Chapter 519 - 338: Heart Towards the Light (Part 2)
Chapter 519: Chapter 338: Heart Towards the Light (Part 2)
The other allied units were all in the same situation.
A portion of the Alien Race was charging, taking all the civilian Lords with them.
Meanwhile, the Captain-level Alien Race Lords all remained outside; neither they nor the main Alien Race force had entered the Array’s range.
They were all waiting for the vanguard’s results.
They were waiting for the Array’s Duration to expire before attacking all at once.
In other words, the ones at the front were cannon fodder. The real main force was the several hundred Alien Race Lords waiting in the rear.
As expected of a Town Level settlement, Jiaoya Town was encircled by a stone wall.
It was useless in peacetime, but now it was proving its worth.
Quite a few Lords stood on the wall, but none of them were armed.
After all, the battlefield wasn’t here.
There was no need to be armed.
Zhao Chi didn’t know how the others felt, but he sensed a heavy, oppressive atmosphere.
He couldn’t tell if it was coming from the wall itself or from the people within the city.
Su Qin, beside him, was also breathing a little rapidly. She shouldn’t have been this out of breath from the distance they’d covered; she must have been feeling that same oppressive atmosphere too.
About ten meters from the wall, Kiro raised a hand, signaling for the group to halt.
Then he shouted up at the wall, his voice hoarse and his tone arrogant:
"I am Kiro Yoshihiro, Deputy Captain of the Muchang Team of the Seventh Regiment, Northern Army of the Holy Race! I’ve come to demand your surrender! Have your General Yan Ling come out to negotiate."
His voice was hoarse, his tone arrogant.
But the people on the wall paid him no mind.
"Who the fuck is Kiro Yoshihiro? You think a pack of twenty-odd motherfucking mutts like you are worthy of seeing our General Yan Ling? Get the hell out of here!"
Zhao Chi almost laughed.
There was a hint of amusement in Su Qin’s eyes as well.
But the other Lords around them remained expressionless.
The enemy facing them was powerful; they couldn’t bring themselves to laugh.
Kiro flew into a rage when he heard the person on the wall not only show him zero respect but even hurl such insults.
"Damn it, you dare speak to the Holy Race like that? Who the hell do you think you are?
"Open your eyes and look around! Our Holy Race has sent an entire squadron this time, along with over a thousand clan Lords! Are you blind!?
"We’re on a tight schedule. You have fifteen minutes to consider surrender. Otherwise, we attack!
"We have an absolute advantage in both numbers and strength. We’re giving you a chance. Do you understand!?
"Get Yan Ling out here!"
Just then, the vanguards from the other Alien Race teams also charged forward.
Combined with the clan Lords, there were well over a thousand Lords in total.
The man on the wall glanced around.
Then he asked: "Which villages are those Lords below from?"
Kiro roared, "Who the fuck are you? Do you have the right to speak to us? Thirteen minutes left. Don’t mistake my generosity for weakness."
At that moment, the deputy captain of another team whispered, "Captain Kiro, maybe there are people up there from those villages. We could use that as leverage."
Kiro nodded. "These Lords are from Stream Village and Nanlin Village. Their lands are ours now, and they are our vassals. What of it? Do you have family down here?"
The deputy captains from the other Alien Race teams chimed in:
"These here are from South Valley Village and Jinsha Village. We welcome anyone from inside the city to come out and identify their relatives. We will be sure to treat them well."
"Everyone from River Valley Town is here, too. Come on out! We’re rebuilding River Valley Town and welcome you to join us."
"My subordinates here are all from Beiliu Village. Anyone up there from Beiliu?"
"Over here we have Fubiao Village, Longtan Village, and Gaotian Village! The entire northeastern part of River Valley Town belongs to us now. You can all surrender to us! Hahaha!"
The Lords on the wall broke into expressions of joy.
Quite a few people were shouting:
"Stream Village? Nanlin Village? They’re really all from River Valley Town!"
"Captain Li, this is great! They really are people from River Valley Town down there!"
"The intel was right."
"Quick, don’t let them get away!"
"Should we activate the Array?"
"We’ll wait for Captain Li’s command."
All the Alien Race members froze at these words.
’Why did they sound so... delighted?’
’And what did they mean, "The intel was right"?’
’Something’s wrong!’
’A mole?’
The Alien Race members whipped their heads around, eyes darting suspiciously within their own ranks.
Kiro whirled to face the Lords from Stream Village, his expression twisting into a savage snarl as his killing intent flared.
The Lords from Stream Village were also clearly baffled.
They had no idea what was happening either.
Zhao Chi saw several of the Clan Leaders wearing baffled expressions.
The Xiao Family Patriarch, Xiao Qiaoao, hurriedly explained, "Captain Kiro, I don’t know what’s going on either. Hengying, do you know anything?"
Kiro’s gaze shifted to the Qi Family Head, Qi Hengying.
Qi Hengying waved his hands in dismay. "I have no idea. Maybe they know someone from our village?"
Kiro then turned to Liu Xuanqi and Zhao Shizhang.
But both Clan Leaders shook their heads.
Kiro threatened, "Betrayers will have their entire clans annihilated!"
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed from the top of the wall.
The Lords standing near the edge of the wall immediately parted to make way.
Some new faces appeared.
Zhao Chi’s eyes widened involuntarily.
To him, those new faces were all familiar ones.
The woman in the lead had slender eyes, red lips, and delicate features.
Silk Stockings, High Heels, a Short Skirt, and on top of it all, a black, form-fitting uniform.
It was Instructor Li Ruanyu!
Beside her were Pang Zhangming, the instructor for Class 8; Li Yin, the instructor for Class 9; and several other instructors from different grades.
A few others followed behind the instructors.
Behind Li Ruanyu were Yang Xiong, Lu Yi, Li Xun, Wang Lie, Cao Feng, and a few others he didn’t recognize.
People followed behind the other two instructors as well. Zhao Chi recognized most of their faces, but the only ones he could name were Wei Jinlong from Class 8 and Zhou Lue from Class 9.
Zhao Chi stared at them, stunned.
Ever since that night, when Arrays everywhere became contested and communications were restricted, Zhao Chi had lost all contact with the Eighth Academy.