Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace-Chapter 405 - 403 Alliance Leader, you know me.

"So many people, and they ran after just a few hits, how boring."

It was Wu Xin’Er’s first time participating in actual combat, and against thousands of people no less. She had never killed anyone before, and her strikes only injured. Just as she was getting into it, the other side ran away, leaving her somewhat disappointed.

As for being comfortable with witnessing others kill?

She had been specially trained in this area.

When she was young, her family took her to the market to watch executions.

When practicing martial arts, her master also killed someone in front of her to bolster her courage.

So that she wouldn’t hesitate to kill when faced with a matter of life and death.

Hence, there was no question of adapting or not adapting.

Meanwhile, Chen Mo dived underwater to inspect if the destruction was complete. If the foundational obstructions, those huge stones at the bottom, weren’t destroyed, their mission wouldn’t be considered perfectly accomplished.

Sure enough, once Chen Mo entered the water, he found some large stones on the riverbed that remained unmoved, held in place by wooden stakes driven into the ground to prevent them from being washed away by the river.

These stones were like the foundations used when building a house; if not destroyed, they served no purpose.

Chen Mo directly activated his Ancient Heavy Pupils, using their power to destroy these stones, then emerged from the water.

Afterward, he instructed Old He and the others to destroy all the leftover materials by the river used by the enemy to block it, such as stones, logs, and sandbags.

"Will they come again?" Watching Chen Mo turn those stones into dust with his True Qi, Jiang Ruoqing asked in amazement.

"They definitely will. Flooding the city is the quickest method, and besides that, they have no other means to attack it," Chen Mo said slowly.

In the simulation, the enemy not only returns but has also ambushed an army of tens of thousands in the forests on both sides of the river, waiting for Chen Mo and his group to come so they can ambush them again.

Moreover, this is an open conspiracy.

If you don’t come out to destroy it, the flood attack will succeed.

If you come out to destroy it, you’ll fall into the enemy’s ambush.

Therefore, Chen Mo had only one choice in front of him.

That is to engage in another bloody battle.

As to whether they could win, Chen Mo couldn’t say for sure.

He was just waiting for tomorrow’s simulation to refresh, intending to run another simulation to see if there was a strategy for breaking the siege in a bloody confrontation.

...

Meanwhile.

Zhao Jiang, who was in a standoff with the city wall’s garrison, was growing impatient, and even had a sense that something was going wrong.

Sure enough.

"Report—"

Suddenly, from the left side of the main army, a soldier came running frantically, stumbling and crawling to Zhao Jiang’s front, saying:

"Alliance Leader, it’s bad, Chen... Chen Mo appeared at the Yao River and destroyed our constructions there, causing us heavy casualties."

"What?" Zhao Jiang’s expression changed dramatically, and the other lords also frowned.

"How... how does he keep knowing our plans?" Zhao Qi quivered in anger as he spoke.

To avoid drawing too much attention and letting Chen Mo realize their plan to flood the city, they only sent three thousand men over.

But now it was evident that Chen Mo already knew in advance, hence his preemptive action tonight.

The garrison on the city walls was merely a distraction to grab their attention.

"Damn it." Zhao Jiang’s face turned completely dark as he retreated.

He was now one hundred percent certain there was a spy from Chen Mo within the alliance army.

Otherwise, there was no way Chen Mo could know about their plans every time.

How could he be this prescient?

After retreating, Zhao Jiang did not summon all the lords for a discussion, instead only calling upon those he trusted.

Zhao Qi, Zhao Bo, Zhao Lu, and his personal confidants.

The first thing Zhao Jiang said was: "There’s a traitor in our ranks!"

After he finished speaking, Zhao Jiang’s gaze swept over the individuals present.

Zhao Qi thought Zhao Jiang was suspecting him, and hurriedly said: "Alliance Leader, you know me, I’m a relative of the Imperial Family, how could I be a traitor?"

Zhao Lu: "Third brother, you know me, over half of my troops have perished at Chen Mo’s hands, I have an irreconcilable hatred with him, how could I tip him off?"

Out of all the sons of the Late Emperor, Zhao Jiang ranked third.

Zhao Bo: "Third brother, you know me, I almost died at Xiao Yunqi’s hands last time, I would never become his lackey."

...

Everyone made it clear that they couldn’t be traitors.

Zhao Jiang naturally trusted them: "It’s because I trust you that I called you here to discuss the matter. Given our consecutive defeats, there’s definitely someone leaking information within the alliance army.

In your opinion, among the other lords, besides yourselves, who is most likely to be the traitor?"

"This?" The individuals exchanged glances, unable to provide a definitive answer.

After all, every time there’s a meeting, it’s not just the lords; their close advisors also participate, so with so many people involved, it’s difficult to pinpoint anyone in particular.

However, they could narrow down the range.

Because throughout these battles, no one seemed to have stabbed them in the back.

This indicated that the informant wasn’t likely one of the Eighteen Lords.

If one of the lords were a spy, they could have easily turned their troops against us during the battle.

So the spy’s rank wasn’t high enough to command troops but was able to participate in the council meetings.

Zhao Qi and the others named all the suspects they could think of.

There were six of them, all Third Grade Innate Martial Artists.

Next step was to closely monitor these six individuals.

The matter of finding the spy was put on hold for now.

Then there was the matter of flooding the city.

"If anyone has any ideas, feel free to speak your mind," Zhao Jiang said.

Zhao Bo thought for a moment: "Alliance Leader, we can lie in wait for the opportunity."

Zhao Bo explained his thoughts in full detail.

...

Back in the city, Chen Mo naturally received praise once again.

He was already immune to such praise, so he ordered everyone to inspect their equipment.

He also instructed others to distribute weapons and battle armor from the reserves to the nearly forty thousand Yellow Turban Army soldiers they had assimilated.

Hearing this sudden order from Chen Mo, Feng Ji, Feng Jing, Li Yang, and the others were all stunned and hurriedly asked what had happened.

The Yellow Turban Army had only been assimilated for a few days, so how could they be given weapons and armor so soon...

Chen Mo didn’t say for now, and only instructed them to follow his orders.

...

Back at the County Government Office.

Jiang Ruoqing had just finished washing and hadn’t bolted the door when her backside was pinched, startling her to turn around, only to have her mouth blocked.

"Mmm..."

Pushed away by Chen Mo, flustered and embarrassed, Jiang Ruoqing scolded: "You stink, go wash up." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Chen Mo cleansed himself with True Qi, then lifted Jiang Ruoqing, placing her on a long table, lifting her skirt, hoisting...

"...I have something to tell you..." Chen Mo began explaining the potential bloody battle ahead to Jiang Ruoqing, then said: "If... ah... if things don’t look good, you must retreat from the battlefield quickly..."

ps: It’s almost over.