A group of Shu State Army soldiers, armed with elite magical weapons, surrounded them, exuding a murderous aura with no sign of camaraderie.

The commanding officer shouted at the five Great Generals of the Five Militia Army, "What, are you trying to defy military orders?"

The five generals looked agitated, their eyes filled with resentment.

They knew that if they defied military orders, it would inevitably lead to slaughter.

Rather than die fighting humans, it’s better to fight the Demon Clan outside with all their might.

Killing one would be worthwhile, killing two would mean gaining.

The five exchanged glances, their eyes returning to determination, and they each returned to their armies, raising their arms and shouting to their brothers, "Brothers, Shu State City is in grave danger. We are already men destined to die, thanks to the Great Mage’s grace, we’ve been given a meal as a militia. Now is the time to sacrifice ourselves and repay the Great Mage. Going out there, few will return, are you afraid?"

The militia brothers knew they had been sold out by the Governor, and amidst helplessness, they roared with a hint of indignation, "Not afraid, not afraid, not afraid!"

The five generals each raised their arms and shouted, "Since that’s the case, then follow this general out of the city to kill the enemy!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"..."

The militia, composed of disaster-stricken people, erupted with a bloody force for the first time.

They all raised their long spears and howled, following their respective generals out of the city to meet the demon soldiers.

Outside the North City Gate, under the fierce blows of the cultivators and city defense generals.

The demon soldiers had temporarily retreated beyond the moat, blocked, contemplating from where to break the city defense.

Some demonic beasts, too hungry, began to bite their companions on the battlefield.

At this moment, the city gate suddenly opened, and the drawbridge was lowered.

The Five Militia Army, fifty thousand troops, led by the five generals, charged out wildly from inside.

This city tower, over a hundred meters high, had a city gate fifty meters wide.

The fifty-meter width was crowded with people.

All the Great Demon Kings watched in astonishment from the back, they were a group of demon soldiers gathered in the north. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Sweeping across the northern cities of Shu State, it was the first time they saw humans taking the initiative to attack.

In the previous siege, their casualties were heavy, but the main force remained.

The Great Demon Kings were a little apprehensive, because this road was the governor’s city of Shu State.

They thought this was Shu State’s main army attacking, so they avoided its edge, first blowing the horn to let the attacking demon soldiers in the north retreat, while summoning the other three sides of attacking demon soldiers to prepare to meet this Human Race army.

Both sides’ generals were somewhat surprised, not knowing what the other was planning.

Governor Wu Youren, watching from the city wall, shouted, "Have the demon soldiers retreated?"

The Great General beside him clasped his fists excitedly, "Congratulations, Governor, we’ve won! They must have reached their limits; as soon as we launched an attack, they immediately retreated! You’re wise, Governor, having the militia take the initiative to engage the demon soldiers, turning the tables was truly a divine move!"

The Governor stroked his beard and laughed, "Don’t flatter me, it’s just a small trick, nothing much. The demon soldiers don’t understand human intelligence, and this was within my expectations."

He instructed the Great General beside him to wave the command banner and let the militia quickly attack.

The Great General frowned, "Governor, is such a great achievement going to be given to the militia?"

The Governor laughed heartily, "The militia have no official status and can never be in the spotlight. They make the effort, but the military merits naturally belong to you!"

The Great General immediately perked up, lifted the command banner, and shouted at the messenger, "Attack, attack, attack, pursue the demon soldiers, don’t let any escape!"

On the city wall, the drums began to thunder, signaling the attack.

The Five Militia Army had just charged out of the city gate, yet to gain a foothold on the battlefield, they all looked back at the city wall.

The generals of the Five Militia Army immediately communicated via the Transmission Jade to judge the current situation.

The demon soldiers were only retreating temporarily and showed no signs of withdrawal.

If they attacked now, they would certainly be easily broken by the demon soldiers.

Judging the battlefield situation, they decisively refrained from attacking but continuously gathered together, setting up an Eight Trigrams Defensive Formation on the battlefield.

This formation was taught by Long Fei, who only visited there two or three times after the militia was formed.

He didn’t say much, only told the militia generals three sentences.

One was, "On the outside, military orders are sometimes not obeyed."

Another was, "As long as the green hills remain, there’s no fear of running out of firewood."

And another was, "If you fight to the death, only with the determination to destroy your pots and sink your boats can there be a glimmer of hope."

These three sentences, plus an Eight Trigrams Defensive Formation, were all Long Fei imparted to the militia generals.

Now it is exactly the case of being outside, where military orders are sometimes not obeyed.

The battlefield situation changes rapidly; even if you are to fight to the death, you cannot blindly sacrifice your life.

Outside the city wall, ten miles away.

The militia army didn’t attack with the aggressiveness imagined by the City Lord, but instead continuously circled, forming ring after ring of formations.

The City Lord watching from the city wall cursed, "What are they doing?"

The Great General of the Shu State Army pondered with a frown, "Could they be forming a defensive formation?"

The Governor angrily scolded, "These people have been trained for so long, can’t they even distinguish between the drums for attack and defense? As the Great General, how did you teach them before?"

The Great General’s face turned red, reporting, "Please, my lord, calm your anger. I’ll have someone convey the message immediately!"

He waved the spiritual banner and spoke to the messenger.

In the army, there was a messenger with a natural extraordinary ability.

He could transmit sound over a thousand miles, his voice like thunder.

This time, the Great General didn’t beat the war drums but had the messenger shout to the militia army, "Attack, attack, not defense. Attack the Demon Clan immediately, don’t defend!"

The sound waves quickly spread, like a loudspeaker, reaching the battlefield.

The militia generals acted as if they hadn’t heard, continuing to order their soldiers to form formations.

The Great General, angrily shouted at the Governor, "My lord, look! These people are clearly disobeying orders on the battlefield, afraid of death, and deliberately doing this. I think we should send a military supervisor to kill a few generals to discipline them."

The Governor Wu Youren, with an icy expression, said, "The demon soldiers are retreating, and this is the perfect time for us to build a legacy. With this military merit, the Empress will surely reward us heavily. These fools are truly born rebellious rascals, I should have let them starve to death back then."

He shouted at the Great General, "Come, send military supervisors with my token. Anyone who doesn’t heed the orders, kill them on the spot!"

The Great General excitedly clasped his fists and exclaimed, "Understood!"

He immediately waved the command banner, sending the military supervisors out of the city.

Tens of thousands of military supervisors were responsible for maintaining battlefield discipline, and once the battle started, anyone who dared to retreat would surely be executed by the supervisors.

Now, a group of military supervisors cursed as they left the city, secretly resenting their bad luck, having to leave their safe positions on the wall.

Outside the city, the black mass of demon soldiers was daunting, and if they encountered a clueless demon, they’d be dead!

They figured that after going over, they must stain their swords with blood to ward off bad luck and make sure these fools never dared make them risk leaving the city again.

Ten thousand warhorses galloped, each military supervisor carrying a large flag.

The setting sun dyed the blood red, horse hooves pounding, with smoke and dust sweeping along their path, creating a magnificent spectacle.