I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 190 - 89: Huo Chang: I Am Very Relieved

The internal framework is large, and once the clansmen put it on, it can fully stretch out.

"Alright, take off the leather clothing, we can run faster."

"Run as far as possible before dawn, otherwise carrying such a big flying ship is too conspicuous in broad daylight."

"Ajia, did you really manage to make the flying ship?"

Along the way, clansmen continuously appeared in the mountains and fields, greeting in passing.

Huo Jia chuckled, "Brothers, use your brains against Xiaoyang."

"Brothers, I'll deliver the treasure to the Ancestral Temple Keeper first."

Huo Jia's words were met with low curses from the group.

...

In another direction, Blazing Flame Race Soldiers were carrying giant crossbows, winding the thick beast sinews tightly, and then releasing them sharply.

The twanging sound echoed across the mountains under the night sky, the reverberations resonating.

In all four cardinal directions, clansmen were releasing the empty strings like this, and after releasing, they would run.

Indeed, releasing wasn't all; it was also accompanied by screams of pain.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

The screams echoed in the mountains.

"Scream louder, put more force into it!"

"Haven't you eaten?"

Huo Tu leaned against the rock wall, watching the surroundings warily, and casually kicked the clansman beside him.

"Scream louder, sound more miserable."

"Make it sound more like Xiaoyang."

The spots chosen by several figures were exactly facing the Xiaoyang's camp location.

"Ah!"

"Thousand Captain, I can't, my voice is hoarse, let others do it, I'll go face Xiaoyang instead."

"Exactly, we haven't seen a few Xiaoyang, only shouting here; we'll be laughed to death by the clansmen when we return."

"What are you babbling about? Quickly shout, weren't you all shouting gleefully on the kang at night, now shout louder."

Huo Tu went about kicking each person, with every kick, someone would let out a shout.

"Also, pay attention to the sound of the bowstrings."

"Thousand Captain, what kind of tactic is this?"

Huo Tu scratched his head, thinking about it but not quite understanding, but feeling that this would surely upset Xiaoyang.

"Who cares what tactic it is, shout a few more times, then we'll change locations."

...

Amidst the constant screams, a squad of Xiaoyang Martial Artists took hold of torches, heading towards the direction of the camp.

They reached the area surrounded by Crocodile Dragons.

Barrel after barrel of beast oil was thrown onto the Crocodile Dragons, then the fire was set ablaze.

The burning Crocodile Dragons let out roars and began to rampage through the camp.

"The Human Race has launched a stealth attack!"

Several 'Xiaoyang' who set the fires shouted out and ran towards the distance.

The Xiaoyang Race started to fall into chaos.

"Human Race, go to hell!"

Muo Chang soared into the air, stepping on the Xiaoyang Race members, dashed towards the burning Crocodile Dragon, and stabbed it to death with a spear, then charged towards the fire-starting 'Xiaoyang' Martial Artists.

Several brave teams pretending to be Xiaoyang clansmen had already dispersed, but it was a step too late.

Zing zing!

Fortunately, the giant crossbow's sound filled the air, with the giant arrows shot in this direction, the massive blaze pointing out the target for the crossbows.

Previously, to guard against surprises, there were not many torches in the camp formed by the gathered Xiaoyang.

Otherwise, the Blazing Flame Race Soldiers wouldn't have been able to infiltrate; they had to rely on the obscurity to approach the Crocodile Dragons.

The giant crossbow was fired from the high mountain ten miles away, operated by tribal leaders of Celestial Vein Level combat strength.

The sinews on the giant crossbow were pulled thin and pale, the twanging sound was unbearably sharp.

"Damn it, why hasn't that guy shown up!"

Huo Qingg, hiding in a pit near the camp, was fixated on the Xiaoyang Race's Myriarch.

Since entering the mountain, he realized that these three Xiaoyang Myriarchs were incredibly formidable, stronger than their own Clan Leader.

If he could concentrate the giant crossbows for a targeted attack, taking down the leader would be ideal.

Unfortunately, the leading Myriarch only came out once, and by the time he mobilized the giant crossbow, the Myriarch had gone back in.

...

At dawn.

The twanging of the giant crossbow strings and the unrelenting screams finally ceased as the sun was about to rise.

One Xiaoyang after another widened their eyes, observing their surroundings, eager to see which unlucky soul had been pierced by stray arrows.

Martial Artists can go several days without sleep, but in such a tense atmosphere, where vigilance against ambushes is stretched to the limit, even a single day is torturous.

Every time the giant crossbow string sounded, many within the Xiaoyang felt their muscles twitch.

...

Blazing Flame Tribe.

Huo Chang stood, gazing into the distance from the clan land, while Blazing Flame Race Soldiers entered the mountain forest; he hadn't slept all night, waiting for reports from the frontline clansmen, uncertain of how the battle was faring.

He needed to arrange follow-up battles based on the frontline situation, whether to ambush Xiaoyang again here at the clan land or to engage them further in the mountains.

Acan suggested disbanding into smaller groups, not to organize any tactic, allowing clansmen to find their own ways to fight as they see fit.

With the experience from last time, the soldiers' strength had significantly improved this time.

Therefore, Huo Chang didn't involve himself much in specific arrangements but left affairs to Huo Qingg, Huo Muu, Shan Bai, and others.

As long as everyone remembered to run if things turned unfavorable, and flee if pursued by Xiaoyang, the losses wouldn't be too severe.

Huo Chang was mentally prepared for the losses of clan soldiers.

In war, injuries and fatalities are inevitable; Blazing Flame needs a battle-hardened army.

"Tweet!"

As daylight fully broke, a Cyan Feathered Sparrow flew close to the ground, entering the clan land.

Huo Kui took down the bamboo tube from the sparrow's claws, containing many pieces of cut out beast skin paper.

"Quick, see where the Xiaoyang Division has reached, are they about to reach the clan land?"

Although Huo Chang didn't move, he anxiously asked.

"Clan Leader, it's still early!"

Huo Kui glanced at the message, saying, "Xiaoyang was blocked on the first day in the mountains; it will take at least two more days to reach the clan land."