I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 279 - 123: The City Ablaze, One Million Corpses
The flames exploded, and Qiu Que was thrown out, his body sent flying dozens of zhang away.
Huo Chang, without hesitation, drove the chariot that had lost the Kui Ox Divine Form, ramming it towards the Xiaoyang holding the banner.
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Thump, thump, thump!
Earlier, when Huo Chang carved a bloody path through the frontline, the Black Armored Soldiers gripped their heavy blades and marched in formation behind him.
Even while sprinting, the formation of the Black Armored Soldiers remained unbroken, holding their heavy blades tightly as they followed closely behind the chariot.
Wherever they passed, Xiaoyang approached from both sides, and the Heavy Armor Martial Artists branched out, swinging their blades down.
With each swing, Xiaoyang weapons and bodies were severed, splattering blood.
"Kill!"
Huo Chang drove the chariot into the rear of the Xiaoyang line, charging towards the Xiaoyang Banner, while the Black Armored Soldiers gripped their heavy blades and began their slaughter.
The heavy blades lifted and slashed down in unison.
There was no pretension of blocking techniques, just simple slashing with one blade after another, and in the blink of an eye, the splattered blood stained the black armor red.
As those in the front fell, the Heavy Armored Soldiers from behind stepped up to fill the gaps, continuously swinging their blades forward to hack and slash.
Soon enough, the Black Armored Soldiers were the first to break through the Xiaoyang Array.
Then, a horn sounded within the Black Armored Soldiers.
In the blink of an eye, the Black Armored Soldiers rapidly changed formation, the rear becoming the front, and the front moved to the middle of the formation for a rest.
Having rapidly changed formation, the Black Armored Soldiers swung their heavy blades once more, charging back into the Xiaoyang Race Soldiers.
The clash between the two factions of war soldiers rendered the battlefield extraordinarily chaotic, yet one black and one red battalion maintained their formation, continuously devouring the Xiaoyang Race Soldiers.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a large number of Xiaoyang Race Soldiers cried out in misery, their arms wielding weapons feeling as heavy as lead, with waves of numbness.
Previously engaged in combat with the Human Race Soldiers, this brief slowdown was all it took for either their heads to be severed by falling blades or for their brains to be smashed open by a Brain-Opening Hammer.
The soldiers who experienced this had visible wounds and cuts, causing the previously scattered Witch Medicine to seep into their bodies.
Amidst fierce combat, the Witch Medicine quickly took effect.
"Commander Xiaoyang has been slain!"
"Xiaoyang has been defeated!"
In the sky, the Cyan Simurgh Soldiers diving in flight shouted as the Xiaoyang Banner fell, and the shout immediately spread throughout the battlefield.
The banner was over ten zhang tall and could be seen from anywhere on the battlefield.
The Xiaoyang Race Soldiers, upon seeing this, realized only the Human Race Battle Banner remained; combined with their bodies feeling increasingly heavy and numb, some Xiaoyang began to turn and run.
Nobody knew who was the first Xiaoyang to turn and flee, but across the expansive battlefield, one Xiaoyang after another began to retreat like a tidal wave.
"Kill!"
As the Xiaoyang began to crumble, the elated Human Race Soldiers, amidst their slaughter, seized their weapons and pursued.
Xiaoyang completely collapsed.
Any Xiaoyang running too slowly was hacked down to the ground.
Chasing those fleeing, they advanced with unstoppable vigor, as the Xiaoyang retreated towards the Yang Mountain Ruins Market City, pursued relentlessly by the Three Fire Race Soldiers led by the Blood Sea Guard.
Chasing down for fifty li to the Yang Mountain Ruins Market, countless Xiaoyang corpses filled the barren plains along the way, with blood dyeing the wild grass red.
The Xiaoyang Race Soldiers, retreating to the Yang Mountain Ruins Market, had barely caught their breath.
Rows of giant crossbows were arranged outside the city.
Previously, only five hundred had been deployed on the battlefield.
The rapid changes of the battlefield’s charge allowed just two volleys before halting to prevent friendly fire.
But now, another five hundred giant crossbows were swiftly reloaded, the giant arrows strapped with bamboo tubes specially made with Beast Oil Barrels.
"Fire!"
Boom, boom, boom!
The giant arrows pierced the air, some hitting the city walls with the oil barrels, triggering some residual Witch Talisman Spirit Bans.
More giant arrows crashed directly into the city, oil barrels in tow.
"Commander, the Human Race intends to destroy the entire city — don’t they even care about the cities they built themselves!"
"Damn it, these Humans are certainly not from Ji Land; Ji land’s people aren’t this ruthless."
"What about all the resources in the city — won’t they take them?"
"And there are some Human captives too!"
Upon the city walls, Qiu Que, who had retreated, led several Myriarchs, intending to rely on the Witch Talisman Spirit Ban left on the walls to resist the Human Race Soldiers.
However, they had not anticipated the giant arrows raining down not upon the walls but directly into the city.
There are Spirit Bans on the city walls, but none inside the city.
The falling giant arrows pinned down various parts of the city, causing the beast oil in the bamboo tubes they carried to rupture, spilling oil everywhere.
And within the city, it was crowded with the Xiaoyang Race.
Previously driven to the Yang Mountain Ruins Market by the Three Fire Division, the martial artists of various Xiaoyang Divisions were conscripted, and the remaining people temporarily resided in the city.
At this moment, the falling giant arrows directly nailed some of the Xiaoyang inside the city to death.
In the sky above the city, one Cyan Simurgh after another soared across the sky, directing the Giant Crossbow Soldiers outside the city on the positions of the falling giant arrows.
"One hundred feet east from the center of the city!"
"The force is too strong, relax the bowstring by two inches!"
"There are thatched huts in the northeast direction of the city!"
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"Damn it, kill these flying birds!"
"Quick, release the arrows!"
The Xiaoyang within the city naturally understood the threat posed by the flying birds, and the sky was dense with arrows, interspersed with some giant arrows.
But the Cyan Simurghs directly flew high into the sky, appearing only as black dots when viewed from below.
Sporadic Xiaoyang rode flying battle beasts to charge out, but were immediately intercepted by a team of Cyan Simurgh Soldiers led by a Cyan Simurgh leader.
Fire! Fire! Fire!
With the guidance of the Cyan Simurghs, the Giant Crossbow Soldiers quickly reloaded, and in just a quarter of an hour, they launched over ten thousand barrels of beast oil into the Ruins Market City.
Next, fiery arrows shot through the sky.
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Rumble!
Fierce flames ignited within the Yang Mountain Ruins Market City, sweeping through the entire city in the blink of an eye.
Yet this situation did not stop the Human Race Giant Crossbow Soldiers outside the city, who continued to throw wood, dry grass, and beast oil into the city.
The city gate on the eastern side of the market opened, and countless Xiaoyang swarmed out, met by a batch of Giant Crossbows that had been repositioned and leveled.
Boom, boom, boom! 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
The giant arrows pierced through the air, driving up a wave of blood.
Numerous Xiaoyang people screamed, shouting for their Clan Soldiers.
Woo, woo, woo!
The sound of horns echoed as the well-rested Human Race Soldiers charged at the fleeing Xiaoyang Race emerging from the city.
Kill, kill, kill!
Without any shouting, they swung their swords and spears, charging to kill.
The Xiaoyang Race that fled the city dared not pause for a moment and did not engage with the Human Race Soldiers, but merely fled desperately into the distance.
The burning city began to crumble, and on the eastern wasteland of the city, Xiaoyang blood flowed like rivers, with Xiaoyang being slain continuously on the wasteland.
The fast-fleeing Xiaoyang slipped into forests, jumped into rivers and wetlands, hid in mountain ravines, running anywhere that seemed like a hiding place.
Along a blood-soaked path stretching hundreds of miles, casualties were countless, with Xiaoyang’s scattered blood and bones littering the way.
From the southbound Xiaoyang, occupying the surroundings of the Yang Mountain Ruins Market, migrating hundreds of large and small tribes.
Even if not all tribes avoided to the Yang Mountain Ruins Market here, at least more than half of the Xiaoyang gathered here.
Unfortunately, the Xiaoyang were too numerous, and the Human Race Soldiers too few; even in pursuit of their fleeing enemies, a large number of Xiaoyang still escaped into forests and waterlands to hide.
Huo Chang, driving his chariot, traveled along the bloody path, pursuing the Xiaoyang Commander Qiu Que, but unfortunately, he let him escape.
Seeing the scattering Xiaoyang, he ordered each division to start regrouping.
After this grand and thorough victory, even if there were remnants of Xiaoyang fleeing into the forests, the Xiaoyang around the Yang Mountain Ruins Market would no longer pose any threat to the Three Fire Division.
Each division began to follow the path of pursuit, gathering Xiaoyang corpses and armaments, while some broken remnants of flesh, too shattered to collect, were left to nourish the earth.
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The chariot returned to the Yang Mountain Ruins Market City, and Huo Chang chose a place to ascend the city walls.
The massive city walls had begun to collapse in places, and inside the city, flames were still burning, with thick smoke billowing and the pungent smell of burning filling the surroundings.
This city was as good as destroyed.
But what does it matter? Rebuild it once demolished.
The Xiaoyang thought they could defend the city, thinking he coveted the city’s materials, but to Huo Chang, everything was empty, only people were fundamental.
As a Clan Leader who had relocated the clan division multiple times, he wouldn’t care about a city.
"Aluan, send a message to Acan, tell him I’ve led our forces to crush the Xiaoyang stronghold at the Yang Mountain Ruins Market, with a million Xiaoyang corpses and blood and bones strewn over hundreds of miles."
"Bring back all collected Xiaoyang blood and bones, quickly refine them into Blood Pills, I want to expand our forces!"
"Ask Acan, do we continue to proceed further!"
