Within the Xinghun Sect, they summoned the Undying General, pierced with three transparent holes, yet able to rise and kill two more.

Within the Three Armies Alliance, there's the Fire Cloud General, with a red cape sweeping forward, blazing flames, turning them to ashes.

Inside Menghu Pass, someone harbors a Ghost General by their side, battling fiercely, suppressing the opponent from lifting their head.

Outside Menghu Pass, naturally someone has invited the pond god to oversee, dispelling evil, slaying ghosts, and vanquishing demons.

Here appears a Name Calling Strange Man, who, upon calling the name of whoever comes, no matter their prowess, would silently perish overnight, becoming a cold corpse.

While over there, someone brought out a black lamp, taking advantage of the name-calling moment, shining upon them, causing the caller's tongue to rot, calling out only their own name despite opening their mouth.

You cast curses, I cast gu.

You have Corpse Mountain Evil Ghosts, I have mountain god spirits.

Both sides revealed their divine skills, battling fiercely for several days without a decisive outcome.

Ultimately, within Menghu Pass, there are capable individuals from the Xinghun Sect, skilled and brilliant, while on the Three Alliance Armies' side, there are reincarnators and No-Eating bull Disciples, rich with endless magic trump cards, resulting in an evenly matched battle.

But what truly troubles the Three Alliance Armies is the Futu Army within Menghu Pass.

At nightfall, they would burst out from Menghu Pass, bloodthirsty beyond measure, hard to resist.

The first day, the Food Protection Army and Yin General fought desperately, enduring the night.

The second day, expert advice came forth, distributing green talismans, placing them on the camps, causing the Futu Army to be unable to find them.

On the third day, the Blood Floating City did not emerge from the pass, seemingly going elsewhere.

On the fourth day, the Blood Floating City's ferocity intensified, emerging in a dark swarm, seeming intent on obliterating the Three Armies Alliance in one fierce sweep, thankfully a hundred carts of straw arrived, constructing a labyrinthine formation, making the Futu Army cut grass all night.

Enduring night after night, barely hanging on, yet the situation remains difficult, unbearably strenuous.

Truly, no matter how numerous or skilled the talents on the Three Armies Alliance side, the capabilities within Xinghun Sect are formidable. Any dharma method employed on one day is deciphered and countered by them the next.

Some methods can avoid the Blood Floating City, but can only be used once, and as the days pass, everyone's minds are exhausted...

Attempting to counterattack the Blood Floating City seems futile as their bloodthirsty aura breaks all methods, leaving them helpless.

"We three parties agreed, whoever captures this God-given King shall be the Alliance Leader of Three Armies, to collaborate and face the heroes of the world. Now, have we all become mere decorations?"

Within the Food Protection Army camp, Yang Gong had lost the vigor from when they first emerged from Mingzhou, smiling wryly: "Battle after battle, only relying on various talents helping us endure night by night, capturing ground inch by inch."

"We posture ourselves grandly, issuing commands, but what can we truly do?"

"Nothing more than striking the side, pushing for provisions."

"..."

"Even just urging for grain, stabilizing morale, has become difficult."

Speaketh Incense Master Xu from the former Red Lantern Lady's Club, now the General of Grain and Grass in the Food Protection Army, smiling wryly: "We departed from Mingzhou, first fought at Huzhou, then at Menghu Pass."

"Because in Huzhou, we received little grain, relying on supplies brought from Mingzhou, draining along the way, then halted before Menghu Pass, leaving little foundation remaining..."

"Furthermore, grain dispatched from Mingzhou was snatched by bandits along the way, reaching only a tenth here."

"If the stalemate continues, hunger might be inevitable."

"..."

Yang Gong and others were shocked: "Bandits stealing grain?"

With the army stationed at Menghu Pass, battling day and night, the prospect of scarce provisions is daunting.

"Everywhere."

Manager Xu sighed softly: "It's only spring yet, harvest is far off, chaos everywhere with refugees rampant. You wonder why the God-given King so graciously let us advance to Menghu Pass, yielding half of Quzhou territory?"

"Precisely because beyond the pass, it's chaotic!"

"Blocked before Menghu Pass, facing the God-given King's Blood Floating City upfront, and behind, bandits and rebels in the eight states and twenty counties, grain arriving amid plunder everywhere."

"Now, thanks to the No-Eating bull Disciples' efforts, the Food Protection Army's reputation has been established."

"In the eight prefectures and twenty counties beyond Menghu Pass, many clans and powerful figures are willing to provide grain, only they suffer deeply from bandit raids, demanding the Food Protection Army first resolves the refugee issue."

"..."

Xu Wensheng, General of Grain, rejoiced: "This is good news, not just grain, achieving great deeds requires their support."

"Look at those rebels rising everywhere, which do not have esteemed figures backing them?"

"Previously, our poor reputation made clans see us as mere thieves, this time presents an opportunity to establish a good reputation."

"..."

Grain is crucial, considering this, Yang Gong and others decide to quell the bandits. After all, the Iron Threshold Army and White Armor Army have limited role before Menghu Pass, sending a thousand elite troops each to turn around, arriving in a mountainous valley between days.