Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 593 - 593 592 Undead Army 4

593: Chapter 592: Undead Army 4 593: Chapter 592: Undead Army 4 Longxu Gully’s atmosphere began to tense up.

Scouts reported that tens of thousands of undead creatures had passed through the desert and were pressing towards Longxu Gully.

This time, the numbers were on a completely different scale compared to the last, which barely reached a thousand, and among them were many more Golden Core eyeless monsters.

On the Ancient Lop’s side, there were only five to six hundred human cultivators.

Theoretically, such a war need not be feared, as human cultivators are more mobile.

If they were to fight a guerrilla war, they might not necessarily be afraid, but the problem was that they were restricted to the Protective Forest area and could not move.

That was the most fatal issue.

The Undead Army’s target was also the Protective Forest, not necessarily to kill as many human cultivators as possible.

Whether this was a life-and-death matter was hard to say; from the perspective of war, their danger was not great, but when looking at it from the standpoint of protecting the forest, the threat was substantial.

It all depended on whether you chose to fight to the death or to engage in mobile combat.

Could they choose the safer option of mobile warfare?

This was the question Yu Zhengxing had been pondering.

The Undead Army’s attack this time was very strategic.

They had been wandering in the desert for several months, and no one knew when they would launch an attack.

This made it difficult for them to ask for help from other powers also protecting the Northwest because there was no specific time to start the war.

If everyone gathered, would they still be able to guard their own areas?

There were also discordant voices.

For example, the reason why such a change had occurred in the section of Ancient Lop that was under the responsibility of the Shan Sect sword cultivators was purely their own doing.

If they hadn’t provoked the undead creatures, would such an event have occurred?

Of course, there were also power struggles within the Daoist hierarchy.

The areas adjacent to Ancient Lop were under the secure responsibility of the Daoist Sect, so there was an intentional or unintentional dislike for the Shan Sect’s innovative actions, considering them to be just for show.

Even if they privately agreed with such initiatives and admired the sword cultivators’ decisiveness, shouldn’t it have been the Daoist Sect leading such conspicuous efforts?

Since when had it been the Demon Sect’s turn to save the world?

This was why, when the Undead Army suddenly appeared less than five hundred miles from Longxu Gully, all attempts at calling for help seemed like a distant water source unable to quench an immediate thirst.

With tens of thousands of undead creatures swarming in, on average, each cultivator had to face nearly twenty.

Was everyone a war god?

Behind them, a group of sword cultivators, they too were the main force in this defense battle, the only group with a structured Daoist organizational framework,

“The key issue is, there aren’t enough Golden Core great cultivators!

We only have a dozen or so, whereas the eyeless beasts have over a hundred,” said Nan Xiangye, who was now in charge of a team of scouts.

Their investigation of the Undead Army was not meticulous, but they had a rough idea.

The main limitation was their own realm, preventing deeper probing.

“The problem of the Golden Core eyeless beasts is not something you should be worrying about.

Go down and get ready.

Take good care of your teams.

Specific tasks will be allocated shortly.

Do not disrupt the formation on your own.”

Once the Tongtian Realm cultivators left, a few Golden Core sword cultivators started to grumble.

One of the newly arrived senior brothers, Wan, cautiously spoke up,

“When I was guarding Ancient Lop, I felt confident that dealing with a dozen or so eyeless monsters at the same time wouldn’t be a problem, but that was under the condition that I could come and go freely.

Being confined to a fixed forest strip like this greatly limits the combat effectiveness of us from the Shan Sect, and casualties will arise from this.

Junior Brother Yu, we sword cultivators will not shrink from battle, but such a response is indeed too meager.

If we were to fight this battle, suffering heavy casualties and still failing to protect the forest belt, it would be meaningless.

This is just my opinion; don’t take it personally.”

Yu Zhengxing’s status in Ancient Lop was once as significant as his nine cauldrons: first in power, second in popularity.

However, this senior brother Wan was the previous defender of Loulan Town.

Now back within the tri-council system, in both seniority and age, he was obliged to address matters with utmost respect.

Senior brother Wan’s meaning was very clear, it was better to lose lands than to lose people.

The southward invasion of such a large-scale Undead Army was unprecedented in the history of the Continent, and choosing a flexible response was the right solution.

If there were enough cultivators, not to mention a scale of ten thousand, even just over two thousand would allow them to strike back face-to-face.

But now, they had less than six hundred, which was far too few.

But Yu Zhengxing had his own considerations.

Letting go of the Protective Forest rationally was something he couldn’t do; not only was it the sum of what many cultivators had invested, but it was also a perseverance of belief.

If they retreated this time, would they have to retreat every time the Undead Army attacked in the future?

After all, there would be precedent.

When self-preservation became a habit, what was the point in maintaining the Protective Forest?

After all, it’s very difficult to establish but very easy to destroy.

If it were ruined this time, where would they find those passionate cultivators willing to sacrifice again?

This was the ideological difference between him and senior brother Wan.

While they both were extremely passionate about the Protective Forest, he was from the Demon Sect, but senior brother Wan was a moderate.

For the Demon Sect, there was just one word: fight!

Even if it meant complete annihilation, they had to make the undead creatures understand the consequences of provoking them here.

This was his consistent character: if he took a liking to you, appreciated you, he would push you into an abyss of never-ending calamity!

Because he believed in one principle, out of desperation comes deliverance, especially true for talents.

Of course, there were some arrangements made, “So Brother can be at ease, these past days I have contacted the Northwestern countries, earnestly seeking their assistance.

Comrades from smaller nations like Zhongshan, Shangcai, and Shaji have also assembled two to three hundred people, among them more than a dozen Golden Core….”

Senior brother Wan frowned, “The numbers are a bit low, why only small countries?

What about Qin Sect and Yue Sect?

With their full support, this battle could have been more certain.”

Yu Zhengxing responded with a bitter smile, “These small countries are inherently weak, brother knows this.

With limited cultivation foundations and talent, coupled with vast national territories, these nations’ forces are mostly occupied with maintaining internal stability.

That these countries were able to amass these numbers is already quite difficult.

As for Qin Sect and Yue Sect, it’s due to another coincidence.

A Water Spirit Pearl emerged in the Flowing Sand River, and most of the forces from these two Daoist sects are tied up in the standoff over the river.

Months have passed and we’ve scarcely seen any of them, how could we even talk about joining forces?”

Senior brother Wan spoke angrily, “Able to contribute little to success but much to failure!

They don’t care about their own homelands and waste their energy on so-called treasures, truly short-sighted and oblivious to the bigger picture.”

Yu Zhengxing cautiously said, “I’ve arranged them on the flanks of the forest in hopes that their sudden appearance in the heat of the battle could achieve a striking effect.

Indeed, the numbers are a bit low, but with around a thousand people, and good planning, we still have the capability to wage a fierce battle.

My meaning is, we should not start with a strategic retreat and guerrilla warfare, which would put us in a passive position from the start.

If the aim of the Undead Army is indeed to destroy the forest, we would have no choice but to come back and face them head-on, so why bother?

We stand firm first and then adjust our strategy based on the situation as time progresses.”

Senior brother Wan had no other recourse.

Generally speaking, Yu Zhengxing has already done the best he could, and there was little for him to add, only to grumble softly,

“The true battle befitting sword cultivators should be met thousands of miles away!”