CHAPTER 649: CHAPTER 389: ENTERING ENEMY TERRITORY PART 3

When they moved the corpses, the beasts moved swiftly, but the soil—which had been tough to fight on—was now completely muddy. This was evidently caused by the mixture of rainwater and all the blood that had soaked into it. Moving weapons under such conditions was no easy task, yet Yan Xiaobao was relentless. The next day marked the true beginning of the war, even if it meant using holy ranking experts as mules.

The day passed quickly, with human corpses and beast corpses sorted into separate groups. As evening approached, a trench was dug, and all the beast corpses were carefully laid side by side. The entire army gathered at the trench’s edge; they remained silent, paying their respects as they bid farewell to their comrades. Some of them had known each other since birth, while others had become acquainted during training. Still, each soldier knew the others, more or less. Together, they made the unanimous decision to offer their silent prayers to the beasts who had fallen in the war.

For nearly one full hour, the beast tribe stood solemnly before the trench. Then Yan Xiaobao raised his head and nodded toward a beast beside him. Slowly and cautiously, the beasts began pouring soil over the corpses, demonstrating deep respect for their fallen comrades. Their lives had been sacrificed for the freedom of the beasts.

Looking into the eyes of all the beasts, Yan Xiaobao saw a resolute determination he had never seen before. He recognized that this was no longer just about eliminating a threat—it was a steadfast will to win the war. He shared their focus, his own thoughts fixed on the battle to commence the next day.

"Excuse me, my lord. Uh, Great Marshall!" someone called out just as Yan Xiaobao was about to leave the burial site. He paused mid-step. Behind him stood an expert in beast burial—a figure who was evidently an Emperor. Yet, the respect he displayed for Yan Xiaobao was on par with how one would treat a Saint. The young man found this level of reverence surprising.

"Do we also intend to bury the humans?" the expert asked, standing two meters away in a respectful stance. Yan Xiaobao raised an eyebrow in surprise but chose not to address the respect being shown to him. If the beasts truly saw him as their leader in the war, he would leave such matters unspoken.

"No," he answered softly in response to the question. "I have plans for them, but for now, leave them there. Let them serve as a reminder to those behind the walls that we’ve obliterated a significant portion of their army. It should unsettle them, even if only slightly." Staring at the expert before him, Yan Xiaobao almost laughed at the unguarded expression of confusion plastered across the soldier’s face, which made his ignorance of the situation plainly evident.

"Leave the corpses there for now," Yan Xiaobao added as he stepped closer, placing a steady hand on the bewildered expert’s shoulder and offering a gentle pat. "These bodies will play an important role in the later stages of the war, so ensure that no one touches them." With a knowing smile, he nodded to the beasts and then turned away, heading off to discuss the attack strategy with the Saints.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Wan Qiao asked hesitantly. Her eyes were filled with doubt, and her usual cheerful demeanor had vanished entirely. "I don’t understand how this benefits our cause, but in the end, I believe in you," she murmured with a sigh. She glanced at the two piles of corpses, and as she caught sight of Yan Xiaobao’s careless expression upon revealing his plan, a shiver ran through her entire being. Wan Qiao finally began to understand that this young man was far tougher—and far more ruthless—than she had imagined.

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