I am the villain in the book

Two days later, at the hour of the Rooster (5-7 PM), atop Fengyuan City.

“Young Master Tang, the army will arrive soon, and you will soon see Miss Li. Why do you look so gloomy?”

“Ah? Young, Young Master, you jest.”

“I’m not jesting. Didn’t you agree to marry after this battle ends?”

“This, this...”

“Hahahaha, why are you blushing? When a man is of age, he should marry; when a woman is of age, she should be wed. It’s not something to be ashamed of.”

“Yes, yes.”

“Well, if you don’t mind, I’ll officiate your wedding then.”

“Thank you, Young Master, for your kindness.”

“Alright, it’s settled then. I don’t think we’ll have to wait too long.”

“...”

On the city wall, everyone was solemnly gazing at the horizon, which was bathed in the setting sun, except for Wei Changtian and Tang Chen, who were chatting idly.

One side lost 5,000, while the other lost 40,000.

Such an exaggerated ratio undoubtedly proved the Tiangou Army’s formidable combat power and the Qian Hui army’s demoralization.

However, this was also related to the fact that Zhuang Zhiming and the others had not shown their faces again.

Since the successful raid the night before, Zhuang Zhiming and his ten companions had not appeared on the battlefield again.

This made Wei Changtian too lazy to “escort” the Tiangou Army. For the past two days, he had been staying in Fengyuan City to recover his internal energy.

It wasn’t until an hour ago that Liang Zhen sent news that the 300,000 Ning Shu reinforcements were only a hundred li away from Fengyuan...

A hundred li could be covered in a little over an hour.

If the time for rest and recuperation was added, then in about two or three hours, around the hour of Hai (9-11 PM) tonight, the army could launch a full-scale attack on the Qian Hui army camp.

Faced with all of this, the remaining 700,000 Qian Hui troops could only brace themselves to meet the enemy.

They couldn’t avoid the battle, nor could they afford to avoid it.

Not to mention how slow it would be to mobilize an army of 700,000, the mere act of “avoiding battle” would undoubtedly cause the army’s morale to plummet to the bottom.

The more they fled and avoided, the faster they would be defeated.

Therefore, for the Qian Hui army, only a desperate fight would give them a glimmer of hope.

Even so, this glimmer of hope didn’t depend on these ordinary soldiers, but on Zhuang Zhiming and his ten companions, as well as the Kui Long experts sent by Lü Hongji.

If these people could defeat Wei Changtian, Qin Zhengqiu, and the six second-rank experts from the Buddhist sect, then the army’s morale would definitely be greatly boosted, and the battle situation might be reversed again.

But if these people were defeated, or even killed as cleanly as a few days ago, then without even thinking about it, these 700,000 people would immediately collapse.

In short, the outcome of this battle was very likely to be determined “from top to bottom.”

And now it seemed that both sides had extremely luxurious lineups.

The Xin Feng side had Wei Changtian, Qin Zhengqiu, Han Zhao, Yang Liushi, and six Buddhist monks, a total of ten second-rank experts, and more than a dozen third-rank experts.

The Qian Hui side had Zhuang Zhiming and his ten companions from Kui Long’s Bing-San sub-helm, as well as several people from the Bing-Yi sub-helm who were about to arrive.

It was still unknown how many people Lü Hongji would send, but even a fool would know that it wouldn’t be a small number.

So, roughly calculated, the number of people on both sides should be about the same.

And the overall combat power was estimated to be similar.

Although Wei Changtian and Qin Zhengqiu did possess the super strength to “fight many alone,” and Han Zhao and the six Buddhist monks were mostly in the late stage of the second rank.

But it should be known that the opponents were all people from Kui Long, and they couldn’t be regarded as ordinary martial artists either.

It was even possible that the people sent by Lü Hongji had practiced the Moon Picking Sword.

Comparing them like this, it was really hard to say who was stronger and who was weaker.

Of course, there was no point in comparing these now. After all, everything would be revealed in a few hours.

Who would win and who would lose, who would survive and who would die, who would exist and who would perish...

This great battle that had lasted for several months and involved a total of seven countries would come to an end tonight.

The sun set in the west, and the setting sun shone on the yellow sand.

At the third quarter of the hour of the Rooster (5:45 PM), there were still three hours before the final battle.

“Hey, why aren’t you nervous at all? My heart is beating so fast right now...”

On the city wall, the conversation between Wei Changtian and Tang Chen had ended at some point, giving Xu Sui Sui a chance to approach the former and ask in a low voice:

“Are you really not nervous?”

“Heh, why be nervous about a guaranteed win?”

Wei Changtian yawned and said casually, “Besides, even if we lose, it’s your Xin Feng that will be destroyed, Da Shu won’t be affected.”

“You!”

Although Xu Sui Sui knew that Wei Changtian was joking, she still glared at him angrily and muttered dissatisfiedly:

“Hmph, anyway, you promised me before.”

“Huh? What did I promise you?”

“It’s about the Seventh Demon Land last time! Didn’t you say you owed me a favor and would definitely repay it if you could?!”

“Oh, didn’t I already repay that favor?”

Wei Changtian curled his lips: “You asked me to save you, and I’ve already saved you once.”

“If it weren’t for me, you would have been killed by the assassin long ago, so neither of us owes the other anything now.”

“But, but...”

Her eyes widened, Xu Sui Sui wanted to argue a few words, both angry and annoyed, but couldn’t find any loopholes in Wei Changtian’s words.

In the end, she had no choice but to lower her head dejectedly and mutter softly:

“Then I’ll just consider that I owe you a favor this time...”

“...”

Obviously, the favor Xu Sui Sui was talking about referred to “protecting Xin Feng.”

This favor was undoubtedly huge, but Wei Changtian didn’t say anything. He just turned to look at her and asked casually:

“Actually, I’ve never really understood why you insist on creating this Xin Feng.”

“There are plenty of ways to change the plot, so why bother establishing a new country.”

“What? Do you want to achieve socialism?”

“I...”

Her expression froze, Xu Sui Sui’s tone was very hesitant, showing that she didn’t want to answer this question.

Seeing her like this, Wei Changtian didn’t continue to press her. He just turned his gaze to the dust waves that were gradually rising from the horizon in the distance.

Looking at the setting sun from the high city, the sound of horses' hooves shook the Cangshan Mountains.

In the blink of an eye, ten thousand zhang of yellow sand and a thousand xun of evil waves rolled past together in the afterglow of the setting sun.

If one were to look down from the sky, the endless black military formation would be like a black iron plow, plowing the desolate wilderness and opening in a straight line.

“Alright.”

His expression gradually became serious, Wei Changtian stared straight ahead without moving, and said in a deep voice to Xu Sui Sui beside him:

“Withdraw the Heavenly Buddha Formation.”

“Prepare for the final battle.”