Chapter 70: with translation of chapter title

Boom!

Accompanied by a deafening boom that shook heaven and earth.

Sun Wukong, his whole body wrapped in brilliant golden-yellow aura, slammed heavily into the city wall.

The sturdy city gate creaked under his violent impact, as if bearing immense pressure.

At the same time, this elite assault unit formed by the vanguard army followed closely behind, launching the final charge.

In the fierce battle, time seemed to slow down. Every movement, every expression was infinitely magnified.

The staff in Sun Wukong's hand was like a lightning bolt tearing through the dark sky; each swing carried boundless power and determination.

His figure darted back and forth across the battlefield, unstoppable wherever he went.

Finally, amidst the chaos and carnage, the city gate was breached by the elite assault unit led by the Colonel behind Sun Wukong.

"Run fast!"

"We surrender!"

The Qing Shan garrison, dazed by this sudden assault, scattered in panic, fleeing or dropping to their knees to surrender.

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong held his staff high, standing firm before the gate, looking down arrogantly at everything fallen at his feet.

Don't think this operation looked easy; it was bought with countless lives and blood.

You should know that besides capturing a moment of surprise and unpreparedness...

More importantly, it was the fierce assault of Sun Wukong, this top-tier War God.

Originally, the Qing Shan garrison relied for years on the vast mountain range adjacent between Cangzhou and Qi Zhou, living off the mountains.

The local customs were also quite martial.

The overall quality of this Qing Shan garrison was also not bad.

If it were only the assault unit led by this Colonel, they might indeed have to put in some effort.

Unfortunately, this assault unit assembled by the vanguard army had an extra Sun Wukong.

He, in an extremely violent and exaggerated manner, directly tore open the Qing Shan garrison's battle line.

And with his own strength, he brutally rammed open the city gate.

All these displays of divine might—what mountain-backwater garrison has ever seen such a scene?

This directly caused the garrison's morale to plummet, triggering a later large-scale collapse.

However, for Sun Wukong and this elite assault unit,

Capturing the gate of Qing Shan county city was merely the beginning.

The first ray of morning sunlight filtered through the sparse clouds, falling on the stone-paved streets of Qing Shan county city.

Usually bustling streets were now deserted, leaving only a silent, tense atmosphere, the air thick with tension.

Inside the Qing Shan county office at this moment, the county magistrate and the Colonel's faces were pallid, their eyes showing worry and anxiety.

The magistrate, a short middle-aged man, clenched his hands, his knuckles turning white from excessive force.

His brows were deeply furrowed, his eyes revealing deep worry.

And the Colonel, a tall and stalwart middle-aged man, held his spine rigid, his fists clenched tight, as if desperately suppressing his inner anger.

"Everyone, we must retake the gate as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences are unimaginable."

The magistrate paced back and forth, his brow full of anxiety.

"Sir, you are absolutely right."

"I have already mobilized the city's garrison, preparing to launch a counterattack."

The Colonel frowned deeply and spoke in a low voice.

"Not only that."

The magistrate stopped pacing, looked at everyone, and said: "We must understand the enemy's situation. Colonel, what do you know about this?"

"According to earlier scout reports, the commander of this assault wields a staff, unstoppable! He leads an elite unit, acting swiftly, with extremely strong combat power."

The Colonel pondered briefly, then replied.

"A staff?"

"Regardless, we must retake the gate as soon as possible."

A flicker of doubt crossed the magistrate's eyes; in his memory, he had never heard of a War God wielding a staff in the nearby prefectures.

But he didn't dwell on it; the doubt in his eyes turned into a resolute expression.

"Sir, Colonel, the enemy outside has completely seized the gate; the troops at the gate have already collapsed. Please, lords, make a decision quickly."

Just as they were discussing, a deputy colonel rushed in to report.

"Everyone, this is now a critical moment of life and death for Qing Shan county city; we must give our all, absolutely cannot let the gate fall into enemy hands like this."

"Now, each of you go take charge of mobilizing troops and prepare for a counteroffensive!"

The magistrate took a deep breath and spoke resolutely.

Following the magistrate's order, everyone dispersed, urgently mobilizing the city's garrison.

For a time, troop movements within the city were frequent, the atmosphere unusually tense.

The magistrate and the Colonel stood inside the county office, gazing at the rapidly mobilizing Qing Shan garrison; this was a battle of life and death, concerning not only personal honor but also the safety of the entire county city.

"Sir, what are your thoughts on this battle?"

The Colonel broke the silence.

"The enemy comes with great force, but we also have our own advantages; now we hold the geographical advantage."

"Moreover, looking at it now, this assault force isn't very large; if we command properly now, we may still have a chance to win."

The magistrate pondered for a moment, then answered.

"But that staff-wielding commander is quite troublesome."

The County Colonel worried, "Based on the current situation, this person's combat strength is extremely strong; they will likely pose a significant threat to our army."

I understand your worry.

It's just that sticking your head out is a blade, pulling it back is also a blade.

Now we can only hope the enemy numbers are few; under the county soldiers' sea-of-people tactics, if they retreat first, as long as we fully unleash our army's advantages, we still have a chance to win.

The Magistrate nodded lightly, optimistically comforting the County Colonel.

While the two were discussing, the Deputy Colonel came to report again: "Sir, County Colonel, the troops have assembled and can launch an attack at any time."

Good.

The Qing Shan County Magistrate's eyes flashed with determined light: "Immediately order the troops to prepare for battle; we must retake the city gate!"

The two stood on the high place of the county office, looking toward the direction of the distant city gate, where dust rose, horse hooves thundered, and a solemn killing intent spread.

The elite unit led by the Colonel behind Sun Wukong advanced like wolves and tigers, their iron hooves trampling the city walls, emitting a dull sound.

We must retake the city gate as soon as possible!

The Magistrate's voice carried determination, his eyes glimmering with a faint light, but more so with worry.

He knew well that if the city gate fell, the entire county seat would fall into enemy hands.

The County Colonel said nothing, but his gaze had already given the answer.

He nodded firmly, the muscles on his face tensing, showing stubborn perseverance.

Brothers, pick up your weapons and follow me!

The County Colonel turned to the soldiers behind him and shouted loudly.

The soldiers sprang into action, gripping their spears and great knives, their faces showing resolve and solemnity.

Their steps were firm and powerful, as if each step were writing an epic of heroism.

The night was like ink, the stars obscured by thick clouds, as if unwilling to witness this bloody battlefield.

At this moment, Sun Wukong, clad in iron armor and wielding an iron staff, stood like a mountain at the county city's gate.

His gaze was firm and profound, as if able to pierce all mist.

(End of chapter)