The White Tiger Sect and the Vermilion Bird Sect battled for five days and five nights.
In the end, the White Tiger Sect suffered over a million casualties.
The Vermilion Bird Sect was completely annihilated.
This was partially due to the help of the other dragons.
The White Tiger Sect members didn't notice this at all.
They all thought that the Vermilion Bird Sect members had already lost their homes and didn't have the confidence or courage to fight against them.
After achieving what they thought was an unprecedented victory, they were brimming with confidence.
Zhang Xing wasn't stingy with his words and praised them greatly.
All the soldiers felt that they had become qualified iron-blooded warriors who had experienced hundreds of battles.
Although they still had their sectarian prejudice in their hearts, it had faded a lot.
This was because Zhang Xing had emphasized more than once that they were a single entity.
If they followed him, they would be part of the Zhang Clan.
If they were still divided into factions like the Li Clan and the Wang Clan, then they wouldn't be far from death.
They also understood that if they were united, their chances of dying would be reduced.
In the past, there had been commanders who had led them to not be united.
Now, no one dared to disobey Zhang Xing's orders.
Meanwhile, the discordant voices within the army had all disappeared without them noticing.
No one knew how they had disappeared.
Even some commanders who were investigating in secret were unable to find any clues.
Of course, it would be a miracle if they could find out that Black Treasure and the other Divine Stage dragons had made a move.
After passing through the border, they arrived at the Ancient Path City that Zhang Xing had visited before.
News of their defeat at the border quickly spread to this place.
Everyone in the Ancient Path City was in a state of panic.
Many of the major families and merchant guilds began to evacuate.
The Vermilion Bird Army's urgent requests for reinforcements were relayed back one after another.
Over the past three years, the total number of soldiers at the border had reached over fifteen million.
They had thought that this number of soldiers would be enough.
At the very least, they would have to fight for at least eight to ten years.
Hence, the Ancient Path City only had a mere two million soldiers.
No one had thought that they would be defeated after only twenty days of battle with the White Tiger Army.
Moreover, they had been completely annihilated. This was an unbelievable news.
Of course, the city lord of the Ancient Path City, Moon Slicing Saber Sikong Jian, had spread this news in order to save face.
If the people from the various sects and clans found out, they would only have six days, not twenty days.
In that case, they would definitely take the lead in emptying their belongings and fleeing with their families.
Once they left, how could the others stay?
It did not mean that Sikong Jian was counting on them to defend the city.
Instead, these clans all had their own guards.
After all, they were all Saint Realm experts.
Without them, the strength of the city defense would be reduced by a third.
If that's the case, then there's no need to keep watch. Just pack up and run.
Time was of the essence. The White Tiger Army's vanguard would only need a month to travel from the border to Ancient Path City.
If the higher-ups don't send reinforcements in time this month.
In that case, Sikong Jian decided to give up on defending the city.
It would be a joke to ask him to defend the city with his meager strength.
Deputy Commander Yan Tianci's 15 million troops had all died.
We don't even know if he's dead or alive. How do you expect Sikong Jian to fight against Zhang Xing's army?
Time passed day by day in torment.
There had been no news from above, and not a single soldier had come to help.
Sikong Jian was extremely anxious.
He knew how efficient the Vermillion Bird army was. They had always been efficient.
They never procrastinated.
They should have received an urgent order from their superiors ten days ago.
However, twenty days had already passed, and there was still no news.
Were they going to give up on Ancient Path City?
Sikong Jian began to make arrangements for a retreat.