Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 834 - 433: Eastern Country Liangdu

East Capital Liang City, with Gen River embracing its front and Liang River accompanying its back, is a city with four broad streets leading in from all directions and converging from far and wide. It stretches for fifty li with deep trenches and high walls. Twelve gates open up into nine bustling markets, arranged like a chessboard with houses and alleys in neat and straight lines. Thousands of doors and ten thousand households are densely packed.

The nine markets open, goods are assorted and shuttled through, merchants and travelers throng together, treasures are piled high, gold shops and jewel markets, silk and satin fill the courtyards. The neighborhoods are bustling, songs and drums echo in the sky, market towers are noisy, kitchen smoke rises, ornamental lanterns light up, music and songs never cease.

Yet for all its peaceful prosperity, its downfall is swift; the jade towers and marble trees eventually turn to dust, gold markets and silver streets cannot escape the ravages of war. Market towers silent, wine flags burnt to ashes, thousands of doors and households become flying dust. The treasures of the nine markets all turn to dust and ashes. Mountain Man Xuantian sighed, fools and idiots, they neglected to repair the fire escape routes.

Tie Dan led the charge, ahead of everyone, three riders behind him in an arrowhead formation piercing into the sea of fire, like a sharp arrow flying against the wind, breaking through the great camp in no time.

All at once, the signal fires soared to the sky, smoke and fire rain like a carousel fleeting past Tie Dan’s front, the crimson flying stars in the sky seemed to follow his figure, as if scarlet eyes in the heavens chased his silhouette.

However, Tie Dan feigned ignorance, shouting loudly, acting like mad under Primordial Spirit Law, while galloping his horse through the camp, unfazed, charging toward the crowd, randomly blasting with a wild saber, splitting the blocking soldiers and horses into fragments, directly carving a bloody path into the Eastern Capital.

This Liangdu is originally the provincial capital of the Eastern Country, the fiefs of relatives and vassal kings. Only the Ziwei Constellation also guarded against local Wang Sect and didn’t allow them to build high fortresses, facilitating the gathering of merchants and the flow of carts and horses, making it a densely populated and commercially prosperous great metropolis.

In addition, taxes, money, and grain from the southeast two vassals transported via canal are all stored in the important region of Taicang, along with the people’s wealth scraped away by the East King’s sect over ten thousand years. In Liang City, there are truly countless government and private warehouses, thus even rebel armies are reluctant to butcher this city, using this place as a palace camp instead. Only the King of Hejian’s personal troops can enter the city to garrison, while the rest disperse elsewhere to feed, so at this time, only a few ten thousand soldiers and horses are stationed outside the city.

Tie Dan, not blind, saw the camp outside the city whistling, chaotic soldiers fighting fiercely, invading like fire. Naturally, he didn’t charge into the crowd for reckless battles, specifically choosing gaps between camps, circling to undefended places to attack, so the group managed to pass lightly beyond the camp outside the city, merely broke through three or five barriers to reach the outer walls of the city.

However, at this time, not only were the camp’s entrances congested, but all over Liang City, they were fighting fiercely, not only chaotic soldiers swinging swords and chopping each other, slashing severed limbs, but also the helpless civilians in the city who originally had no power to bind a chicken now madly roamed, every one howling and shrieking, dancing frenziedly in the sea of fire, screaming like demons, climbing walls and rooftops to attack.

Indeed climbing walls and rooftops, men and women, young and old, leaping and scrambling out like angry monkeys, screaming, using fingers to dig, using teeth to bite, many still alight like being possessed, fearless and painless, even chopped in half by a saber, intestines and viscera sent spraying out, still must leap forward to tear off a slice of flesh.

Tie Dan brandished the saber, slicing through like chopping vegetables and melons, too many people rushed up, causing the blood to pour in waves, splattering all over his face, his vision glued by red, while the three riders behind were instantly engulfed by hordes of mad civilians, disappearing into places unknown.

And Tie Dan had no time to return to rescue them, delay a moment and fear being drowned by endless human tides, only keep advancing fiercely, carving a bloody path through streets and alleys.

Suddenly, his mount beneath him neighed, rearing up! It was the blood man stomped and crushed on the ground dragging its intestines and exploded up! Charging forward and tearing the horse’s belly! That military horse jumped once and collapsed to the ground, immediately swarmed by mad demon men rushing up, heart-scooping, lung-gouging, in a blink torn to bloody pieces!

Tie Dan, seeing the situation, had to descend from the mount to fight on foot. He performed the Cloud Riding Escape Technique, weaving left and right, stepping forward and back, using an eccentric movement technique to transcend the crowd. Forcibly breaking free towards the inside.

Luckily these after all are just mortals, even crazed their skills are limited, as long as not completely encircled, for a moment not too dangerous. Though speaking of it, this iron great chopper in hand is quite agile, splitting, chopping, slicing iron, mincing flesh and bone, slashing from the city gate to the vegetable market, the blade didn’t curl, quality is quite good...

"Boom!"

Then a high-explosive projectile landed right next to Tie Dan, immediately lifting a monstrous wave of flesh, blasting him off, fortunately, Tie Dan’s footing agile, sliding friction stepping on blood mud and drifted away, still hit by numerous shrapnel and felt intense pain all over.

"Damn it!"

Tie Dan mixed in the roaring shrieking crowd, bellowing angrily at the soaring iron kite in the sky, luckily the drone didn’t fly back for another blast.

Of course, Tie Dan was well aware, likely not those bloody eyes, seeing him single-rider entering the city, grew suspicious, throwing explosives down to eliminate him. After all, he maintained a low profile all the way, only wreaked havoc with the Five Tigers Breaking Door Saber, a body smeared in blood, mixed in the crowd; who knows who you are to specifically drop millions of cash here.

This is crashing into the boss room.

Looking up, he only saw the hills of piled bones and flesh forest above, ankle-deep muddy blood sea beneath, within the smoke and fire prison that covers the sun and clouds, stood a majestic and magnificent palace complex.