Chapter 684: Ye Lin's Strategy

The Master of the Hall of No-Thought said these words, and several elders nodded repeatedly.

If they still had to talk about righteousness and morality in their actions, then how would they be any different from that group of hypocritical righteous sects?

They finally understood the painstaking efforts of the Master of the Hall of No-Thought in setting up such an illusion to test Ye Lin.

Once memories are sealed, a person will make the choice that most follows their inner heart.

Everyone looked into the illusion, wanting to see whether this disciple, who possessed the talent of a Forbidden Spirit Root, would choose to abandon the city and flee, or choose to remain in the city and die.

And when they saw the choice Ye Lin made, both the Master of the Hall of No-Thought and the several elders could not help but feel a bit disappointed.

"He actually still chose to stay in the city; it is a pity for such good talent."

"It is not necessarily a pity; let's think of a way to see if we can extract his Forbidden Spirit Root."

"Indeed, although his temperament is not suitable for entering our Demonic Path, his talent must not be wasted!"

The several elders had already passed a death sentence on Ye Lin in the depths of their hearts.

In fact, this was a helpless situation; tens of thousands of years ago, the Demonic Path was actually no weaker than the righteous path, and could even be called evenly matched.

At that time, the supreme powerhouse of the Demonic Path, known as the Boundless Demon Emperor, had immense strength and even kept an Undying Demon Dragon as a pet.

Looking across the entire Longevity Continent, no one was his match.

It was only when the top powerhouses of the righteous sects attacked together that they could barely fight to a draw with the Boundless Demon Emperor.

But the absurd part came next; who knows which nerve in the Boundless Demon Emperor's brain snapped.

He suddenly felt that the existence of the Demonic Path caused the common people to suffer, which was truly against the harmony of Heaven.

So... he suddenly took action himself to start purging the Demonic Path sects!

Over ninety percent of the Demonic Path sects were killed by the Boundless Demon Emperor at that time, and even their legacies were destroyed.

The remaining ten percent of the Demonic Path sects either died or went into hiding under the encirclement and suppression of the righteous sects.

It was only from then on that people of the Demonic Path became like rats crossing the street, shouted at by everyone.

Therefore, later on, when people wanted to enter the Demonic Path, an extra standard for testing temperament was added.

If the temperament is not good, no matter how good the talent is, they do not want it, for fear that another bastard like the Boundless Demon Emperor will emerge.

Just as the Master of the Hall of No-Thought was preparing to close the illusion and capture Ye Lin, Elder Xi suddenly exclaimed.

"No! Look quickly, everyone, what is that brat doing?"

Everyone looked toward the illusion in unison.

No reinforcements, an outbreak of plague, grain and fodder exhausted, and a disparity in military strength—this was clearly a dead end; could it be that he still wanted to struggle in his final moments?

Inside the illusion, Ye Lin had actually started to light fires and cook, putting slices of meat into a super-large cauldron, and there were twenty such cauldrons in total.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle.

The boiling meat broth emitted an incomparably rich aroma.

Ye Lin stood in front of the cauldrons, looking at the twenty thousand soldiers before him.

Almost every one of them was wounded, emitting a faint smell of blood and rot.

"Soldiers! I believe you also know the situation; this city cannot be held."

As soon as Ye Lin finished speaking, the soldiers were in an uproar.

"Quiet!"

Ye Lin shouted sternly, and then continued.

"Since this city cannot be held, then we won't hold it! I now need five thousand brothers to charge out of the city! These five thousand people will almost certainly die once they go!"

"However, these five thousand people are the key to our turning defeat into victory! This General guarantees to give these five thousand people three times the death pension!"

"Now, those willing to charge out of the city, step forward and eat meat!"

Ye Lin raised his arms and called out.

He had extremely high prestige in the army, and the soldiers trusted him very much, so almost as soon as Ye Lin finished speaking, soldiers took the initiative to stand out.

"General, I will go!"

"I will go too!"

"And me, give the silver to my mother!"

At this moment, the soldiers were almost all starving; they could no longer care about the threat of death. Before their eyes, there was only that cauldron of boiling meat broth.

Soon, five thousand people were gathered.

"Very good, eat the meat, drink the soup!"

Ye Lin ordered people to distribute the meat broth.

After the five thousand soldiers were full, Ye Lin fed the remaining meat broth to the few hundred warhorses left in the city.

Afterward, the city gates were thrown wide open, and several hundred soldiers rode warhorses to charge toward the enemy's great army!

Although the remaining four thousand-plus soldiers were advancing on foot, having eaten their fill of meat, they had inexhaustible strength in their bodies and charged over with all their might.

However, these five thousand people facing the enemy's army of three hundred thousand were like mayflies trying to topple a tree.

In one round of volley fire, nearly half of the soldiers were turned into sieves before they even got close.

In less than half an hour, all five thousand people were wiped out, and in the end, only about one thousand people successfully engaged in close-quarters combat with the enemy army.

And having lost five thousand people, they only caused less than five hundred casualties to the other side.

It could be said that this was an absolute crushing defeat.

Even the enemy general could not help but burst into loud laughter, mocking Ye Lin for truly losing his mind and making one foolish move after another.

Watching this scene, although Ye Lin's heart was heavy, he knew that they were going to win this battle!

Those who had just charged out were not a shock troop at all, but a biochemical unit!

With grain shortages in the city, how could there possibly be meat broth under normal circumstances?

This meat broth was naturally made from corpses infected with the plague.

This move could be called killing two birds with one stone—it could alleviate the pressure on food, boost morale, solve the plague problem, and create a batch of biochemical soldiers; it could be called killing four birds with one stone.

Sure enough, that night, people in the enemy army began to suddenly contract the plague.

Following that, it spread from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to ten thousand!

The army of three hundred thousand was vast in number, and the plague spread extremely quickly; under these circumstances, the enemy could only choose to abandon a pile of corpses and withdraw their army first.

The city was held!

The soldiers in the city suddenly erupted into cheers.

Although they did not know why the enemy army had suddenly withdrawn, they knew that they did not have to die!

Only in Ye Lin's eyes was there not a trace of joy; to prevent the enemy from invading again, he decided to strike back.

So he immediately sent out a small team to bury the corpses that had died from the plague, so that they could be used when attacking the city later, throwing them directly into the enemy's city with catapults.

Inside the Hall of No-Thought, there was silence.

A moment later, Elder Nu, who had the most explosive temper among the Seven Emotions Elders, slammed the table and stood up.

"No one stop me; today, this old man is going to eliminate demons and defend the Dao!"