Human Clan Defender-Chapter 727 - s The Holy Slaying Blade, Defeating the Emperor (Four-in-One, Seeking Monthly Tickets)_2

Yes. An instant kill. There was no earth-shattering combat, nor any intense battle. He hadn't even seen clearly how Shen Changqing had made his move. It wasn't until Ran An fell that he finally reacted.

Beiming Wang understood. The true main force of the Allied Forces had never been the eight million-strong army, but Ran An, who had broken through to the Saint Rank. Only with Ran An present was there any possibility of breaching Great Qin. In today's world, power truly belonged to the strong. In front of such top-tier powerhouses, numbers hardly played a role. Now, with Ran An fallen… although he was unclear why Shen Changqing hadn't struck at them, he knew one thing for certain: if they did not retreat, the entire eight million soldiers might be buried before Fallen Saint Pass.

"Fallen Saint Pass!" he muttered, looking at the pass before him, his eyes full of unwillingness. The Demon Saint Phantom had already been dispersed.

Fallen Saint indeed! Until now, two Saint Rank beings had perished here. The name was truly deserved.

Moments later, Beiming Wang roared with unwillingness, "Retreat!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Wang Xiao also shouted resentfully, "Everyone, fall back!"

After the death of Ran An, both Beiming Wang and Wang Xiao were commanders of the Allied Forces. Once their orders were passed down, the army retreated like a tide, leaving only a vast number of corpses in their wake.

On the city wall, many defenders sat collapsed on the ground. Watching the retreating enemy forces, many showed looks of relief, as if they had survived a calamity.

Thank goodness! Thankfully, the enemy had withdrawn. Otherwise, if the siege had continued, Fallen Saint Pass would have been undoubtedly breached. As defenders, their fates were easy to imagine.

"Clean up the battlefield! All the wounded must be taken for treatment! Tally the battle losses accurately—no mistakes allowed!" Wei Yang shouted sternly.

He watched the retreating enemy forces but didn't lead his troops in pursuit.

Firstly, Fallen Saint Pass was short on troops; rushing out to chase the enemy risked total annihilation. After all, the enemy's retreat wasn't due to the strong defense of Fallen Saint Pass but because the fall of Ran An had greatly demoralized them, forcing their withdrawal.

Secondly, the current situation was unclear; rash pursuit offered no advantages. If Shen Changqing had struck at other enemy forces after slaying Ran An, Wei Yang would not have hesitated to lead his troops out to assist. But after slaying Ran An, Shen Changqing had not struck again but instead left immediately.

His true intentions were unknown to Wei Yang.

Therefore, in such circumstances, all Wei Yang could do was ensure that Fallen Saint Pass remained secure. The rest would fall to the Great Qin Defender.

"Thank goodness for Defender Shen's intervention; otherwise, Fallen Saint Pass would certainly have been breached today!" he thought, sighing as he recalled the battle.

This battle made Wei Yang even more acutely aware of his own insignificance. So-called numbers were only somewhat effective against ordinary people. In the face of a Supreme Powerhouse like Shen Changqing, regardless of how numerous the forces, they could not play any significant role without a powerhouse of equivalent rank to counter them. Just look: after Ran An fell, without Shen Changqing making another move, the enemy army of millions fled in panic. Such might was simply beyond the ability of others.

Wei Yang felt extremely fortunate. He was thankful that Shen Changqing was Great Qin's Defender Envoy and not the Defender Envoy of some other power. If Shen Changqing belonged to Great Liang or Dayue, then today, Fallen Saint Pass would surely have been unable to withstand the enemy's cavalry. Even the whole of Great Qin might have faced imminent destruction.

"It's over!" he exclaimed softly, discarding the scattered thoughts from his mind. Looking at the corpses left behind and the gradually retreating army, his taut spirit finally relaxed.

Yes, it was over. This battle had cost Fallen Saint Pass dearly, but the enemy had also paid a heavy price. The eight million-strong army, despite not laying siege for long, had left behind tens of thousands of corpses. If Fallen Saint Pass had been breached, such a sacrifice would have been worthwhile. But since it remained unbreached, such losses seemed grievous.

Looking back, on Fallen Saint Pass, many bodies also lay there—soldiers from Great Qin's side.

In Wei Yang's eyes, this battle truly had no victor. Fallen Saint Pass belonged to Great Qin before, and it remained so after the battle, yet many had died in the recent war. Similarly, Great Liang and Dayue had also suffered losses before withdrawing. Each side had suffered losses, and neither gained anything. Hence, there were no winners in this battle.

「Great Liang.」

Inside the Capital City court, the Liang Emperor, as usual, commenced the morning court session, with civil and military officials reporting on various matters. Great Liang had vast territories, so events, big or small, happened daily. Minor matters didn't need to be reported to the court and could be handled directly by subordinates. However, more serious incidents would be collected by those below, reported to the relevant ministers, and finally consolidated and presented during the court session for the Liang Emperor to decide. These events occurred almost daily, so the court also met every day.

On the imperial seat, the Liang Emperor appeared calm, seemingly listening to the officials' reports, though his thoughts were drifting elsewhere.

"Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty—"

A familiar voice echoed in his ear. The Liang Emperor emerged from his absent-minded state and, slightly turning his head, saw a pale, beardless face.