Chapter 102: The Suicide Squad (4)
The Saljong cultists, charging in boldly, sensed something amiss not long after ascending Jemchang Mountain.
They found no defenders, not even a trace of scouts.
They wondered if the Jianchang detachment had been abandoned, but that seemed unlikely.
If the numbers were similar, perhaps, but the sheer disparity in forces meant losing the mountain would make retaking it extremely difficult.
Then why?
Such thoughts swirled chaotically in their minds.
Offer tribute to the Blood God!
The chant of the Blood Cult disciples from behind only intensified their confusion.
“Do not rush out.”
“Advance cautiously, checking for traps!”
Heeding the officers’ shouts, the cultists of the Blood Cult advanced slowly, scanning for traps.
Two hours passed.
Before they knew it, they had passed the entrance to Jemchang Mountain and reached its mid-slope.
Whoosh.
Something began falling from the sky.
Trained in combat, they reflexively struck them away.
Then.
Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom.
The pouches burst, scattering fine powder in all directions.
Poison pellets.
“Gah!”
“Aah!”
In an instant, the poison spread, turning the area into a hellish scene.
“Damn it!”
The Saljong officers cried out in horror at the gruesome scene.
“Hold your breath and run!”
Retreating immediately to assess the situation would have been the right move, but there was no space to fall back.
Because over a thousand guards were advancing from behind.
The guards knew this too, so they gritted their teeth and ran forward as the officers ordered.
