Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains

"Whoever they are, I have only one word for them: kill!"

"Even if they are the elite of the Holy Land, I will ensure they find no return today."

Once Shen Gufan spoke up, the other three commanders immediately followed suit, boosting the morale of their own soldiers. The soldiers who were defending the city were already the elite of the Shen Clan, with each having cultivation levels beyond the Ten Layers of Body Openings. Possessing some abilities, they got stirred up by the leadership's rallying cries. Their emotions began to climb, and soon their faces flushed red and their necks thickened as their blood qi burst forth from their bodies, instantly painting the skies above the eastern gate with a reddish hue, emanating a magnificent war cry.

In just a moment, the more than twenty thousand Red Armored Cavalry had galloped within a range of five hundred meters. Shen Gufan exchanged a glance with Shen Guzhen and the others, who understood immediately and shouted to their vast armies, "Release thousands of arrows!"

Whiz whiz whiz whiz…

This wasn't merely the literal 'thousands of arrows released'; with each of the three camps having ten thousand soldiers, it was truly ten thousand ten-stone-strong crossbows firing simultaneously at the Red Armor army. The sound of splitting the air immediately filled the battlefield; countless pitch-black arrows pierced the night, hurtling towards the crimson tide less than five hundred meters from the city gates.

Ten-stone-strong crossbows, firing arrows weighing over a thousand pounds each, had a force so terrifying that even if they landed on the ground, it would be equivalent to the impact of a small bomb, not to mention hitting a person. As thirty thousand arrows were fired at once, and as these twenty thousand Red Armored soldiers were in a full gallop, with little room to dodge, it was guaranteed that, at the very least, several thousand of the front-line cavalry would be thrown into utter disarray.

However, contrary to everyone's expectations, the thirty thousand arrows seemed to vanish into the night without a trace, not even stirring a ripple—there was no slowing of the crimson tide's advance, not even a sound of an arrow striking the ground.

"What's going on?"

"Could this entire army consist of demons?"

"Why is there no movement at all..."

......

It wasn't just the soldiers on the wall who were baffled; even Shen Gufan and the other three were filled with disbelief. Thirty thousand arrows had disappeared without a trace, defying everything they knew, especially Shen Gufan, with his cultivation of the Yuan Dan Second Realm. Although his perception was greatly suppressed by the blood qi, his sensory abilities were still far superior to others.

He clearly saw that those arrows had indeed struck the Red Armored army.

But, how could there be no reaction at all?

"Family Head Shen, ordinary crossbow arrows cannot stop the Hou Clan's Red Flame Army!"

Amid the thunderous gallop of ten thousand horses, a booming laugh echoed, causing Shen Gufan's face to stiffen completely, and his heart to sink to the bottom in an instant.

It was Hou Yuxiao's voice!

The more than twenty thousand soldiers before him, stronger even than his own Shen Clan, truly belonged to the Hou Clan's army.

Shen Gufan wasn't foolish; in that instant, he connected many dots. The Hou Clan had elites more formidable than his clan, and Hou Yuxiao's statement at the end of June of not engaging in the battle for the prefectural city was all a falsehood. That meant from the moment his Shen Clan had begun vying with the Xiong Yun Gang for the city, the Hou Clan had been watching...

If the enemy chose this time to attack the city, it meant one thing:

The prefectural city was done for!

Thinking of the one hundred and twenty thousand troops still at the Xingnan Prefectural City, Shen Gufan's expression became so dark it was almost bleeding. Meanwhile, the Hou Clan's twenty-thousand-strong cavalry had already reached the city gates. Without the City-Protecting Barrier, the eastern gate of Chi Shui County had no hope of withstanding the charge of twenty thousand war horses in full sprint, let alone the burst of blood qi and heat they brought with them.

Boom....

The city gates fell with a crash, and the full extent of the Red Armored Soldiers was revealed in front of the Shen Clan's army. Seeing the arrows sticking out from their battle armor, Shen Gufan and the others' pupils contracted dramatically, their expressions filled with shock.

"Armor that can withstand ten-stone-strong crossbows? Impossible. Over twenty thousand men, all equipped with fine battle armor? How can the Hou Clan afford this...?"

Shen Gufan thought this to himself as the morale of the Shen Clan's army on and around the city walls plummeted to its lowest. If he were to tell them that the Hou Clan's army was wearing fine battle armor, the battle was likely to be impossible to continue.

"Fine battle armor, all troops mounted, what a move, Hou Clan, you've hidden your strength so deep, Mr. Shen has truly underestimated you, Hou Yuxiao. But, if you think that breaking through the city will be that easy, you are mistaken!"

Shen Gufan was filled with regret at that moment. The Hou Clan had silently raised an army in Tongling, and he hadn't noticed anything. As he watched Hou Yuxiao, calm at the forefront of the cavalry, a sense of being looked down upon welled up from the depths of his heart. Raising the Cold Light Sword in his hand, he suddenly became surrounded by a golden light, roaring at his army at the city gates:

"Three Talents Divine Law, Golden Sword Chant!"

"Three Talents Divine Law, Golden Sword Chant!"

The more than thirty thousand soldiers of the Shen family at the city gates, along with Shen Guzhen, Shen Gukang, and Shen Gupeng, also shouted in unison, lifting their weapons. A layer of golden light emanated from each of them, converging and blazing in mid-air. The sky, previously tinged red by the two forces' blood qi, turned to gold in an instant.

Shen Gufan's Yuan Dan Second Realm Divine Skills had reached their zenith at this moment.

He himself seemed to become the soul of this mighty army; the Cold Light Sword in his hand was no longer just a Spiritual Artifact. Countless streams of golden light flowed into it, and as Shen Gufan watched the approaching Red Flame Army, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes, and he thrust his longsword straight out.