Transmigration After Becoming Love Saint-Chapter 579 - 193 Master, is it you who came?_2

Among the Watchers, some had left a particularly deep impression on Wang Mu. In fact, Wang Mu remembered every single one of the Watchers quite clearly, as each had been recruited and trained by him in Great Wilderness City.

Throughout the entire game, there were definite losses. Especially during the Ancient River Campaign, many had died. Otherwise, they couldn't have won. Xiao Ying had also died.

Lizhou Ancestor Spirits... in this Ancient River Battlefield... it seems most of them are people who... died in the Ancient River Campaign back then? Wang Mu thought to himself.

As the Great General on the Heavenly Platform descended, a majestic voice slowly resonated:

"I am the Imperial Princess of the Li Dynasty, Xiao Li!"

"In this battle, the Barbarians outnumber us many times over! But in this battle, we will not lose!"

"Because this battle isn't just about your lives and deaths, but also about your families, our fellow citizens of the Central Plains, and the very survival of the entire Li Dynasty!"

"Once the Barbarian army breaches the Ancient River Pass, their forces will descend directly, sweeping through the currently chaotic Central Plains with the ease of autumn winds scattering leaves. You all understand the savagery of these foreign Barbarians, even without me speaking."

"By then, they will undoubtedly defecate and urinate on the heads of your wives and children, treat our fellow citizens of the Central Plains as mere chattel, and plunder the territories of our Li Dynasty recklessly..."

"Our mountains and rivers will be shattered..."

...

Such a resounding speech fully revealed the majestic presence of the Imperial Princess.

Wang Mu nodded slightly. Xiao Ying's imitation of Xiao Li's powerful presence was very convincing; even if all of this was supposed to be fake, it felt remarkably real.

The Moon Palace set up this kind of test... What, exactly, is it testing? Is it testing whether these Li State cultivators would truly sacrifice their lives for Li State?

Wang Mu wasn't sure.

These Lizhou Primordial Spirits possessed extremely high awareness; moreover, they did not even realize that they had already died.

As the Imperial Princess finished speaking, Wang Mu saw many Lizhou Primordial Spirits, their eyes bloodshot, looking excited and impassioned. It was as if they had been buffed.

Looking at the Li State cultivators, the buffing effect seemed even more pronounced. Beneath their health bars, two additional buffs appeared. Clearly, they were also affected.

Soon after, the entire army began to organize and prepare for battle.

The way to win the game's Ancient River Campaign was quite subtle. This was unlike the invincible state achieved after self-castration. In the mid-stage of the Love Saint Route, although the protagonist was also incredibly strong, he was still somewhat weaker than his self-castrated counterpart and definitely couldn't cut through enemy ranks to decapitate the Barbarian leader.

To win, there was only one method. Three generals with commanding talent had to be dispatched to hold off the Barbarian army's attack at the Ancient River Pass. Then, the protagonist would personally lead his trained elite Watchers. They would circumvent the battlefield by scaling the thousand-yard high mountain near the Ancient River Pass, take a hidden path to the Barbarians' camp, set fire to their provisions, and strike like phantoms. Attacking from both the front and the flanks, they would wear down the Barbarian army until it collapsed.

This was the only way to win the Ancient River Campaign at that stage. The risk was extremely high because that thousand-yard high mountain was a sheer cliff, often shrouded in clouds and mist, and perpetually assailed by biting cold. Ordinary military cultivators couldn't even begin to ascend it, let alone climb a thousand yards. Only those with extremely high Qinggong skills could barely make the ascent.

Wang Mu remembered that when he climbed it, he took three hundred Watchers with him. After reaching the top, only just over a hundred were left. Half had died simply from a lack of physical strength. Luckily, those who made it were the elite of the elite among the Watchers. These individuals, who later became part of the Dawn Army after the reorganization of the Watchers, each possessed high martial prowess and commanded their own territories. Gao Hong, whose Dharma Image General Yu Lin could condense, was one of those who had undertaken this perilous climb.

After climbing this extremely perilous Heavenly Mountain, though only a little over a hundred strong remained, they had essentially secured half the victory. Of course, compared to the Barbarian army of nearly three hundred thousand, these hundred-odd survivors were insignificant. Direct combat was also suicidal. The game itself featured a power level between low and mid-tier Martial Arts; against hundreds of thousands of troops, even the most skilled masters were useless.

At that point, the hundred-odd Watchers employed guerrilla tactics. They focused on burning the Barbarian army's granaries; if the main enemy force gave chase, the Watchers would simply flee. Or they would disguise themselves. The Watchers all specialized in assassination and disguise, their effectiveness further enhanced by Wang Mu's guidance and game system events.

In just under three months, the morale of the Barbarian army became unstable, and they began to retreat. At this point, the only danger was that the retreating Barbarian army, enraged and humiliated, would heavily fortify the only exit from Heavenly Mountain. They began a methodical, wide-ranging hunt for Wang Mu and the hundred-plus Watchers, who were like rats to be exterminated. The Barbarians' sentiment was clear: Even if we are defeated, we *must* find these hundred-odd rats and wipe them all out!

Furthermore, the Barbarian army would dispatch several dozen elite monks from their Imperial Court, all knowledgeable in foreign Martial Arts, to join this annihilation campaign.

Thus, the pressure fell upon the protagonist. Only if he could successfully return could he claim the final victory of this battle.

Otherwise...

Thinking of this, and seeing the army in the trial about to move towards the Ancient River Pass, Wang Mu sighed softly.

「The Ancient River Pass.」

Standing atop the majestic pass, Wang Mu gazed into the far distance where he saw patches of hazy, dark fog.

That was not fog.

It was people, densely packed.

The narrow pass was like a tiny seam, ready to be torn open at any moment. This was especially true because among the Barbarian forces were Barbarian Spirits who could control beasts, as well as cavalry riding giant black wolves. These riders were imposing figures, standing well over ten centimeters taller than average humans.