Patrol Captain

“Sister Nu’er, my brothers from the Yun family are mostly in the army, and I don’t see them often.”

"The one leading the way on horseback, with his personal guards, is Sixth Brother, who holds an important position in the Fourth Mountain."

"The one with the scar on his forehead and the beard on his chin is Seventh Brother; he's changed a lot."

"Riding a red horse, with a ringed sword at his side..."

Zhao Yunluo and the young girl Nu'er exchanged brief greetings. With a slight smile and a hint of pride in her words, she naturally held her brothers, who had distinguished themselves in the army, in high esteem, as they were members of the Yun family.

The young girl, dressed in fine clothes and fur coat, seemed to be experiencing her first love, her eyes sparkling with excitement and joy, saying, "My brothers are all so amazing."

Her voice, seemingly out of control, carried the joyful thoughts of a young girl and rang out among the crowd of onlookers in the mansion.

Immediately, gazes were cast over from all around. Upon seeing the girl in the corner, many were stunned by her beauty.

The girl's face flushed red, and she cried out "Oh dear!" Then, like a startled deer, she lowered her head, covered her face, and quickly ran back to the mansion, looking shy.

A burst of good-natured laughter rang out around them, and this brief encounter left an impression on many of those present.

Even the young men of the Yun family who had mounted their horses noticed this scene. Seeing that the girl was unfamiliar and had run into the Yun residence, and judging from her attire, she wasn't a maidservant, they were puzzled and asked the horse-leading servant...

Who is this young lady?

"Reporting to Ninth Young Master, this is a young lady from a cousin's family who has come to stay at the manor. She hasn't been here for more than a few days!" the servant quickly replied.

Yun Jia Jiulang nodded upon hearing this, then glanced at the direction of the gate again. He felt a little uneasy, but he straightened his expression and looked away, as important matters required attention.

Once everyone was ready, Yun Chuxiong, the head of the Yun family, shouted, "Let's go!"

Soon, the convoy, which stretched for about a mile, began to move slowly. The surrounding crowd cheered and followed along, with children chasing and playing among them.

Meanwhile, the young girl "Nu'er" shyly ran into the Yun residence, walked through corridors and alleys, and came to a two-story building in the backyard, where she closed the door behind her.

After closing the box, her delicate and weak demeanor vanished, her expression turned cold and disdainful, her gaze seemed to be venomous, and she let out a cold snort.

For a powerful demon to have to resort to such childish infatuation tricks is truly disgusting.

However, before she could even complain, a figure appeared out of thin air in the room—a middle-aged man.

The man wore a brocade robe with a swastika pattern, and the collar and cuffs were trimmed with glossy mink fur. His face was slightly droopy, and he had a pair of triangular eyes that were narrowed, revealing a hint of shrewdness and mercenary nature.

Upon seeing this person, Nu'er's cold expression immediately changed, replaced by a smile, and she respectfully bowed.
"This servant greets the Holy King."

The middle-aged man glanced at her with his triangular eyes, his shrewd gaze shifting to an aloof indifference.

"The Yun residence is quite lively today, as you just saw."

"Yes, Holy King, the Yun family and several other families have donated a lot of supplies to Cloud Peak Mountain. I heard that families from other districts will also respond and go to Cloud Peak Mountain to donate supplies to the Mountain Expeditionary Army. They are building up Cloud Peak Mountain to deal with our Holy Clan."

"This is an opportunity!" The young girl Nu'er's voice changed color, filled with intense killing intent.

The middle-aged man chuckled. "You're right. This is indeed an opportunity. Let's create some chaos for them and turn their joyous occasion into a tragedy."

"interesting!"

"I have already sent men to teach these humans a lesson."

"Keep the Yun family members for now; they'll be of great use. Just don't anger the one on Cloud Peak." The demon king seemed to be saying something insignificant.

Upon hearing this, the "girl" revealed a cruel smile that was completely at odds with her face. "The Holy King is wise. It seems there's going to be some excitement soon."

The middle-aged man smiled, then turned his gaze towards the door, before vanishing into thin air from the room. The "girl," seeing this, was somewhat puzzled, but quickly realized someone was approaching. Her pretty, innocent face twisted slightly.

"What a hassle, having to put on an act in front of these weaklings."

"However, this human girl has very tender skin. It wouldn't be bad to capture her and raise her as a slave later."

He let out a strange laugh and turned around.

A moment later, footsteps sounded outside the room, followed by a soft, gentle voice.

"Sister Nu'er, are you alright?"

Inside the room, the young girl, Nu'er, opened the door, her pure face showing a shy and timid expression as she called out.
"Sister Yunluo, I was so embarrassed just now."

The distorted appearance from before was nowhere to be seen, only a barely perceptible chill lurked deep in his eyes.

Outside, the Yun family and several other families, along with a large convoy, set off for Yunding Mountain.

Meanwhile, in the east, south, and north of the city, at roughly the same time and with the same scene, convoys loaded with large quantities of supplies set off for Yunding Mountain.

This spectacular scene naturally attracted many onlookers. Along the way, cheers and applause from the crowds were incessant, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere that spread throughout the four urban districts.

Along the way, teahouses and taverns were buzzing with discussion. People were hearing that all the well-known and powerful families in Chengdu had sent out caravans to donate supplies to the soldiers of the mountain-crushing army to prepare for the upcoming battle. They exclaimed how righteous it was and felt a surge of pride in their hearts.

The whole journey was bustling with activity, which seemed to lift the spirits of all the people.

But amidst this clamor, undercurrents are surging.

A convoy of cars from the Nancheng, Xia, Wu and other families was traveling down the main street. People crowded both sides of the street to follow the convoy, creating a lively scene. When they were halfway there, the houses on the two sides of the road suddenly exploded, and smoke and dust billowed up. A plume of green smoke instantly filled the street and rushed towards the convoy.

The green smoke was clearly toxic. As the smoke spread, those who came into contact with it immediately screamed in agony, their skin and flesh developed sores, bleeding and oozing pus, and they collapsed to the ground, a truly horrifying sight.

The crowd erupted in heart-stopping cries and screams as the convoy was thrown into chaos, punctuated by shouts of panic and anger.

"The smoke is toxic."

"Scatter quickly, scatter quickly."

"Quickly use your supernatural powers to remove the poisonous smoke."

"Protect the supplies."

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Then, amidst the poisonous smoke, angry shouts mixed with light burst forth, creating curtains of light.

In that brief moment, amidst the billowing poisonous smoke, terrifying demonic roars resounded, followed by colossal demonic figures rising from the ground, charging and crashing towards the convoy like ferocious beasts.

Immediately, a series of horrified cries, mixed with exclamations, rang out.

"It's a monster!"

"Demons have invaded."

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The scene suddenly became chaotic.

This same scene was playing out in other districts as well, with demons appearing and openly attacking convoys bound for Cloud Peak in broad daylight. (End of Chapter)