Emperor. After Liu Ping issued the deployment edict, Liu Biao was chosen as a sub-commander under Huangfu Song Army.

Though unwilling, Liu Biao took part in this campaign since he did not have to bring his private troops along. He took two of his best officers under his influence along in this battle, hoping to score a free achievement for his future career.

When Huangfu Song died, Liu Biao took over the role of the previous grand commander and followed Zhu Jun around. Unfortunately, Zhu Jun did not trust the Liu Clan. He did not assign Liu Biao with an important role up until now.

After Zhu Jun was carried away because of his sickness, Liu Biao stole the commanding role of the western army from Zhu Jun's men and sent the officers back to their main army instead.

Also, Liu Biao had keen eyes about the sickness of the soldiers. He transferred all sick soldiers to be the first wave battalion while the healthy soldiers followed after them. As a result, the defenders wasted their arrows and energies on the dying men while the healthy men got onto the wall later to deal with the tired garrison soldiers.

Liu Biao's generals also play a vital role in this battle. They sniped down Tong's officers and disrupted the chain of command, putting the garrison force in a chaotic state.

Seeing the progress of the wall capturing, he nodded.

"I've made the right decision. It seems like we don't have to move after all."

Liu Biao muttered as he smiled toward one of the archer towers where his elite general was present.

"That old man is still useful as always."

…

Half an hour after Tong returned to the top of the wall, he and 3,000 men arrived at the west wall to reinforce his men.

The situation was not in Tong's favor. The enemies took over half of the wall. Their arrow towers parked 100 meters away from the wall and continued raining their arrows at his soldiers without stopping. At the same time, more of Imperial soldiers emerged from the siege ladders.

At this rate, the entire west wall would be overtaken, and the city would be breached.

Tong looked around to see if any catapult was still in a usable condition. It did not take long for him to find one. However, all the crews seemed to have been shot down by the enemy's arrows, so it had stopped firing.

"Have our men operate the catapult. Start shooting rocks at those archer towers! Hurry!" Ordered Tong. "The rest of you, charge with me! Get rid of these scums! Kill!"

"SHAAAAA!!" The men behind Tong roared a warcry and rushed at the enemies on the wall.

Because of the narrow wall and the density of his men and his enemies, Tong switched his weapon back to his gun.

*BANG*

The pistol in Tong's hand did not stop firing. He emptied his clips after clips to clear the wall as soon as possible.

*WHOOSH*

A catapult that Tong reclaimed operated once again. The crews launched a large boulder at one of the arrow towers.

*BOOM*

An arrow tower collapsed and killed all archers on top of it.

…

"Hmm?"

A middle-aged general on top of an archer tower noticed the change. He darted his eyes toward the wall where the catapult operated.

This siege weapon crews were shot down by him. He remembered that it should have been taken over by his men, yet it shot at one of his towers again.

"It doesn't matter how many crews you have. I'll kill all of you again!"

The general nocked an arrow and pulled his longbow into a full moon shape. He was about to fire at one of the crews. Then he noticed another anomaly.

He saw a young enemy general with an odd black object on his hand. It was shooting something that killed the Imperial soldiers on the wall in rapid succession.

"That general is a threat! He dies first!"

The archer general switched his target and aimed at the young general.