"Whether they are supposed to die or not, encountering them means it's equally hard to survive."

Since Miss Wu He helped deliver a message for the Divine Hand Zhao Family, she never left. At this moment, she was holding a basin with a towel on top. Seeing that Hu Ma had finished his work, she came forward and handed him the towel soaked in water:

"But once dawn breaks, the blood aura on them fades, and they no longer receive the protection of the Bloodstain Pond."

Hu Ma knew that the Divine Hand Zhao Family wanted to send him a message through her, and upon hearing this, he frowned slightly: "During the day, does the Futu Army become ordinary people?"

"No."

Wu He shook her head, her voice slightly lowered: "Young Master Zhao said he can't reveal the secrets of the Li Family, but once you see, you'll know."

"See?"

Hu Ma felt slightly astonished and kept his thoughts to himself. After a short wait, he saw No-Eating Beef Disciples carrying a wooden frame towards him, and noticed the armor on the person, clearly a member of the Futu Army.

The Food Protection Army had skilled individuals from No-Eating Beef assisting them. Although they couldn't withstand the Blood Floating City, if they had thoughts, they could secretly capture one or two from the battlefield side, which wasn't difficult. This was also what Hu Ma instructed when he sent them the General Order.

After having them put the person down, Hu Ma reached out, tore open the iron armor of the Futu Soldier, glanced over, and his face subtly changed.

He intended to capture a living soldier from the Futu Army to see what the Blood Floating City, which emerged from the Bloodstain Pond, was about. He needed to capture a living person but did not expect that under the iron armor was a dead person.

But after a quick look, Hu Ma suddenly realized that it wasn't the No-Eating Beef Disciples' fault for not doing their job well.

The skin of the person under the iron armor was pale, eyes lifeless, with even a bit of a putrid smell. On the arms, chest, and other places, there were several sewing scars.

The stitches were coarse, resembling threads to sew wounds for cattle or horses.

This not only was a dead person, but likely one who had been dead for a long time.

He suddenly understood the intention behind Zhao Sanyi's reminder, turned to Miss Wu He, and asked: "Did he ask you to tell me anything else?"

"That's all!"

Wu He, afraid of missing a word, thought carefully and said: "He only reminded me to tell you that at night, no one is a match for the Blood Floating City."

By this point, Hu Ma had already understood, his deep eyes glanced towards Menghu Pass and whispered: "So last night, the Food Protection Army was actually fighting a group of corpses?"

Er Guotou listened, slightly alarmed: "What do you mean?"

Hu Ma glanced down at the Futu Soldier dressed in black armor at his feet and said softly: "It's not that the Futu Army can't be killed, but because aside from the God-given King, the rest of the soldiers were probably already dead, only with their yin souls sealed inside."

"Because they are dead, they are unafraid of injury, and because they are dead, they can't see daylight."

"To break this Menghu Pass, we must seize the day."

He suddenly felt a heavy thought, softly said: "In Menghu Pass, originally, there were 100,000 troops under the God-given King, and endless laborers, but last night, they were all already scared or entangled by the sweet potato's Menghu, turning it into an empty pass."

Er Guotou, hearing this, became a bit excited: "If that's the case, if we immediately rally the troops and attack directly, doesn't that count as a victory?"

Hu Ma slowly nodded and said: "In a duel of Magic, the one with superior Magic wins, but so can the opportunist."

"No matter what method, as long as we can take down the God-given King and destroy the Futu Army, the Impermanence Li Family will bow down to us and act according to orders from then on."

Er Guotou, hearing this, became anxious immediately: "Then why wait?"

Hu Ma didn't stop them from sending a message to the Food Protection Army, but his brow was furrowed, realizing it might not be that simple.

Indeed, upon hearing the message from the little ghost, the Three Alliance Armies learned that although Menghu Pass seemed fierce, it was actually empty inside. Plus, the dreaded Futu Army, come daylight, was just like after a rooster was killed. They immediately regrouped and prepared to attack the pass.

However, unexpectedly, just as they regrouped, they saw from a distance, after Menghu Pass, flags converging, and by late morning, the walls were also filled with troops.

Moreover, they noticed from afar, dressed in brocade, miracle men appeared on the pass, observing the movements of the various armies outside.

"Skilled members of the Xinghun Sect have arrived."

Hu Ma exhaled deeply, not only looking at the troops on Menghu Pass but also at the No-Eating Beef Disciples coming and going, gathering intelligence, having a thorough understanding of the situations in Quzhou.

"Impermanence Li gave promises, but they also pinned their hopes on this duel, how could they not know the Futu Army's weaknesses?"

"Private troops, skilled Path members, these are the foundations of twenty years, and they've all been dispatched here."

"However, why is it that all the Hall Officers and Lords affiliating with the Li Family, even the wandering gods could come without a second thought, and yet, all the aristocratic families, private troops, even Jianghu Grass, from across Quzhou rallied to Menghu Pass at once?"

"..."

He was filled with an absurd and stunned feeling. The God-given King was fierce and brutal, his reputation should have been terrible, but in the vast expanse of Quzhou, he seemed to have a sort of rallying response.

These, did the Li Family help him achieve them?

Hu Ma didn't quite believe it, but looking at the activities on Menghu Pass, he understood that the alliance of Food Protection Army, Iron Threshold Army, and White Armor Army had a significant momentum. But capturing Menghu Pass by exploiting a single day was almost impossible.