Chapter 403: Chapter 311: Reinforcements, Body of the Witch Race! (Double-Length)

Buzz!

At that moment, a torrential innate qi aura, like a silver ribbon slicing across the sky, thundered down, crashing onto the earth outside the city.

In a mere instant, countless Demons were obliterated!

Song Changming, though far from where the innate qi aura descended, still felt the ground tremble violently.

Many Demons staggered, their legs weakened under the impact of this vast innate qi aura, as if they forgot how to walk!

"Tianshuang, we owe it all to you!"

A voice like the divine Buddha’s echoed in everyone’s ears.

Song Changming looked over and saw a figure descending from the sky, piercing the dark clouds and the overwhelming demon qi like a ray of dawn.

This entrance was exactly the same as when Wang Tianshuang saved the day!

"It’s the Commander of the Ninth group Army!" Xing Tiexin’s eyes sparkled, and he exclaimed with joy.

The fatigue on his face was replaced with renewed vigor.

In the battlefield, nothing is more exhilarating than the arrival of strong reinforcements.

Especially when this reinforcement is extraordinarily powerful!

"The Ninth group Army..." Song Changming vaguely remembered.

It seemed that the Main Flag Master of this Ninth group Army was also a clansman of Prince Cui, backed by the Hu Family, and indeed very formidable.

Accompanying this Main Flag Master were several leaders from the Ninth group Army.

With a group of powerful generals and a top-tier expert holding them, Song Changming immediately felt the battlefield pressure from the Demons decrease sharply.

As the demon corpses piled under the city wall, at some point, the Demons finally lost heart and fled like a stream.

The protective barrier, which had been teetering on the brink of collapse, ultimately did not wear out completely.

Song Changming, carrying his sword, panted heavily.

"Thanks for your hard work." Xing Tiexin patted Song Changming’s back with a smile.

Xing Tiexin had witnessed Song Changming’s performance in battle.

His team fought without losing a single leader, largely thanks to Song Changming’s significant contributions.

If not for Song Changming’s repeated interventions at crucial moments, at least three to five centurions in his team would have perished!

Even Fu Yuan might have been in danger.

To Xing Tiexin, there’s no better time than now to rejoice in having personally promoted Song Changming to Deputy General.

The more he thought about it, the more wise the decision seemed.

Song Changming nodded without saying a word.

Often, Xing Tiexin took on the toughest challenges, facing the strongest demons, so it was hard for him to look after all his subordinates.

But Song Changming, moving like the wind or lightning, effectively used his exceptional mobility to support other officers, keeping them safe and maintaining the battle array.

Among those rescued by Song Changming were two or three who were originally close to Zhao Linxin and Tang Qicheng.

Now, looking at Song Changming, their eyes were complex, and their stance had shifted to some extent.

Yes, in the face of this lifesaving grace, they wavered.

After all, it was Song Changming who saved them, not Zhao Linxin or Tang Qicheng, whom they supported and admired.

Song Changming didn’t care much about the centurions’ thoughts; he looked at the scene of many Demons fleeing for their lives in defeat.

He then looked up behind him.

Above the great city, two towering figures stood in midair, their Gang Qi blazing and surging towards the heavens, visible even from a hundred miles away, like fiery clouds.

Their presence was akin to that of two Furious-eyed Vajras guarding the Human Race, as Demons scurried away in panic beneath them.

These two Grand Marshals of the Cuiqi Army were crucial in this battle; holding this great Human Race city relied heavily on their decisive intervention.

Song Changming and the other subordinate leaders were, at best, just providing minor support, their roles far less significant than the two Grand Marshals of the Cuiqi Army.

This was inevitable; the true strength of an army lies in its numbers.

Only an immense army can unleash power far beyond individual capabilities.

Without soldiers under their command, the battlefield energy they could muster was naturally limited.

"Saved!"

"We are saved!"

The city’s populace wept with joy, as if narrowly escaping death.

Many, damp with sweat from anxiety, could finally relax.

"As expected of the Cuiqi Army under Prince Cui, these two masters are incredibly powerful!!"

Many Martial Artists in the city, looking up at the two divine Buddha-like figures above the great city, felt immensely grateful.

They praised the strength of the Human Race, wishing long life to their generals, cheering continuously.

Even though the city gates remained tightly shut, Song Changming could hear the commotion inside.

"Greetings, Grand Marshals." Hu Wutian and other Little Flag Masters flew into the air, paying respects to the two Flag leaders.

Even though one of them was a strong figure from the Hu Family, in a kinship relation, the formalities were still observed. When wearing military armor, they dared not overstep.

In the army, it was a trend for noble families to band together, but such practices were only allowed in private; openly, Prince Cui did not permit such tendencies.

The Hu Family had to lead by example and avoid criticism.

"Open the city, let the soldiers in for rest and treatment, and quickly clean up the battlefield!" Hu Xuzhi withdrew his overwhelming Gang Qi, ordering.

"Yes!" Hu Wutian responded immediately.

This city was originally under his guard and management.

Soon, the light membrane faded slightly but did not vanish completely.

The City Defense Array remained in a semi-activated state, ready to be reactivated in case of a Demon resurgence.

With the city gates wide open, Song Changming was also able to enter the city.