My Misfortune Crushed Instances

Li Rui did not expect that the Polar Alliance, taking advantage of the other two countries’ war, had pushed the frontlines significantly.

In comparison, Cold Wind State’s terrain was more elongated. Although the Western Kingdom had also retracted part of its occupied territory, there was a misalignment with the eastern region of Dragon Country.

This caused Li Rui and others, even after crossing the grain water, to still be behind enemy lines—only now, they were behind the Polar Alliance instead of the Western Kingdom.

"..."

Rossi and Vince were mentally shattered.

After enduring countless hardships, they thought they would finally see the light, only to end up still in the abyss.

"What should we do?" Kawina asked.

"There’s nothing we can do now. We’ve reached this position; surely, they’ve also discovered us."

Li Rui said, "Let’s break through from the northeast. There’s a vanguard camp of ours there, guarded by Kong Ji. If we cause chaos, maybe reinforcements will arrive."

He didn’t know that Kong Ji had been reassigned to the frontline, and the man with the big beard had returned south to defend.

He took out a map to explain the general situation to Ju Ye, who nodded and said, "We can only try."

Now surrounded by enemies on all sides, they had little time left to decide. If they delayed, it wouldn’t be long before they were completely encircled.

Ju Ye organized the troops, ready to launch a final charge, when suddenly Rossi shouted.

"There’s pursuit, run quickly!"

Li Rui glanced back, seeing a large group of pursuers from the direction of the Western Kingdom’s territory.

"They are determined to get us."

He sighed, "But I suddenly have a plan."

Ju Ye asked, "Do you mean the strategy of driving the tiger to swallow the wolf?"

Li Rui smiled slyly, "They like to chase; let’s make sure they can’t return."

...

The outpost originally belonging to Dragon Country had been taken over by the Polar Alliance. They left considerable forces to defend it because it was a critical point for the Western Kingdom to cross the grain water. If it fell, the frontline would be vulnerable on both sides.

The defense specifications here were high. Besides the frontline troops, there were dedicated intelligence personnel and top-tier experts.

"Bishop, I’ve discovered an entire squad of unidentified undead approaching us from the north."

The speaker was a middle-aged woman who looked up at the sky, her eyes showing only the whites.

In the direction she gazed, a bird of prey with a faint glow circled—it seemed more like a summoned creature than a natural one.

"Only undead?"

Asked a man, his hair longer than the woman’s beside him. Hearing that unknown figures were appearing behind them, he showed no sign of tension.

This was not just because he was here to defend against enemies coming from that direction, and an attack was within expectations, but also because his strength was formidable.

Anyone who faced him would endure countless negative effects, unable to exert strength and continuously suffering ongoing harm.

Not only did he inflict physical torment, but his loathsome combat style also mentally shattered enemies. People generally called him the Curse Priest.

Dylan Hegg, even at full strength, fell to this person, burdened with long-term debuffs, forcing him to retreat to recuperate and ultimately meet his end in Feihong Town.

Now, he faced Li Rui’s sudden attack.

Upon learning that there were several humans and one person from the Demon Race in that group, the man known as the Priest and the real bishop said, "Tell them to prepare for battle."

As a high-ranking member of Uleir’s Hope, he was certain his side did not have such a configuration.

Thus, the humans in this stronghold, along with the Zhangye State Demon Race they recruited, quickly took action, forming a formation to defend against the enemy.

Li Rui assessed the opponent’s deployment, then looked back at the approaching Hopkins and others but did not rush into action.

Kawina urged, "Should we go now? The pursuers are about to reach us."

"No, wait a bit longer."

Li Rui said, "It’s not the right time yet."

While he remained composed, others were uneasy, and even the undead under Ju Ye seemed slightly anxious.

Since descending from the plateau, they had witnessed these humans’ brutal tactics, knowing full well their ferocity rivaling the high priest and grand generals of the Royal Court. Naturally, they harbored no underestimation.

Fortunately, with Li Rui and Ju Ye present, they could maintain morale. In any other situation, facing wolves ahead and tigers behind, they might not have wanted to fight.

Li Rui continued to wait until Hopkins and his group started crossing the river, then he gave the order.

"Charge north! At the fastest speed, don’t stop for a second."

Rumble, rumble.

Nearly a hundred ghost cavalry started moving, quickly reaching maximum speed. Although this would consume a large amount of Evil Qi, the order was given and must be obeyed.

A group of human and ghost demons charged towards the Polar Alliance’s formation with great haste, their actions noticed by both the front defenders and the rear pursuers.

A problem arose—Hopkins and his group, sprinting from the rear, lacked the chance for reconnaissance. Seeing Li Rui and others suddenly sprinting, they naturally assumed they’d been detected by the pursuers.

"Catch them, this is the last chance. If they go further north, they’ll reach the Dragon Country’s territory."

They were fatigued from battles to the north, but a public spectacle of Li Rui killing a high-ranking member lowered morale and frustrated the command center, prompting them to send pursuers hurriedly.

At the same time, it was an uncompromising order—they must hunt down the Foggy Evil Ghost or face disgrace for the Western Country, even shaking confidence among the others.

If they failed, future battles might trigger thoughts—if that evil ghost could reach the front line and kill the Blood Barber, who’s to say he wouldn’t do the same to me?

Upper-level pressure and personal desire made their current orders somewhat reckless.

Under his pursuit, Li Rui charged at the Polar Alliance position, drawing closer and closer. As they approached engagement range, he ordered Ju Ye to lead the ghost cavalry and make a sudden 90-degree right turn.

Seeing this move, both the Curse Priest guarding ahead and Hopkins pursuing behind were stunned.

The former, preparing for battle, nearly twisted his back as the enemy unexpectedly changed direction.

The latter, after Li Rui and others veered off, noticed the distant position previously obscured by the ghost cavalry’s Evil Qi.

In the midst of an intense chase, alarm bells rang in Hopkins’ mind.

There was no time to discern what lay ahead; the first response was that Li Rui was luring them into a trap.

"Retreat!"

He immediately issued the order.

Pursuit remained a priority, but upon realizing they were ensnared, prudence overruled stubbornness.

However, at this moment, the Curse Priest ahead observed what seemed to be a separation in the enemy forces—the vanguard was far ahead of the main force.

Deciding swiftly, he adopted the principle that offense is the best defense.

"Cut them off!"