Mountain Patrol Military Officer
Chapter 90: Movement in the Four Directions, Entry from All Sides (Please Follow)

Chapter 90: Chapter 90: Movement in the Four Directions, Entry from All Sides (Please Follow)

North of White Emperor City, west of Nu River.

There are figures of people and neighs of horses; flags flutter in the wind.

Under the dark night, dense shadows march northwards and the ground trembles resoundingly.

Tens of thousands from the Demon Cult, thousands of Human Demons, Demon Slaves, and Exotic Beasts, the Demon Cult’s massive army swiftly retreat from the front-line camp.

During the retreat, the forces of the Demon Cult were somewhat panicked, disorganized, amidst shouts of reprimand, neighs of horses, and chilling roars emanating.

A sudden order from the higher-ups of the Divine Sect caused everything to feel abrupt.

At that moment, a shrill sound of explosion blasted from the sky above.

A fierce blaze of fire, like a meteor, fell from the sky.

It slammed onto the center of the Demon Cult’s procession.

Instantly, the earth shook, the ground split, intense killing intent surged violently, stirring up screams and howls.

Dirt and stones splattered, flesh and blood flew, and the area within a hundred meters was flattened in an instant.

In the midst of the pit, a huge crimson hammer, as if tumbling out from molten lava, sent up flames ten meters high, sweeping towards the Demon Cult’s forces around it.

The extreme heat sizzled the air.

Hundreds of cult members and dozens of Human Demons turned into flaming figures, screaming terribly as they danced wildly in the fire.

An angry roar suddenly erupted from the Demon Cult’s forces.

Following that, a demonic shadow with a tiger’s roar surged into the sky with a rolling black and red Demon Cloud.

Within the tumbling Demon Cloud, a tall demonic shadow with white hair fluttering, tiger-eyed, and muscular bare upper body appeared.

Its body was covered in dense, mottled black patterns; the patterns churned like boiling water, streaming into this demon’s arms. With each breath, a pitch-black, long-handled Horse-Cutting Saber condensed in its hand.

The dark blade of the saber, with its edge flashing a crimson cold light, trembled and hummed, emitting wails like ghosts, intimidating to the spirit.

Then this demon, with a stern resolve, looked towards the figure in red armor high above, enveloped in flaming red light that colored half the sky red.

"Heavenly Pass Colonel!" the demonic shadow said with a cold, stern voice, "You should have stayed a coward in hiding, yet you dare come out of the city."

The red-armored figure laughed out loud, shaking the void around him, "This general comes and goes as I please. You demons are suddenly retreating, how could I not see you off."

After speaking, he looked meaningfully at the Venerable White Tiger and smiled, "It seems something must have happened in Qingshan County, you wish to temporarily halt the use of troops, but I do not agree."

As the conversation ended, from below in the sky, that crimson evil hammer hummed and then soared upward, turning into a blazing flame rushing towards the Venerable White Tiger.

At this time, in the distant night, a rumbling sound grew closer.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, a shout of "Kill" pierced the long night!

In the distance, under the long night, on the wilderness, a thin dense line surged like the tide of Nu River.

One horse after another, clad in black heavy armor, transformed into a ferrous torrent.

Several fierce-looking Armored Soldiers, armored and armed, charged into the battle.

Soon, this torrent rushed into the middle of the Demon Cult’s forces, and the sounds of intense combat erupted.

.......

Meanwhile, in White Emperor City, the thundering of horse hooves, as they rode out of the prefecture, woke many in the night.

To the west of White Emperor City, there is a mountain named Langya Mountain.

In the mountain, there’s a martial arts dojo, whose disciples have made quite a name for themselves in the Shu’s Martial World.

At this time, the Mountain Master of the dojo was standing high looking into the distance.

Watching outside the city gates of the prefecture, cavalry mobilizes with shouts riding the wind, their momentum fierce, he slightly raised his eyebrows.

Then he looked northwards, towards the vast dark night, pitch black.

But at this moment, his pitch-black eyes suddenly emitted a white vapor, dispersing the ink-like darkness, spinning rapidly.

The next second, the pitch-black sky, in his eyes, changed colors.

There was a blaze of fire shooting into the sky, and a phantom of a white tiger, circling around the fire, baring its fangs and claws.

This person’s eyebrows twitched, and his voice carried a hint of surprise.

"Colonel Xiang Qingtian has actually left the prefecture at this time, engaging in a fierce battle with the White Tiger of the Feixian Sect."

"It seems something has happened?"

At this time, in the distant night, a red giant bird’s phantom rushed into the blaze.

The Vermilion Bird has also arrived.

"Please summon Military Officer Liu, I have some questions for him!"

This person passed the message to a disciple inside the gate.

Not long after, a man in his thirties entered Langya Mountain and arrived at the edge of Flying Cliff.

Atop Flying Cliff, a middle-aged man dressed in dark clothes, appearing quite ordinary, sat in front of a stone table with a chessboard on it.

Seeing the visitor, he smiled.

"Military Officer Liu has arrived, please, have a seat!"

"I dare not, the general has instructed us to hold our positions strictly, I was only able to leave after receiving guidance from the mountain master, Master Xiahou, please speak."

Liu Ming bowed his hands, his eyes flickering slightly.

The man in black nodded,

"Your general has left the gates, and I, the mountain master, am aware of it. It seems something has happened. The military strategy is always to move with benefits and stop with benefits. I wonder if Military Officer Liu could shed some light on the situation."

After he spoke, his gaze remained calm as he watched Liu Ming.

But Liu Ming felt a formidable aura forcing him, unable to help but shift his eyes away hesitatingly,

"There’s been a change in Qingshan County, the Demon Cult seems to have suffered a setback."

"They’re starting to retreat."

As Liu Ming spoke, he could not help but recall the mission he once carried out, where the entire city of Qingshan County and tens of thousands of its people fell into a mysterious slumber. However, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn’t connect these two events together.

There must be some variables involved.

The specifics of the disturbances, even the spies the Prefecture had placed inside the Demon Cult, were unaware.

He thought, Qin Hu is still in Qingshan, but even though the Prefecture has sent messages, they had not yet received a reply.

Thinking this, he bowed his fist, "I can only say so much, I will take my leave now."

He then turned and left, seemingly unwilling to get involved too much.

Meanwhile, Master Xiahou watched Liu Ming depart, his originally ordinary demeanor gradually becoming sharp as his eyebrows knitted together.

The current situation had suddenly changed.

The Demon Cult had shown signs of retreat.

This would not do.

When a snipe and a clam grapple, it’s the fisherman who profits; he intended to be that fisherman.

Now, he needed to find this variable, and then...

Moreover, his disciples Ye Guming and Nie Shuang’er had recently disappeared near Qingshan County.

Xiahou Yuan did not believe in coincidences.

He pinched a white piece between his fingers, his gaze momentarily gleamed, and he placed it on the chessboard.

"Snap"

Following that, his voice dispersed with the wind, reaching the ears of the disciples under Langya Mountain.

"Pass my command, there is a disturbance in Qingshan County, go investigate immediately, also, look into the whereabouts of your fellow disciples."

At the same time, as the disturbances in the White Emperor City Prefecture triggered a chain reaction, the forces observing in secret within White Emperor City also made their moves, receiving some information.

Some true, some false.

But that did not stop these people, each harboring their own ulterior motives.

For a time, under the cover of night, people whispered secretly, all pointing towards "Qingshan."