Very soon, Mu Qingge saw the corpses of the Mu Family Army ssengers that Mo Yang ntioned. On the official road, seven or eight corpses dressed in the uniforms of the Mu Family Army ssengers lay strewn about.
Before their deaths, they had experienced fierce battles.
However, there were no bodies of their opponents, indicating that the assassins were stronger.
Who would dare target the ssengers of the Mu Family Army?
Mu Qingge dismounted, walked over to the bodies, and squatted down, searching carefully.
The condition of the bodies made Mu Qingge realize that the battle situation in Yi City was dire, and those clean, precise wounds also gave her so insight into the enemy’s capabilities.
"Little Lord!" Mo Yang suddenly called out.
Mu Qingge stood up and turned around to see Mo Yang briskly approaching with sothing in his hand.
Naturally, Mu Qingge’s gaze fell upon the object in his hand.
Made of cold iron, sharp at one end like an arrow, inscribed with the character ’Mu.’ "Little Lord, this is the Command Arrow of the Old Lord. It seems sothing major has happened in Yi City. Otherwise, the Old Lord wouldn’t have entrusted the Command Arrow, representing his identity, to a ssenger to bring out."
Mu Qingge took the Command Arrow from Mo Yang’s hand, gripped it tightly, mounted her horse again: "Go."
Hundreds of light cavalry once again headed towards Yi City. At the end of the team, a few stayed behind voluntarily to bury the Mu Family Army ssengers.
...
In Yi City, beneath the winding city walls and where it t Qinling, after several days of slaughter, the ground was soaked in blood.
Outside the city walls, fifty to sixty thousand soldiers with various injuries, led by General Zhen and General Qiu, ford into a neat formation, becoming a human wall against the Beast Clan’s assault.
A hundred ters away, innurable beasts approached step by step. To them, the tens of thousands of soldiers outside the city were nothing more than a delicious al.
General Zhen drew his steel blade, raising it high to the sky, and laughed heartily: "Brothers, when fighting humans, even in death, we can leave a whole corpse. When fighting these beasts, even in death, we might find it hard to tell who’s who. So be it! If these beasts dare to eat us, brothers, we’ll stuff ourselves to bursting, and once in the Underworld, we’ll fight them three hundred rounds more!"
"Roar—roar—!"
General Zhen’s words stirred morale.
The gathered morale of tens of thousands of soldiers resonated over the sky of Yi City.
Mu Xiong stood on the city wall, witnessing all this, feeling unspeakable pain. His hand supporting the wall crumbled the hard stone into powder. A blinding blue light entwined in his palm.
The high spirits of the Mu Family Army seed to provoke the beasts.
They glared viciously, baring their sharp fangs, roaring as they charged at the tens of thousands of soldiers.
As the beasts charged, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and other colors of light flickered faintly within the herd.
Upon seeing those lights, hopelessness filled Mu Xiong’s eyes.
He knew his tens of thousands of soldiers would not be returning.
"Brothers, charge—!" General Qiu and General Zhen raised their steel blades high, leading everyone to charge at the beasts, engaging in a fierce lee battle.
As the humans and beasts clashed, the chaotic battle situation relieved the pressure on this side of the city wall.
However, all the Mu Family Army on the city wall were filled with grief, their inner beasts roaring continuously, blood-red eyes filled with hatred as they watched the beasts tear their brothers apart, swallowing them whole.
The generals stood beside Mu Xiong, witnessing everything firsthand.
They wished fervently to leap down and fight those beasts to the end.
Each had already placed their hand on the hilt of their steel blades at their waists, also radiating various lights.
"Old General, let’s fight to the end!" a soldier broke down, shouting at Mu Xiong.
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