Martial Peak

Chapter 3409, Butcher Knife in the Rear

Yang Kai naturally understood the situation and proposed, “City Lord Lin, extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. I suggest forming a team of Military Enforcers.”

Lin Tong raised his brow and asked with some confusion, “Military Enforcers?”

Yang Kai’s face turned serious as he explained in a serious voice, “The Two Races’ Great War is different from ordinary individual battles between cultivators and requires a clear-cut Martial Law. Anyone who disobeys the law or disrupts order will be subject to severe punishment. Those who flee from the battle are subject to death, anyone who disturbs the army morale may be killed, anyone who does not fight with all their strength dies!” He stared at Lin Tong as his voice turned ice-cold, “Carrying out these punishments is the duty and mission of the Military Enforcers!”

Lin Tong and Ma Yin felt chills run down their backs when they heard this. If they really followed Yang Kai’s suggestion, they would probably have to kill a lot of people even before confronting the Demon Race.

But after giving it a second thought, this was indeed a good way to resolve their current crisis. They were seriously outnumbered, and morale was pitifully low. Tiger Roar City was in imminent danger. If they wanted to defend the city, they had to present a united front. If there was a team of Military Enforcers, it might not improve morale, but it would at least unify the cultivators to defend the city.

Having understood this, Lin Tong stated, “Palace Master Yang is right, but my Tiger Roar City’s cultivators can’t undertake this role.”

Yang Kai proposed, smiling, “City Lord Lin, if you can trust this Palace Master, please leave this to me.”

“I will have to trouble Palace Master Yang then!” Lin Tong nodded in agreement.

Outside the city, the Demon Race was invading in large numbers, and inside the city, people were panicking. A large crowd of cultivators was gathered on the city wall even now, gazing into the distance, many trying to figure out what to do or where to turn to, an air of gloom hovering over all of them.

At that moment, a person flew around the city, announcing in an ice-cold voice with a solemn expression on his face, “The Demon Race is invading, a great battle is imminent! This war is related to the survival of Tiger Roar City, to the life or death of hundreds of thousands of residents of the city. Sir City Lord has thus given the order to implement Martial Law. Defeat is not allowed in this fight. Anyone who violates the Martial Law will be judged guilty and executed for disobedience! Anyone who flees from the battle will be killed, anyone who disturbs the army morale will be killed, anyone who does not fight will be killed!”

The voice was loud enough for everyone below to hear it loud and clear, and as soon as these words were announced, all the listeners turned to look at each other in shock. Many of them were thinking of running away if the situation turned bad, but after they heard this announcement, they couldn’t help furrowing their brows. However, they didn’t take this announcement too seriously either; after all, everyone could clearly see the current situation. Tiger Roar City’s demise was all but certain. At that time, the people who wanted to escape wouldn’t be limited to just one or two, rather there would be many. At that time, laws couldn’t be enforced as there would be many people to punish. How would Sir City Lord have the time to care about such things? Perhaps he would be too busy saving himself!

Most people thought that this was just arbitrary propaganda, a declaration before mobilizing everyone in order to stabilize morale.

But before they could finish such thoughts, they saw a large group of cultivators flying out. This group had about a thousand people in it, and by the looks of their robes, they weren’t locals of Tiger Roar City, but rather the reinforcements from the other territories who had come to provide support. The person leading the group was an extremely conspicuous young man with fiery red hair.

Chi Gui of the Eastern Territory’s Ahan Temple!

for the people to recognize him even if they had only heard rumours about him. Only Chi Gui had fiery red hair in Tiger Roar

emanating a fearsome murderous intent and had fierce looks on their faces. Chi Gui especially was gazing at everyone as if all of them were targets. There was also

of which had died with their eyes wide open. Blood was still dripping from

some of these heads a

the previous cultivator who was shouting continued, “The Five Great Families disturbed the morale of the army and

echoed throughout the entire city, leaving everyone rooted to

out they’re from the Five Great Families! And the head

hasn’t even begun but so many people on our side had already been killed! Furthermore, all these people are important figures

realize that the so-called Martial Law wasn’t there just for appearances, it would really be enforced. Since even

butcher’s knife might swing for their necks! Everyone was shocked, but none dared harbour any traitorous thoughts now. They all asked themselves how their lives fared in contrast to the Five Great Families, let alone the Vice

city wall, Lin Tong was busy with his communication artifact, a nervous look hanging on his face, apparently gathering reports from

looked up at Yang Kai and praised, “Palace Master Yang’s is a

with gleaming eyes and asked, “How is the situation in the city

“Although many are still worried, at least morale

a sigh of relief upon hearing this and

Yang Kai and declared, “If Tiger Roar City

yet. The cultivators in the city are only intimidated by those heads now. If you really want to defend the city, it will all depend on how we fare in the next battle.

“Although my Tiger Roar City does not have many cultivators, if all of us can work with united spirits, it won’t be so easy to defeat us. We will let those

to hear that Sir City Lord has this much

was speaking, Ma Yin suddenly took out her communication artifact and checked it out before reporting with a solemn look on her face, “The Demon Race seems to be underestimating

greet

already jam-packed, mostly with local cultivators of Tiger

a stroll in their courtyard. It didn’t seem that they were here to invade the city but to play a game. The large army behind them was marching without any specific formation, scattered here and there, but they remained silent

bearing down on the

Gudong…

Dong one by one, as if they could

city wall, wearing a stoic look on his face. His grey hair was blowing in the wind as a gleam in