Twenty thousand Tide Dragon Guards were buried on Fallen Divine Mountain. General Yang and his household generals had not survived.
By the following day, word of the entire battle had spread throughout the Immortal Wave Five Cities; three days later, it shook the whole Nine Li World.
Among outsiders, some considered Old Master Yang's death and the annihilation of his household generals a tremendous boon. This rich prize, the Immortal Wave Five Cities, might yield enormous profits in the future. Others, of course, felt that Old Master Yang had lived up to his reputation as a loyal Pillar of the State General. Knowing full well that his son-in-law was useless and Tide Dragon's army could not match the other four cities, he had still led his troops into battle, fighting for the last of the Dragon Family's and Yang Family's dignity.
But all these opinions came from spectators commenting on the spectacle. To Tide Dragon City's ten million residents, General Yang's death was nothing short of a bolt from the blue, filling countless people with dread.
The raid on the Datong River had failed because the other four cities had openly mobilized only sixty thousand troops for their alliance, while secretly positioning another sixty thousand in ambush. It was as though they had seen through the old general's thoughts and waited for him to lead his army into their trap.
The twenty thousand Tide Dragon elites had fought from the Datong River all the way to Fallen Divine Mountain's halfway point, killing over twenty thousand enemies and routing nearly another thirty thousand. Despite their overwhelming disadvantage, they had almost thrown the entire visible force of sixty thousand into disarray. But they could not withstand the hundreds of cultivators of Third Grade and above who descended from the sky, much less