Tang Lan gave a bitter smile after hearing this but did not stop her.
Jiang Nannan had now broken through to level eighty-three and had directly obtained her Eighth Soul Ring from the Soul Fruit she had consumed earlier.
One had to know that the highest cultivation level in this entire small city was merely that of a Soul Saint.
With Jiang Nannan, a Soul Douluo, holding the fort, no one would dare overstep their bounds.
Only after the sky had gradually darkened did Tang Lan lead more than thirteen hundred people northward.
Of these thirteen hundred people, half were original Tang Sect disciples, while the other half consisted of seventy percent of the Soul Masters absorbed from the thousand-strong allied army.
After Bell gave these Soul Masters a round of mental persuasion, they successfully swore allegiance to them.
They also swallowed the poison pills Bell had produced.
Before setting out, Bell promised them that if the Tang Sect disciples returned victorious, they would be given the antidote and become official Tang Sect disciples.
On top of that, he listed numerous rewards that made people envious.
As the saying went, generous rewards drew brave men. These captured allied army Soul Masters had completely put their minds at ease and decided to follow the Tang Sect.
As for the allied army soldiers who had not been brought along this time, a large portion of them were disciples sent by the three sects. The Tang Sect had arranged for them to assist the City Defense Army with basic construction inside Tang City.
The allied army's defeat had cost the three sects nearly forty percent of their strength. Even their Soul Douluo were down to just two each.
The remaining two Soul Douluo had also been persuaded to surrender by the Tang Sect.