Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 832 - 432: Night Raid

After such an incident, those who have been scared out of their wits will likely find it hard to muster the strength, so they might as well forget about slaughtering the city. Just rally the troops and retreat instead, ordering all units and camps to immediately gather and tally their numbers.

In the end, tallying up, it seems that good people don’t live long, while scourges endure for a thousand years. The rebel army has just ransacked and seized military resources before leaving the city; the day of full celebration hasn’t arrived yet, so most of the troops are not in the city.

The camps are stationed on open ground outside the city. Though shaken, the tents have all collapsed, not crushing too many people. Under Ma Qiu’s command, only a couple of unfortunate ones got severely scalded when hot soup splashed on them.

The Heavenly King Army, while regrouping, certainly won’t bother to rescue the disaster victims. Now, as the city they relied on for food has become a wasteland, they hastily pack up and head toward the main camp in East Capital Liang City.

Tie Dan managed to get himself a horse, blending into the crowd, moving along with the army.

Well, no point in rescuing when there’s a lack of medicine and food. Would they be saved only to become slaves? Dying in a moment might actually be easier. That’s the way the world is—life is worthless... Oh, not entirely. To the Divine Sect, it might still be worth something...

"Great, Master, are you serious? Is this really a grand formation laid by the Demon Sect?"

Tie Dan cast a sidelong glance at the blabbering Huyan Mo,

"Do you think I’m joking with you?"

"I wouldn’t dare, but if it’s truly the case, what should we do?"

Leopard Head was nearly distraught, as being suddenly buried under dirt with a bang left one wondering if they could ever sleep peacefully again.

Tie Dan coldly replied,

"What’s the plan? Attack Suiyang."

"This..."

Ping Xian, covering his face, interjected with a muffled voice,

"Suiyang is not easy to take down, and that governor knows his military tactics."

Ma Qiu nodded repeatedly,

"Master, you might not know. We’ve fought the Suiyang Governor several times before. That old man exhausts every tactic, with endless secret strategies, having arranged numerous hidden paths and ambushes outside the city. He raids camps and initiates surprise attacks, appearing and disappearing unpredictably, going to any lengths. He’s burned our granaries three times already; it’s really tough to crack him."

Tie Dan glared at him,

"Suiyang has only a few thousand troops. Your mounts and demon beasts aren’t that few. Gather all elite soldiers, fly straight into the city to capture the flag, killing anyone in your path until you reach the end. Is it difficult?"

Leopard Head grimaced,

"Saying it like that makes sense, and perhaps in a normal location, we could take it by force. But the Immortal Palace has long been established in Suiyang, with city walls four zhang high and moats eight chi deep, spanning rivers and joining trenches, as solid as iron. The whole city and walls are riddled with rune prohibitions, having cut off the Earth Vein long ago, capturing every advantage of timing and geography. They can use Refining, while we are forbidden to perform Magic, making flight impossible.

Moreover, there’s the Immortal Venerable’s Martial Treasure, the Sunset Divine Bow on the city walls, its Divine Power unmatched, its murderous aura overwhelming, suppressing all demons severely, unable to even urinate. Not to mention the other Mechanical Soldiers, blade wagons, and crossbows, with volleys of arrows and stones—a living Hell. Unless tens of thousands die, it’s unlikely we’ll even touch the city wall."

Naturally, Tie Dan didn’t believe these seasoned old warriors were just stalling; could Suiyang be harder to take than Ye Capital or the Three Constellations? A hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers had already been wiped out; fifty thousand against a few thousand should surely triumph? It’s simply the unwillingness to be the cannon fodder in the first wave.

But speaking of which, when the Immortal Palace doesn’t falter, it can occasionally fight very well. Moreover, there’s the Divine Sect secretly aiding them. They’re clearly aiming to leverage the battle at Suiyang to set up formations and initiate calamity, Blood Refining billions in the Central Plains, and won’t let the crucial Array Eye fall before Eastern does become a sea of blood.

Moreover, Tie Dan knew there’s always a lurking yellow sparrow behind. After all, sixty years later, this place fell into the Mystic Sect’s hands.

Hmm, thinking about it, no wonder the boss was driven into depression, challenging the Three Great Sects head-on...

"Bang!"

"Kill——!"

"Ambush! We’re ambushed!"

"Hold your ground! Hold, brothers!"

Yet halfway there, another incident occurred.

Tie Dan turned back and saw smoke rising from the rear ranks, with flames reaching to the sky—it turned out the supply convoy had been ambushed.

Hmm? How interesting...

Ma Qiu’s unit was made up of elite assault cavalry, naturally leading the way at the forefront. Yet even Tie Dan hadn’t noticed any ambush by the roadside, while the rear was being harassed.

The battle at Suiyang is becoming complex...

Seeing the rear ranks under attack, Ma Qiu and the others couldn’t focus on chatting and immediately directed a thousand elite riders to turn back and aid them.

Tie Dan was familiar with the Northern Soldiers’ orders, blending in and joining the army to observe what was going on.

As heavily armored troops generated a gust of iron wind, rushing to the back ranks swiftly, he didn’t even catch a glimpse of an enemy.

Only a sea of fire raged, and the supplies looted from the city went up in flames. Auxiliaries ran wildly, hurriedly summoning water through talismans to douse the fire.

"Search the mountain! Search the mountain! Kill them all!"

At that moment, a group of soldiers came, led by someone either a Colonel or a Central Lang General, shouting orders in a rage. Ma Qiu immediately led his personal soldiers over to guard him, while Ping Xian and Huyan Mo each spearheaded five hundred riders with infantry trailing behind, marching into the forest along the Chidao to investigate.

Tie Dan swept his Divine Sense and knew there’s nobody around, so he didn’t waste efforts searching. Circling the supply convoy for inspection, yet found no trace of ignition.

It defied logic for the flames to burn so fiercely. Even after using numerous Xuanming Talismans, it couldn’t be contained. Ordinary Red Fiend Fire Technique shouldn’t burn this hot, right? Yet there’s no Cultivator’s aura around?

If nobody sparked the fire, could it have fallen from the sky...