Mountain Patrol Military Officer
Chapter 559 - 422: "How can it be said that we are without clothes? Together with you I wear the same robe, repair my spears and halberds, and share enmity with you (5K seeking monthly tickets)_2

Chapter 559: Chapter 422: "How can it be said that we are without clothes? Together with you I wear the same robe, repair my spears and halberds, and share enmity with you (5K seeking monthly tickets)_2

"Not interesting, why doesn’t this young master continue speaking?"

"Don’t think everyone is like you, used to being a coward!"

"In the will to fight, there is only death, no life. This is the blood of the Mountain-cutting Army. All who come to Chuanzhong Pass are here to kill Demons. Don’t defile this place."

Saying this, the bearded great Han gulped down a bowl of wine at the table and slammed it down, then stood up,

"Count me among those people!"

After speaking, this man quickly left the tavern, plunging into the howling wind and snow outside.

And with this man’s departure, one after another, people in the tavern picked up their hats or cloaks and left this warm room filled with the scent of wine.

Suddenly, the tavern grew much quieter.

Leaving only those young masters with unsightly faces and some silent individuals.

Amidst the wandering beat of the drums, Northern City, a snow-laden alley beside the wall, a splendid black horse exhaled white plumes of smoke in front of an entrance of green stone masonry, a figure in a black cloak leapt onto the horse, with a heavy Sword Box on his back.

"Hero Gongsun, your injuries aren’t healed yet, you mustn’t!"

At the gate, an old man stood with his two children, worry etched on their faces, reaching out to dissuade him.

On horseback, Gongsun Wuji listened to the urgent drumbeats in the wind and snow. Although his face appeared somewhat pale, his eyes shone brightly, "The wind and snow are fierce, go back inside. The drums are beating more urgently, we’re about to send troops, I need to gather some friends, that’s it!"

Saying this, Gongsun Wuji turned the horse’s reins, the horse neighed, hooves splattering snow and mud, galloping away.

In front of the gate, the old man and his two children watched this benefactor depart, lips trembling slightly, murmuring

"Good people will be rewarded."

Meanwhile, in Southern City, in a courtyard near the city wall, the city lay covered in ice and snow, yet this yard alone remained verdant and tranquil, flowers in bloom, with a pleasant temperature, covered by an Array.

At this moment, the drumbeats from the city reached here as well.

In the main hall, two lines of figures stood on either side.

On one side, clad in a pale black outer garment, white robes underneath, sleeves embroidered with a small white sword, heads adorned with Jade Crowns, swords on their backs, mostly young men. On the other, all youthful, charming women with graceful temperaments, dressed in white, holding swords in one hand, arm behind.

And before the hall, two imposing figures were seated on large chairs,

Shu Mountain Sword Sect’s Sect Leader Yi Cangtian, and Su Nu Sword Sect’s "Divine Priestess"!

And standing on both sides were disciples from both sects who had originally supported the Ninth Mountain, and then followed them back to Chuanzhong Pass, remaining here.

Qing Yangzi, Ji Wuming, the Anmei woman, these familiar faces were all present, they were respectfully listening to Yi Cangtian as he began to speak.

This leader of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect had prior knowledge of the situation, understanding that the sound of the drums meant something new was happening with the Ninth Mountain’s Colonel, and Chuanzhong Pass was about to send troops.

Rumors inside the border only speculated that Chuanzhong Pass was initiating a dispatch, but the scale was small, aimed at a surprise attack and harassment. But he knew differently, that this battle formation would be unprecedented, affecting all surrounding defenses, inside and outside the border, with redeployments at all fronts.

This was a matter of great importance, he couldn’t disclose the real target of yesterday’s discussion but wanted to warn his disciples to stay vigilant.

Yi Cangtian’s expression was solemn, his voice low,

"This Mountain-cutting Army’s deployment, initiated by the Ninth Mountain, is of great importance, both the Divine Priestess and I need to oversee Chuanzhong Pass, we can’t accompany you to the battlefield, be cautious in everything."

"All of you have once fought alongside the Ninth Mountain, but do not take this lightly, remember, this is different from what you’ve experienced before, this deployment is not about losing one city or one place, it may escalate like a snowball, the situation growing more and more significant, affecting the entire frontline."

The disciples from both sects standing below listened to the weight in the voice of this Master Wuzang, and the caution in his words, their hearts couldn’t help but skip a beat, unable to suppress their curiosity.

If even this Master Wuzang is so cautious, what exactly is this deployment intended for?

The disciples stirred a bit, unable to resist making small sounds, or exchanging glances.

"Sect Leader, is the situation really this severe? Why has the Mountain-cutting Army suddenly become like this?"

Standing before the Shu Mountain disciples, Qing Yangzi, eyes shimmering with doubt, asked Yi Cangtian.

Now, after the last battle, his power had increased significantly, advancing from Taoist Soldier to Tao Fruit.

"You will know when you get there!" Yi Cangtian did not answer directly, instead, he sighed faintly, almost imperceptibly, looking at the disciples in front of him, speaking gently:

"If any of you wish to withdraw, you may do so, as I promised, you will not be blamed. Technically, you’ve already aided once, and others should take their turn, but there’s not enough time."

He understood the peril of this mission, and he couldn’t help but feel reluctant about his disciples, as these disciples had barely made it back alive from the Demon Battlefield.

Upon hearing these words, among the dozen or so disciples of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, some faces changed slightly, showing struggle, as memories of the past emerged, while others looked determined, actually becoming eager.

But until these words had lingered for five or six breaths, no one chose to withdraw.

Yi Cangtian, witnessing this scene, said nothing, but his eyes shone brightly, very luminous.

Beside him, the "Divine Priestess," upon seeing this, showed an approving gaze, nodded slightly, then turned slightly, her bright watery eyes with fine lines at the corners gazed upon her female disciples, and softly said, "What needs to be said, Master Yi has said. I share the same sentiment with Master Yi, those who wish to withdraw may do so, don’t push yourselves, and don’t look at others, fearing a loss of face, for life and death is no child’s play, don’t force it, no one will blame you."