Chapter 37: Preparations Before the Big Battle!
"Phew." Lin Feng felt extremely exhausted because he had activated the Bronze Fragment, and every time he activated it, it wasn't easy at all, consuming a great deal.
But fortunately, Lin Feng's cultivation had improved, so unlike before, he wouldn't go weak right after activating the Bronze Fragment.
"Li Daoxie has fled with a broken arm!"
Many people cheered.
Indeed, it was a cheer-worthy and pride-worthy event. How formidable were those of the Martial King Level?
But now, under the leadership of Lin Feng, everyone had defeated them horribly!
Had it not been for sheer luck, they might have died horribly.
Naturally, everyone was incredibly excited.
On the other hand, the Beastman Army became panicked.
Three Demon Dao experts, two dead and one injured, and now news of several generals of the Beast Clan being executed had also spread!
The entire Beastman Army, leaderless, spread panic and the Beastman Army began to retreat in panic.
"Kill these damned Beastmen."
The soldiers of Moonfall City were greatly boosted in morale and began to launch a fierce counterattack. The Beastman Army, as they retreated, suffered heavy casualties from the pursuit of Moonfall City's soldiers.
"Run, run, run!"
Wuu Tiangang watched all this, his face pale. He had never expected such a turnaround.
It's all that kid's fault!
If not for him, Huang Shilan would surely have been captured by now.
And the soldiers of Moonfall City would have faced a catastrophic defeat.
But now, thanks to that kid's arrival, the tide of battle had turned.
The three great Demon Dao experts were dead or injured, and the originally overwhelmingly superior Beastman Army followed suit in defeat.
He, himself, now bore the reputation of a traitor for all to see.
If Moonfall City had fallen, he would have appeared as the victor.
But now, he was like a dog that had lost its home.
Wuu Tiangang gritted his teeth in hatred, wishing he could tear Lin Feng into pieces.
But he didn't dare to stay.
Continuing to stay here was tantamount to seeking death.
"Don't let Wuu Tiangang escape."
Lin Feng yelled, swinging his sword towards Wuu Tiangang to strike him down.
A thousand-man brigade and the dense ranks of Moonfall City soldiers all swung their swords towards Wuu Tiangang.
These soldiers of Moonfall City hated Wuu Tiangang even more.
If not for this traitor, how could the Moonfall City army have suffered such tremendous loss?
With a mighty wave of attacks converging, Wuu Tiangang's face drastically changed. Although he tried his best to dodge, he couldn't completely evade and was hit by the attacking wave released by the crowd, his body blown backwards, but he did not die because he was wearing a powerful vestment robe.
With a thud,
Wuu Tiangang fell to the ground, his face extremely pale. The army heavily encircled Wuu Tiangang, leaving him with no way to escape.
"Shilan! Please let me go! For the sake of your grandfather, my father died for him, please release me." Wuu Tiangang looked at Huang Shilan with a pale face.
Huang Shilan looked at Wuu Tiangang with disgust and said coldly, "My Huang Family treated you well, True Martial Country treated your Wuu Family well, how could you conspire with these Demon Dao and Beastman Empire for your personal desires? This is the act of a traitor. Because of your desires, how many people died today? Even if I were to spare you, heaven would not."
"If you surrender quietly, you might suffer less, but if you resist, you will truly suffer," Lin Feng said indifferently.
Hearing Lin Feng's voice, Wuu Tiangang's face twisted.
Everything, everything was ruined by the man before him; he had changed his own fate.
Wuu Tiangang roared out, "Boy, I want to duel with you, staking my life. If I defeat you, let me leave; if I lose the duel, I am at your mercy."
Wuu Tiangang's declaration was filled with righteous indignation, swearing on the honor of a martial artist and the honor of his family, to fight a battle to the death with Lin Feng.
Lin Feng looked at Wuu Tiangang with a face full of scorn, "A traitor from the True Martial Country, a prisoner, a cornered beast still struggling, do you think you are worthy to duel with me?"
"You coward!" Wuu Tiangang roared and charged at Lin Feng.
Boom...
A thousand soldiers from the Moonfall City army struck together, launching an attack that converged on Wuu Tiangang.
Crack, crack!
The vestment robe protecting Wuu Tiangang could not withstand it and was directly destroyed.
Ah!
Wuu Tiangang spewed a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, his face deathly pale, unable to move. This strike had not only destroyed his vestment robe but had also shattered his Dantian.
Wuu Tiangang's eyes were lifeless, unable to believe all this had happened; he had become a cripple.
"Take him away," Lin Feng waved.
"Yes."
Someone immediately approached Wuu Tiangang.
Lin Feng then walked towards Huang Shilan and asked, "What's going on here? Why lead so many people out?"
Huang Shilan then explained about receiving the blood-letter which bore the Grand Marshal Seal.
Lin Feng said, "I just came back from the battlefield. Marshal Huang is currently commanding the three armies; how could he possibly appear at Breeze Ridge? But since the blood-letter bears the Grand Marshal Seal, it seems there is a spy close to the Grand Marshal, one who had the opportunity to steal the Grand Marshal Seal."
"I will send someone to report this matter right now, we must catch this spy," Huang Shilan said vehemently.
Lin Feng said, "Leave some people to clean up the battlefield, we need to return to Moonfall City quickly, I fear the Beastman Army might attack Moonfall City!"
Huang Shilan's face changed slightly, and she promptly issued a series of commands.
The army left over a thousand people to clean the battlefield while the rest quickly returned to Moonfall City.
"Reporting to the City Lord, scouts have discovered the Beastman Army advancing towards Moonfall City from two hundred miles away, and it will only take a day to reach here."
The important news was reported right after they returned.
"You called it!" Huang Shilan looked at Lin Feng.
If the Beastman Army were to capture Huang Shilan, Moonfall City would be left headless and in disarray, making it perhaps not too difficult for the Beastman Army to break through Moonfall City.
Fortunately, Lin Feng's timely arrival changed this outcome.
"How many are there?" Lin Feng looked at the reporting officer.
The officer, pale-faced, said, "About three hundred thousand."
Many who heard this news had their expressions drastically change.
Three hundred thousand of the Beastman Army, plus the tens of thousands encountered in Death Canyon, totaling over four hundred thousand.
And Moonfall City only had eighty thousand stationed troops!
This battle was too disproportionate.
If the enemy were to attack the city at all costs, Moonfall City might not be able to hold.
"Send someone to report the situation now; hopefully, we can hold off the Beastman Army's assault before the reinforcements arrive."
Huang Shilan's face was slightly pale.
Lin Feng said, "I might have a way to not only make the Beastman Army's attempt futile but also cause them heavy losses."
"Ah?" Everyone looked at Lin Feng in utter shock.
That was an army of over four hundred thousand beastmen. How could it possibly be resisted?