It hardly mattered that the general had spotted him. The Criminal Ghosts were already in a panic; a third of them had probably fled in every direction. Besides, Tang Changsheng still had one last card to play: his five soldiers from the Foot Soldier Corps. If it came to that, he could send them out and hold on a little longer.
The sky was turning pale as a fish's belly. In another quarter of an hour at most, the sun would begin to rise. Then they would see whether these Criminal Ghosts dared stay.
The Ghost General had plainly realized this too. He did his utmost to rein in and calm his forces, but the moment had passed. He no longer had time to attack Tang Changsheng.
A rooster crowed in the distance. In an instant, all Heaven and Earth fell silent. The general's face turned ashen. He wasted no more time; with a wave of his hand, he withdrew. The thick fog and ghostly horde receded after him and vanished without a trace.
"Hmph." Tang Changsheng sneered. He could see clearly that the general had managed to gather less than half the Criminal Ghosts he had started with.
Many had panicked and scattered when they saw the Solar True Fire fall. Others had not been gathered in time. At least a hundred Criminal Ghosts had failed to retreat with the general.
Fang Xin laughed heartily. "Dawn's almost here. I'll be off too, little brother..."
With that, he led his men away, and they soon vanished without a trace.
The villagers began to cheer, grateful to have escaped with their lives. Yet many others wept for loved ones who had died in the ghostly horde's attack.
Before Fang Xin arrived to help, quite a few Ghost Creatures had rushed into