He used to be such a witty and elegant nobleman, but now he's turned into this grotesque mess. What happened to him?
"Khamev, your family is living with my mother now, they are all doing well... Boskova and the others... miss you very much!"
The lone figure in the grey robe paused at the palace entrance, and after a long while, said, "...Thank you!"
In the southern district of Lan City, the Great Xia army continued to pour into the city. After the two Imperial Guards and two Imperial Guards determined their directions, they began to slowly spread and advance northward.
"Commander, the roads in this city are too narrow. The brothers can't spread out their formation, and it will be difficult for them to support each other if we are attacked!"
"I see it. Have the skilled brothers get onto the roofs, but don't advance too fast. Also... send men to search all these houses!"
"Understood, sir. We will ensure those Rakshasa demons do not plot against us!"
Qin Yuanzhi's confidants immediately arranged for people to go to high places to keep watch and guard, and then sent people to start searching the houses in the city. Normally, this kind of work is a perk for the victorious side after the battle, but Qin Yuanzhi was a little uneasy, so he sent people to check for danger first.
The woman's screams, the old man's pleas for mercy, and the occasional shouts of resistance—all very normal sounds—made Qin Yuanzhi feel much more at ease.
"Be careful...there's an ambush..."
Suddenly, a scream rang out, and then the entire southern district erupted like a boiling pot, with countless Rakshasa and Orcs rushing out of the houses and charging towards the Great Xia army in the narrow streets.
"Don't panic... organize defenses nearby... move closer to your unit..."
Qin Yuanzhi immediately gathered his strength and shouted, his shout carrying across half of the southern district. Then, several other guards and imperial guards began to issue the same order.
The houses in Lan City, built of rammed earth or stone, were very close together. When the Great Xia army was attacked, they could not form a complete formation and could only be divided into many small groups to fight independently.
At this point, the advantage of the tall stature of the Rakshasa and Orcs became apparent. When small groups of troops engaged in close combat, the Great Xia army's battle formation coordination was poor or they could not even form a proper formation. The unprotected riflemen struggled to fire, let alone display their usual sharp marksmanship.
The Rakshasa and Orcs fearlessly charged at the heavily armored infantry of the Great Xia, using their flesh and blood and their frenzied bloodlust to make the Great Xia army's iron defense line tremble.
"Quickly, quick, riflemen to the roof, shield bearers to protect."
Each brigade commander quickly dispatched his shield bearers to protect the riflemen on the rooftops, where they could fire down on the surrounding orcs and Rakshasa. At the same time, the Rakshasa archers and the orc javelin throwers launched a fierce attack on the Xia army on the rooftops. The two sides fought back and forth in a chaotic melee.
Just then, a group of heavily armored warriors charged towards Qin Yuanzhi with unstoppable force, scattering and killing any soldiers, Rakshasa people, or orcs along the way.
"This is...a monster..."
"These people...can't be killed..."
For some unknown reason, the Temple did not inform the Great Xia of the news about the Legion of the Dead or how to deal with it. When these monsters, who were not afraid of swords and spears, appeared, they caused great panic among the Great Xia army.
"No one is immortal. Even a Celestial Saint can die. Everyone, follow me..."
Qin Yuanze led his personal guards to the front. At this moment, the commander-in-chief had to let everyone see him fighting in the most dangerous place to boost morale.
"Commander... Smoke signals have been lit in the northern city; they are calling for our help!"
"Ask for...help? Go to hell!"
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