Quite a few Households Commanders spat blood on the spot, severely injured.
The air between heaven and earth was in chaos.
Even a master of Magic could probably not perform any deduction here.
"The four Thousand Households Commanders are either dead or have left, none are present, the number of soldiers in the camp has sharply decreased, and Song Kewang sitting at the altar cannot manage the whole situation."
"This is our best opportunity to strike."
"Charge!"
"Boom!"
"Boom boom!"
The earth trembled.
Nearly a hundred armored n burst out from the smoke and dust, their spears nearly a yard long breaking through the walls, charging towards the central area of the military camp.
"Enemy assault!"
"Woo..."
"Prepare to et the enemy!"
The sudden change threw the stationed soldiers into chaos, but fortunately, they were still able to organize so interception despite the long period of battle.
The military horn blared, echoing through half the city.
"Kill!"
Each of the armored n was strong and robust, their armor so firm that they feared no ordinary blades. They charged through, their long spears easily piercing through the intercepting soldiers.
The sharp blades cleaved through flesh.
"As expected of the brave soldiers trained by the Ren Family, forming a battalion with the strength of ten thousand warriors, even a Martial Artist would not dare to face them head-on."
Soone praised:
"In the Anxi Army, they would also be among the elite, wouldn't they?"
Ren Yan smiled without speaking.
To nurture these n, the Ren Family spent a considerable amount of wealth annually, which many deed unnecessary, thinking they would never be used.
Little did they know,
it was precisely because of their presence that many who harbored ill intentions towards the Ren Family held back.
Martial Artist?
Nearly a hundred Armored Martial Artists, even if a Great Zhou Celestial Martial Artist were surrounded by them, they would find escape difficult without tily extrication.
"They advance and retreat in order, their weapons are complete, Evil Qi is unified, this is the thod of training elite soldiers..." Incense Master Li squinted his eyes, showing a solemn expression:
"Was Brother Ren's ancestor a great general in the army?"
"No."
Ren Yan shook his head:
"Just happened upon a military book by chance."
Military books!
Nearby, several people's expressions changed, showing admiration on their faces.
Throughout history, military books were strictly forbidden by the Imperial Court, managed even more severely than Daoist Magic. A re glance by a commoner warranted capital punishnt for nine generations.
After all,
military books are the true weapon capable of overthrowing the Imperial Court.
It is also due to the current chaos and frequent changes in the court, otherwise, the Ren Family wouldn't dare reveal such skills.
"Ha!"
An angry shout ca from afar.
The brave soldiers of the Ren Family finally collided with the elite of the Anxi Army, their progress halted, while more soldiers gathered from all around continuously.
Though brave, the number of soldiers does not compare to the vast divisions of the Anxi Army.
"Let's do it!"
Incense Master Li stretched his muscles, a dash of crimson appeared in his eyes, his foot tapped the ground, and he shot out like an arrow.
A few flashes later, he had rushed into the military camp.
With two curved blades in hand, he left blood and flesh in his wake, facing hardly any opponents.
Joining him were a few Martial Artists and so Three Blood warriors, all martial arts experts who easily carved a path through the crowd.
"Daoist Yuan."
Ren Yan gestured:
"Please."
"Alright, alright." Daoist Yuan gently stroked his beard and sighed helplessly:
"For the sake of our long-standing relationship, this humble Daoist will make an exception."
With that, he waved his long sleeves, sending over ten Fla Golden Lotuses flying out, setting the camp ablaze upon contact with anything wooden.
The flas spread rapidly as if oil was poured on them.
"Go!"
Daoist Yuan executed a Finger Technique, pointing forward lightly:
"Fengcheng, rise!"
With his motion, the flas burning inside the camp suddenly gathered inward, and then a soaring Fire Phoenix erged.
"Screech!"
The Fire Phoenix shrieked into the sky, swooping down ferociously, spewing flas as it charged ahead, incinerating everything in its path, with soldiers screaming in agony.
In an instant.
The sky was alight with flas, the air filled with continuous screams.
"Ah!"
"Watch out!"
"It's a Mage!"
"Dragon Gate Profound Fire Technique!" Soone shouted angrily to the sky:
"Which Mage of the Dragon Gate Sect is here? Do you know the cri of attacking the Imperial Court's camp? Does the Dragon Gate Sect wish to be erased from history?"
"Hmph!"
Daoist Yuan snorted coldly:
"Courting death!"
The Fire Phoenix turned in midair, crashing in the direction of the voice.
"Boom!"
A massive fireball appeared out of thin air, with rapidly expanding air forming a small mushroom cloud, smoke trailing down around it.
And the core of the explosion...
Even a Martial Artist might not leave any remains.
Ren Yan's eyes narrowed, fear surging in his heart. No wonder they say never to provoke a Mage, the destructive power of a prepared Mage is truly terrifying.
In a single blow, the morale of the soldiers in the camp plumted.
...
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
In front of the altar.
Song Kewang sat cross-legged, unmoved by the slaughter outside.
A short distance from him, a blood-red long sword was inserted in the center of the altar, its blade glowing with a demonic light, also reflecting the fervent eyes of Song Kewang.
"The more die, the sooner the Thousand Autumn Sword is ford."
With his years of military experience, would he not know that sothing was amiss in the city recently?
Would he not know the consequences of pushing the Ren Family too hard?
But...
It aligns with his heart's intent!
As for many dying because of it?
So what!
As long as he achieves Martial Arts Grandmaster status, everything is worth it.
"Slash..."
The tent was cut open by a sharp blade, a beam of light shot in, and the reflection of the blade's cold gleam made Song Kewang squint his eyes.
The intruder charged forward with a sword, shouting angrily:
"You dog thief Song, today I shall avenge my brother!"
"Oh!"
Song Kewang raised his eyebrows:
"I've killed too many to rember, but no matter, you'll soon see your so-called brother anyway."
As he spoke, he reached out with one hand, ignoring the flashing blade and easily plunging into the intruder's chest, pulling out a steaming heart along with so ribs.
Casually tossing it aside, he flung the body into the altar.
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