Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 211 - 153: As the Setting Sun Draws the Bow, It’s Time to Slay Demons and Eliminate Evil_3

Chapter 211: Chapter 153: As the Setting Sun Draws the Bow, It’s Time to Slay Demons and Eliminate Evil_3

Rather than worrying about demon retaliation, it’s better to kill a few more of them.

Commander Song Ziyi, massaging his temples, asked again, "What if the demons retaliate? You alone may have become a hero, but you have made the rest of us suffer. However, since you’ve killed demons, that is a meritorious deed. You’re promoted to Assistant General in charge of supervising the transportation of supplies."

The initial surge was for the sake of appeasing the imperial edicts; rooting out demons was just a slogan. Lip service without actual benefits is a common ploy of those in power.

But he couldn’t really dismiss Jiang Jucai, for that would destabilize the soldiers’ morale and might even cause a mutiny. Especially after the Nanchun Army had touted the name of eradicating demons, he could only promote in public while demoting in private.

Jiang Jucai felt indignant, yet he could only accept the command and leave the tent, soon followed by the other officers leaving one by one.

Song Ziyi pinched his temples for a long time, when suddenly an elderly voice reached his ears.

"Ziyi."

"Master!?"

Song Ziyi’s worried brows instantly relaxed, he looked up, but saw no one.

He was taken in as a disciple by an ’Immortal’ at the age of eight, and his current uprising was also guided by his master. Having control of a region was enough for him to cultivate to the Sixth Level of Dao Foundation, and even the Eighth Level; once he left this realm, he would achieve great feats in the Cultivation World.

"Where are you, why did you suddenly disappear these past days?"

"Faking death to escape from my nemesis who caught up with me, the worldly matters are complex and can be discussed later, right now you’re in imminent danger and must escape quickly, sever your ties with the South Water Army immediately."

"But the South Water Army has finally taken over most of Nanshui..."

Song Ziyi’s first reaction was to refuse; he had not easily gotten this far, ready to submit his surrender to the imperial court at any moment, waiting for clemency.

The current Lord Emperor, esteemed as a Venerable, only cares about the annual tribute of Spiritual Medicine, and he will most likely accept the surrender.

The elderly voice interrupted, "Nanshui has already become a dead end; even a Venerable might not survive if he enters. In cultivation, one must not harbor greed. Besides, the demons’ cannibalism will soon draw the intervention of the Major Sects."

Song Ziyi, though reluctant, could only accept.

Just as Jiang Jucai, a mere mortal, had to submit to him, he also had to submit to those Major Sects of the cultivation world, and so did his master.

Suddenly, a panicked soldier rushed in and said, "Commander! The demons have come to our door, they’re challenging our army across the river! They’ve brought thousands of civilians, demanding the demon slayer to come forward, or else they will all drown them in the river."

"What?!"

Song Ziyi was startled, the thought of fleeing quickly rose in his mind.

He couldn’t contend with the paragons of the Devil Clan.

"How many demons are there?"

"Three Wolf Demons, the tallest among them three zhang high."

"Report! Master Jiang has led troops out."

Another soldier came in to report, leaving Song Ziyi feeling completely numb. He roared, "Didn’t I remove him from the position of Ma Jun’s commander? Why can he still lead troops out without my order?!"

No one among the subordinates answered, all of them stammering.

The nature of the Nanchun Army was that of a peasant army, funded by landowners and toughened by many battles, possessing some fighting capacity, but in the end, they were not a regular, professionally trained army.

The cavalry were especially rambunctious; whoever had a more resounding reputation, whoever won the hearts of the people, could command the allegiance of thousands.

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Atop the ferry bridge, countless iron cavalry charged out.

In the distance, three Wolf Demons were herding civilians. The three demons, with perplexed eyes, watched the iron cavalry charging towards them and roared in annoyance to meet them head-on.

The silver-armored flying general drew his bow to its full extent, aiming an arrow toward the sky, then seemingly giving the command, countless iron cavalry bent their bows and shot their arrows.

A round, faded sun hung low over the river’s surface, and beneath the water, an enormous dark shadow moved its body, heading towards the ferry port some ten-odd miles away.

Across the plain, a black horse raced with thunderous speed, lightning in tow; a man in black, with black hair, chewed a Demon Core in his left hand, and with a swing of his sword in the right, he cut through the dusk.

Clang!

White light split the twilight; the sword created a division in the river, and a Qing python revealed its massive form, a great wound sliced open by the sword’s light.

It cried out to the sky, and then, seeing Gu Wen, its snake pupils filled with both shock and delight.

"Truly it is like finding a needle in a haystack!"