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Molting the Mortal Coil - Chapter 772

Published at 29th of March 2024 06:03:25 AM


Chapter 772: Gruesome

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Chapter 772: Gruesome

The Fu Clan had no idea they were facing a master at their own game. In a war of attrition, the Lang Clan wouldnt lose out to anyone. They hadnt brought the entirety of their military to this conflict, but they had used a hundred thousand Dragoons to set up the perimeter before the war and now half of them were brought into this conflict. The more than a thousand Fu Clansmen would cause terrible damage to the Chong Clan using these vicious self-sacrificial tactics. By being willing to inflict such harm upon themselves to injure their enemies, they hoped that the Chong Clan would give up and leave them a chance to escape.

It was just too bad for them that the Lang Clan considered this level of losses to be a pittance. If things continued on as they were they projected losses of five thousand. Losing ten percent of their troops in a single battle was not optimal, but it was an entirely different concept when applied to a war. Wiping out the enemys final stronghold while losing only ten percent of ones troops would be considered a masterstroke for these Lang Clan Generals. Unlike the forces on this world, they were all used to directing massive numbers of troops. An army of cultivators in the hundreds was already an impressive force, but these fellows were used to maneuvering ten thousand Dragoons at a time.

Even if Dragoons lacked individual strength, the formations they used easily made up for that gap. The average Dragoon was only barely at a rank 3 level of power. Yet, in testing hundred of them using the new formations could take on a rank 4 cultivator, and a thousand could face off against a rank 5. Of course, this would only last a short while as every attack would cause injuries to the Dragoons. There was also a limit to this approach as no number of them were able to stand up to a Nascent Soul. A single member of the Purple Mist Sect had been able to fight against a hundred thousand Dragoons and escape whenever he wished.

Sage wanted to turn away from the meat grinder that this battle had turned into, but he was also wary of any final tricks that the Fu Clan wished to play. He continually activated the Foresight technique and watched out for trouble. He saw the layers exploding before it happened, but the Fu Clan was just too vicious. If he called out a warning to draw the Dragoons back, then the Fu grit their teeth and bled to maintain their formations. They would always hold out until the last possible moment and sacrifice themselves to take the greatest number of Dragoons with them as they could.

Yating seems to be worried the Chong Clan will backstab them now. The kid is far more wise than I was.

Thankfully, there were no more surprises in the war. The Fu Clan was finished off and then Chong Clan set about digesting this big meal. Over the next few weeks, the Chong Clans factions each took over the rulership of one of the counties of Lucky Star Province. In this way nearly half of the counties fell under their direct control. Each of the factions also gained direct territory that was under their control. In the future, even if they lost favor among the main clan they could still be supported by the county they controlled.

Sage guessed that the Chong Clan was too stifled by old laws and rules and they were taking advantage of this opportunity to have something of a fresh start. The factional war theyd been involved in for a long time had hampered their growth and now they were eager to break out of that cage. At this time, Sage chose to attend a meeting with the Chong Clan as he was informed that something important would be decided.

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