Everyone repositioned themselves, but Yan Zhichun’s expression grew heavy.

She knew that this coordinated offensive naturally wouldn’t have much impact on Heavenly Ox—it was all a feint to break through the opponent’s “Conviction.”

The “Ants'” killing lunges were a feint, Su Shan reporting coordinates was a feint, Old Sun brazenly throwing stones was also a feint. Only when Heavenly Ox thought she had discovered a flaw and revealed herself would Black Sheep’s attack and everyone’s “Echoes” become the killing move.

They had already made it so obvious, yet Heavenly Ox only took the bait after several attacks.

“She’s even more slow-witted than I imagined…”

Su Shan stared with her bloodshot eyes, repeatedly searching, and soon locked onto Heavenly Ox again.

“Yan Zhichun, what should we do…?” She asked with a slightly dazed expression. “Should we continue positioning?”

Yan Zhichun hesitated slightly. The first layer of killing moves had now injured Heavenly Ox, and next would be the second layer of killing moves. This was the strategic method learned from White Sheep—using countless layers of feints to hide the true killing move. Whenever the enemy thought the offensive had ended, they would fall into the next despair, suffering catastrophic defeat after racking their brains, enduring comprehensive physical and mental blows.

Only this could be called a true “victory.”

Yan Zhichun looked toward Jiang Ruoxue’s direction. Jiang Ruoxue was currently conversing with that elderly man who scooped the ground. The two held an eyeball in their hands, seemingly not yet having reached an agreement.

“Heavenly Ox can’t see through my plan. We can continue execution.” Yan Zhichun said. “Give Ruoxue a bit more time. We’ll soon be able to form an automatic tracking offensive.”

“Okay, I understand.” Su Shan nodded blankly. Just as she was about to report Heavenly Ox’s position again, she never expected that Heavenly Ox would prepare to use a desperate tactic at this critical juncture.

Sound wave vibrations appeared from her direction, and a tremendous voice also rang out like exploding thunder.

“Enemy attack in the Cargo Hold!!”

Regardless of everything, she released “Amplification,” shouting loudly toward the entrance.

Many people covered their ears waiting for this tremendous sound to dissipate. Among them, several people locked onto Heavenly Ox’s position through the “Amplification” and continued using “Echoes” to launch fierce attacks.

Invisibly, Heavenly Ox let out several muffled groans, seemingly injured again. But she also seemed to have her own plan. At this moment she no longer dodged, only continuously calling out for help.

“Even if I die, the entrance must be destroyed!! The Ants cannot be allowed to enter the carriages!!”

More and more “Echoes” began flying toward Heavenly Ox’s position. Heavenly Ox knew she couldn’t hold on much longer. The aura of death began pressing down on her. At this moment she felt her heart seemed to be clutched by something again.

A thought that had never appeared before began surfacing in her mind—

“Are we going to lose?”

Was these people’s ultimate goal to “liberate the Ants”?

This move they were making was even more dangerous than she had imagined.

At this moment her heart was being squeezed, her body began swelling, invisible stones grew from her hands, and her feet began stepping in water. If she only had one sentence to say… what sentence could turn the tide?

Yes, only one sentence remained.

Heavenly Ox pondered for a second, then said loudly:

“This is Qinglong’s order, everyone must comply!!”

After speaking, she withdrew her voice and quickly moved with her injuries, leaving everyone’s attack range.

She didn’t know why, but she felt she had always been fighting alone. There were clearly several times more “Zodiacs” than “Participants” on the “Train,” so why had she fallen into a situation of fighting alone?

Could it be that the “Zodiacs” on other battlefields were suppressing “Participants” with massive numbers, leading to insufficient manpower on her end?

Heavenly Ox quickly calculated the current situation. The only thing she could do to help Qinglong now was to protect the “Cargo Hold.” The battle situation ahead wasn’t difficult—as long as the “Zodiacs” worked together with one mind to block the “Cargo Hold” exit, they wouldn’t even need to deploy “Celestial Level.” Only a group of “Earth Level” and “Human Level” needed to step forward, and the “Cargo Hold” would be safe and sound. Even if she herself died, the “Rebels” definitely couldn’t escape.

In this way, the “Participants'” vanguard mission would fail, and the plans connected to them would also be affected. The “Zodiacs” would gain time to regroup and could use absolute differences in strength and numbers to eliminate the “Participants” one by one.

After all, there were still “Celestial Level” and “Qinglong” stationed here. If even she could produce this level of tactical command, couldn’t Qinglong, the other “Celestial Level,” and “Earth Level” think of it?

The probability of losing this battle was too small.

Although she had falsely conveyed Qinglong’s order, a general in the field need not accept all commands from the sovereign. This was all to suppress the rebellion—she could only figure out how to explain it afterward.

Just as Heavenly Ox had made up her mind, she saw numerous “Ants” pouncing toward her again. She could only begin dodging once more.

She had suffered many injuries in the previous offensive, and her dodging movements became increasingly sluggish. But now she completely dared not attack that man who summoned stones again, fearing more traps were waiting for her.

Seeing this, Yan Zhichun could only modify the tactics again. While directing Su Shan, she issued orders to Saturday: “Their ‘reinforcements’ will arrive soon. Have Auntie Tong and Luo Shiyi, who temporarily can’t help, lead five people to support near the exit, but don’t reveal yourselves first. Just observe the situation.”

Auntie Tong and Luo Shiyi knew this was basically a suicide mission. At the critical moment, they might have to use their own lives to guard that door. But neither of them hesitated. Taking several “Extreme Path” members, they left the plaza taking advantage of the chaos.

Perhaps even Heavenly Ox herself hadn’t expected that “Qinglong’s order” would be so effective. Because the “Cargo Hold” door hadn’t closed, her tremendous voice transmitted from the bottom level into the corridor, echoing in the ears of every “Zodiac” in every corridor.

Throughout the entire “Train,” the “Earth Level” and “Human Level” who had chosen to observe and wander began reluctantly moving into action after hearing this tremendously loud voice.

After all, this was the first time they had clearly heard Qinglong’s instructions since the rebellion began.

Near the train’s front, “Zodiacs” in twos and threes began moving toward the “Cargo Hold.”

Although Heavenly Ox’s words sounded righteous and stern, most people didn’t much care about Heavenly Ox’s life or death. They only captured one piece of information—that was to “destroy the entrance.”

At the “Cargo Hold” entrance, Man-Monkey stood outside the door with a group of Earth Tiger’s students, their faces full of worry. They had clearly heard Heavenly Ox’s “Amplification.” Now footsteps sounded throughout the corridor in various places. Clearly, large groups of troops were walking toward them.

“What should we do…?” A Man-Dog asked Man-Monkey.

“Turn around, face the door.” Man-Monkey said with a serious expression. “Those who have masks, put them all on. There’s not much we can do. We’ll stall for as long as we can.”