My Antique Mirror Is A Portal To Another World - Chapter 411

Chapter 411: Failure, Success
While the generals of the Ji Army were shocked by the quality of Mo Yuan’s sword, the twenty elite soldiers standing outside the garrison entrance drew their Mo Dao and prepared for battle.

Seeing the nearly two-meter-long sword, the tallest general sneered. “Do they think using a longer sword can help them win against us? How naïve!”

When the tallest general and his small unit entered the attack range of the Mo Dao elite team, the elite soldiers ducked down and swiped at the warhorses’ legs with their Mo Dao.

Slash! Slash! Slash!

In an instant, the Ji Army’s generals and soldiers witnessed something terrifying.

The long swords they had just looked down upon easily sliced through the warhorses’ legs as if cutting tofu. Even when cutting through bone, the Feng Army’s soldiers didn’t seem to exert any effort.

“Neigh!” The warhorses let out painful cries, then collapsed heavily to the ground along with the Ji Army’s generals.

Fortunately, the generals were all highly skilled in martial arts and managed to leap off their horses before being crushed under the warhorses’ falling bodies.

But just as their feet landed on the ground, the Mo Dao special team had already rushed toward them and swung their blades.

Whoosh~!

Sensing the cold, murderous aura behind him, the tallest general reacted instinctively and jumped aside. As he rolled across the ground, he saw a long crack form where he had just been standing.

“Damn it!” the tallest general cursed. He quickly pushed himself up and charged toward the nearest Feng Army elite soldier.

Seeing his sword aimed at his throat, the elite soldier leaped backward and regrouped with his comrades.

Forming a team of four, the elite soldiers faced in four directions with their Mo Dao raised, harvesting lives like a grass-cutting machine.

Slash! Slash! Slash!

When more than half of their troops were lost in less than five minutes, one of the generals managed to reach the tallest general and hurriedly shouted, “Their swords are too long and sharp, and their armor is unbreakable! We can’t fight them head-on! We need to retreat and make another plan!”

Hearing this, the tallest general gritted his teeth and roared, “Don’t you dare retreat! If we fail today, death is all that awaits us!”

Knowing he was right, the general could only grit his teeth and continue fighting.

Meanwhile, standing on the watchtower, Pei Jinhuan clicked his tongue and sighed, “Life is already hard. Why do these people insist on choosing a harder path?”

Mo Yuan’s expression darkened at his words.

Staring at the one-sided massacre below, he replied calmly, “That is their choice. Since they have decided to point their weapons at us, we can only defend ourselves and protect those standing behind us.”

Seeing Mo Yuan’s gloomy expression, Pei Jinhuan knew that the men below would not live to see tomorrow’s sunrise.

An hour later, the battle finally ended in a complete defeat for the Ji Army, with only light injuries among the Mo Dao special team.

Mo Yuan said calmly, “Let’s go down.”

The two descended the watchtower and walked to the entrance. Approaching the closed garrison gate, Mo Yuan ordered, “Open the gate.”

“Yes, General Mo,” the few soldiers on guard replied, quickly opening the heavy gate with the help of several others.

As the heavy gate creaked open, Mo Yuan stepped out of the gate and stepped onto ground covered with blood and corpses.

Before he could take a closer look at the surroundings, a weak voice filled with unwillingness and hatred came from the pile of bodies nearby.

“Mo… Yu—yuan!”

Mo Yuan turned toward the voice and saw the tallest general lying on the ground with his legs severed and his body drenched in blood, covered by fatal wounds.

Thinking he had last words, Mo Yuan walked over and stood a few steps away, meeting the general’s eyes, which were burning with hatred, anger, and jealousy.

“What are your last words?” Mo Yuan asked calmly.

Being stared down by Mo Yuan made the tallest general feel humiliated. Using the last of his strength, he said through gritted teeth, “I didn’t lose to you… I lost to Heaven!”

With those final words, the tallest general exhaled his last breath with his eyes frozen open forever.

With his death, the small rebellion in Xiquan City finally came to an end.

Turning away from the body, Mo Yuan ordered, “Clean up the battlefield.”

“Yes, General Mo!” The soldiers replied and went to find more soldiers to help.

Soon, more than two hundred soldiers came out of the garrison to collect the weapons and armor, then burn the bodies.

At the same time, the Mo Dao special team members headed to the infirmary to treat their wounds.

After handling the aftermath of the rebellion, Mo Yuan instructed, “Jinhuan, spread the news of our victory and the Ji Army’s failed rebellion. Let everyone know the consequences of betraying the Feng Army.”

Pei Jinhuan clasped his fists and responded, “Yes, Brother Mo.”

Once Pei Jinhuan left to do his order, Mo Yuan returned to his room. Sitting behind the long table, he picked up his writing brush.

He then began drafting a report about the Ji Army’s failed rebellion, as well as the good news that they had successfully established their prestige and proven their strength to the people of Xiquan City.

After sealing the letter, Mo Yuan took out the bamboo whistle and blew it once.

A few seconds later, the same shadow guard appeared before him. Without a word, he took the letter and disappeared.

Seeing that it was time for dinner, Mo Yuan washed his hands and face, then went to join the Feng Army soldiers in the dining area.

While the situation in Xiquan City had stabilized, the same could not be said for the distant imperial capital of the Yu Empire.

The once-bustling, prosperous city has now become desolate, with only soldiers patrolling at night. The common people locked their doors and prayed they could survive the night without the soldiers knocking.