Brotherhao, we agreed that once we take this place, that young woman will be yours, but everything within this territory will belong to me.

We shall remain allies.

The speaker was tall and slender with slightly darker skin.

The brotherho he referred to as Zhao Ching Ming, the middle-aged man Don Jua had mentioned with a somewhat receding hairline.

"Huh, rest assure, my brother.

I only desire that young woman.

I have been quite pin up in recent times.

" Zhao Chung Ming remarked, adjusting himself in an inappropriate manner.

Their conversation filled with crude language only served to ignite Dong Ju's fury.

Chapter 208.

The aroused Teddy brotherho.

Let us continue to command the soldiers to attack.

The sooner we conquer this city, the sooner you can enjoy yourself, remarked the Slenderman man.

He held a high regard for this city.

It was hard to fathom that such a young girl could elevate her territory to this extent.

Wait, what if she resorts to self-destruction and disfigurement? If the city becomes yours, I will have gained nothing.

Zhao Chong Ming hastily interjected, preventing the Slender Man from issuing the attack order.

What do you propose then? The man frowned.

I will attempt to persuade her.

Patience, patience, Chung Ming replied.

He then took a couple of steps forward and called out towards the closed windows of the Lord<unk>'s mansion.

Miss Dong, why must it come to this? We are all striving to survive.

If you join me, managing this city will be much less burdensome, and I will genuinely support you.

Zhao Chung Ming stood resolutely, articulating what he believed to be sincere sentiments, undeterred by the presence of a slender man and over a thousand soldiers surrounding him.

Upon finishing, the Lord<unk>'s mansion remained enveloped in silence.

There was no response from Dong Jua as if the place were devoid of life.

Brotherho, this is getting a bit excessive.

The slender man urged, Zhao Chunging continued, Miss Dong, do you truly need a man? Do you intend to marry one of these natives? They hardly bathe and share little common ground.

Suddenly, a thunderous noise erupted from the window of the Lord's mansion.

In the next moment, Zhao Chung Ming felt a sharp pain in his ear, followed by a warm trickle of blood cascading down his cheek.

Instinctively, he reached up and discovered his left ear had vanished, his hand stained with blood.

It was then that he let out a piercing scream, scrambling backward as he shouted, "She has a gun.

She damn well has a gun.

" The slender man found Zhao Chuming<unk>s reaction somewhat amusing.

"You behave like a lovesick puppy around women.

Now look, your head nearly got blown off with his left ear gone and blood staining half his face.

Zhao Ching Ming appeared quite terrifying.

"It must be an ancient firearm.

If it were a modern gun, we wouldn't stand a chance against her," the Slender Man assessed.

Just moments ago, he had seen the barrel protruding from the window and the plume of smoke that followed the gunshot.

Regardless of what it is, hurry attack.

Capture that little lady.

Chung Ming bellowed, his face twisted in rage.

The slender man continued.

She is armed with a firearm which likely has a slow reload time.

Attack and eliminate everyone.

Try to capture the female lord alive.

With the command given, all soldiers launched an assault on the Lord's mansion.

The ambush and strategy against Dong Jua were orchestrated not by Zhao Chingming but by the Slenderman man.

His territory was not in an advantageous position and after several perilous trial missions he had narrowly escaped death.

Upon witnessing Dong Ju City and Zhao Chung<unk>s leerous demeanor, he devised his plan.

In a clandestine maneuver, Zhaoqing Ming successfully persuaded his accomplice to orchestrate a second meeting, luring Dong Jiua into their trap.

However, to their astonishment, Dong Jayu proved to be a formidable adversary, valiantly escaping from their meticulously laid ambush.

Recognizing the animosity that had been forged, the two could only expend all their soul crystals to amass sufficient forces for an assault on this territory.

The allocation of roles was straightforward.

The tall lean man desired the city while Zhao Chungming sought the woman.

Having breached the city walls, their remaining objective was to capture Dong Jua and deliver her to Zhao Chunging.

Though their alliance was tenuous, they could not afford any missteps at this critical juncture.

Within the Lord's manner, Dong Juer fired her weapon once more, eliminating an enemy who leaped through the window.

She slung her firearm across her back and drew her long sword from her waist.

Given the constraints of the room, where long spears proved unwieldy, she resorted to using blades in the ensuing melee against the intruders.

As the first floor fell into enemy hands, she and her comrades retreated to the second floor, striking down foes with each swing of her sword.

Yet, the enemy continued to flood in, overwhelming them.

Seeking refuge in a room, they barricaded the door.

The soldiers, bloodied and weary, cast increasingly peculiar glances at Dong Jua, their loyalty waning and treachery beginning to brew in their hearts.

With a heavy sigh, Dong Jua sank to the ground, exhaling deeply as she reloaded her firearm with gunpowder and bullets.

As she contemplated the imminent destruction of the door, she aimed the gun at her own head, her hands trembling and her body chilled.

"How go?" You must avenge me," she whispered, closing her eyes, ready to pull the trigger.

Just then, a cacophony erupted outside, accompanied by shouts and the retreat of the soldiers battering the door.

Startled, Dong Jua quickly redirected the gun away from herself.

In her haste, her hand trembled, and with a loud bang, the bullet whizzed past her temple, embedding itself in the wall behind her, barely missing her.

Frantically discarding the firearm, she leaned out the second floor window, witnessing several skeletal dragons soaring through the air from which mighty skeletal trolls descended, pursuing fleeing human soldiers.

Dong Jua stood transfixed at the window, observing the undead mercilessly slaughtering the human troops.

She recalled Fong Hao<unk>s words that a necroantic hero had been dispatched to assist her, assuring her not to fear, as they meant no harm.

Thus, this undead battalion was indeed sent by Fong how to rescue her.

Lord, there are undead outside.

One soldier quivered, having caught sight of the unfolding scene.

Humanity harbors an innate dread of the undead, akin to the universal fear of death.

Do not panic.

These are my reinforcements and they will not harm us.

We shall emerge victorious in this battle, Dong Jua proclaimed, wiping the blood from her face and forcing a smile.

She raised her arm high, exalting in their impending triumph.

The soldiers did not rise in a clamorous cheer.

Yet their loyalty and morale experienced a modest resurgence.

Soon, a series of knocks echoed from the door on the second floor.

Is it Miss Dong Jua? My lord has sent me to rescue you.

The danger outside has dissipated and you may emerge now.

The voice outside was courteous, though its horse tamber rendered it somewhat unsettling.

Dongji reloaded her firearm and instructed someone to clear away the furniture that obstructed the door.

She opened the door and stepped outside.

Before her stood a tall, skeletal hero adorned with a pair of enormous bat-like wings.

"You're Mr.

Blood Hunter, are you not?" Dong Xiaou forced herself to suppress her trepidation as she inquired.

Indeed, "Please follow me," he replied, leading the way downstairs.

In the open space outside the Lord's manor, knelt a gaunt figure, Zhao Chung Ming, alongside hundreds of human soldiers.

Upon witnessing the undead hero escorting Dong Jua, they quickly deduced that this was a reinforcements and immediately cried out in desperation, "Miss Dong, we were wrong.

We should not have been so blinded.

Please spare us this once.

Chapter 209.

The battlefield of Carr and the Merchant Alliance outpost.