I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

Chapter 287 - 127: Charging Into the Xiaoyang Race Territory! (2)

The figures who were pulled awake from a deep sleep rubbed their eyes, grabbing the torches on the ground and preparing to rush out.

Before they could take a step, their ears were pulled up.

"Take off those things from your ears and listen to the giant arrows coming in, so you don’t get hit."

Only then did he realize, and he dug hard into his ears, pulling out a black glossy substance like Witch Medicine Group.

With this thing, the noise outside was significantly reduced, allowing for a sound sleep.

Looking around the tent, it was supported by three layers of Iron Wood, with thick animal skins laid in between, along with luxurious silk brocade.

This silk was extremely flexible, capable of resisting direct penetration by Armor-Piercing Arrows within ten zhang, and even if it pierced flesh, it would bring the silk brocade into the flesh.

When pulling out an arrow, you only needed to tug gently on the silk brocade, and the Armor-Piercing Arrow would bounce out from the flesh.

The silk brocade in Blazing Flame’s hands was looted from the Luo River Bo Division, specially for making clothes for the main branch of the clan.

There wasn’t much of it, not even enough for tent defense, let alone equipping a hundred thousand people.

Under such multiple layers of defense, even if Xiaoyang threw giant arrows outside the camp, the probability of hitting the Clan Soldiers was greatly reduced.

"Second Brother Gua, tomorrow you’ll pretend to be seriously injured, damn it, you’re lucky, you’ll have a cart to ride."

"Alright, next time I’ll carry weapons for the brothers."

...

"Alright, let the beasts outside make their ruckus, sleep peacefully."

"No, I need to warm up my Witch Medicine plug, it’s a bit cold and hasn’t filled my ears."

Someone crawled out of the animal skin sleeping bag, took two black things from their ears, and went out to warm them by a torch.

The black Witch Medicine blocks quickly melted with residual heat, becoming a sticky black paste and were promptly poured into the ears.

"Hiss, it’s really a bit hot."

"Alright, off to sleep, let the brothers keep bouncing and jumping."

For a Martial Artist, the heat from this ointment was nothing, but it could block many noises outside the camp while not completely obstructing hearing.

As dawn approached, the noise outside the camp finally dissipated.

The field outside the camp was covered with giant arrows embedded in the ground, with a few scattered Xiaoyang corpses.

The tents were swiftly rolled up and loaded onto large wagons, while the cavalry charged out of the camp first, quickly scouting the surroundings to guard against Xiaoyang attacks.

At such times, whether true or false, you can never be too cautious.

After over an hour of reorganization, Huo Chang led the army out first, driving the war chariot.

The large wagons that followed carried hundreds of ’wounded’ troops.

In reality, facing ’guerrilla warfare’ was not without solutions; building fortified camps and waging slow battles, pushing through one mountain range or wetland at a time would do.

However, Huo Chang thought it was fine to let Xiaoyang be smug for a while.

After all, it’s just acting, and he had arranged everything.

In the following days, every day’s march would be disturbed by a small number of Xiaoyang Race Soldiers, charging close to fire arrows, with the sound of horns and war drums echoing from time to time.

Especially under the night after each camp was set up, Xiaoyang was like underground bugs, surfacing one after another.

After each night, while marching the next day, more ’wounded soldiers’ would appear on the large wagons.

The marching Clan Soldiers, from marching upright, became somewhat chaotic, looking tired and mentally exhausted.

"Tell them no laughing, walk with heads down."

Along the march, there were Centurions quickly moving back and forth at the front and back of the ranks, continuously inspecting their troops, while the large wagons walked on the sides, providing protection.

"If you want to eat something big in one gulp, you better hold on tight now, it’s a matter of seeing who can hold out longer between us and Xiaoyang."

"Xiaoyang thinks we are mentally exhausted from the harassment, so let’s show Xiaoyang how mentally exhausted we are."

"If it’s too noisy, plug your ears, accompany each other front and back, and block your ears in turns."

...

In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed.

As night fell, the earth began to tremble again.

Huo Chang pressed the handrails of the war chariot with his hands, gazing into the northern horizon.

"They should be arriving soon!"

He and Acan agreed to split the troops into two routes.

The Jishan and Yanran divisions were resisting Xiaoyang’s main forces from two directions, something all Ji Land people were aware of.

For the past few years, none have been more renowned than the Three Fire Division, which had replaced Yanran and became a newly rising division.

It could be said that while maintaining the front line on both directions, whether the Three Fire Division could stir up further chaos in Xiaoyang occupied territory was being closely watched by both Human Race and Xiaoyang.

One hundred thousand troops could not be defeated by harassment alone; what Xiaoyang wanted was to surround them when they were exhausted.

Knowing Xiaoyang’s tactics meant having a counter-strategy.

The most outer-defense Clan Soldiers of the camp were always a selected twenty thousand strong, who would resist Xiaoyang’s harassment, while the remaining eighty thousand had ample rest every day.

To withstand Xiaoyang’s continuous harassment, the outer twenty thousand were additionally provided with Witch Medicine for calming and refreshing purposes.

Feigning weakness to the enemy was naturally to give Xiaoyang a surprise.

Among the eighty thousand, there were thirty thousand Heavy Blade Soldiers, positioned at the camp’s center, whose daily tasks were eating, drinking, and resting.

As for the accompanying Blood Sea Guard, there were only ten thousand.

The rest...

By now, they should already have headed north along the Guimu River, entering Xiaoyang Race Territory.

If you’re going to play, play big.

Slaying Xiaoyang on Human Race land is nowhere near as thrilling as causing a storm directly in Xiaoyang Race Territory.