Longzang

Chapter 193 Heroes of the World
Although the Wu tribe's commander was shocked, Wei Yuan's solo charge had limited impact. He immediately quickened the drumbeats, and half of the army began to charge, while the remaining half remained motionless.

Although only half of them were deployed, their numbers were still more than double those of the border garrison.

Another horn sounded, and all the garrison troops of the realm halted, forming a dense formation, ready to fight. Just as the two armies were about to clash, the Demon-Suppressing Tower descended from the sky.

In an instant, the green aura surrounding the Wu Clan army thinned by thirty percent. However, the green aura remained unified, and although it had been severely suppressed by the Demon-Suppressing Tower, it was far from collapsing. The green aura above the army formation condensed into clouds, actually supporting the nine-tiered Demon-Suppressing Tower and preventing it from falling.

Although Ji Liuli was strong, her opponent this time was a full 20,000 elite troops from the northern border of the Wu Clan. It was already astonishing that she could disperse 30% of the opponent's spiritual energy in one fell swoop.

A thin wisp of blue rain, as fine as a hair, passed through the Demon-Suppressing Tower and flew towards the shaman general on the high platform.

The raindrop collided with the green aura of the military formation, suddenly unleashing boundless sword energy. Countless sword energies shredded the surrounding green aura, carving a hole tens of feet wide into the green mountain. However, the green aura was too abundant and too thick, and the sword energy, even when completely exhausted, could not reach the shaman general, and the hole began to slowly fill back in.

The shaman stared at the empty space, his face grim. He was surrounded by an army of twenty thousand!
This man's sword almost pierced through the military aura; if that sword had landed on him, he would likely have been seriously injured on the spot. Moreover, he could feel a chilling aura within the sword energy, and his own Dao foundation was trembling.

However, before the void created by the previous sword energy could be filled, another winding, mournful sword light appeared before the shaman's eyes. It seemed hesitant and reluctant, turning back every few steps, but in reality, it was incredibly fast, shooting directly into the void created by the previous sword energy.

The sword light, as if drawn by gravity, pulled all the surrounding green energy towards it, then silently vanished. The sword light swept through the endless green energy with unstoppable force, cutting down to within three feet of the shaman general!
The shaman stared at the sword light so close at hand, his whole body turned cold, and he froze on the spot!
But then the sword light flickered a few times and gradually disappeared. It turned out that the sword light had exhausted all its power, and was only three feet short of its final strike.

The sword light vanished, but the shaman's body remained stiff. He instinctively felt that there would be a third, or even a fourth, sword strike, and that he was doomed!
In that final moment, he suddenly realized that this was how it was possible to take the head of a general amidst a vast army. And how easily it had been done in that man's hands?
However, there was no follow-up sword energy.

The shaman suddenly felt as if he had narrowly escaped death, and broke out in a cold sweat. The green aura of the military formation slowly closed, sealing off the channel created by the sword energy.

The two armies had already clashed and were engaged in a fierce melee. From the outset, both sides were astonished by the ferocity of their opponent's fighting strength.

For Wei Yuan's troops, the Boundary Realm is now their only home. All their loved ones live within it, and where they stand is their final resting place; they cannot retreat even a step. In terms of ferocity and fearlessness, they believe they are invincible in the world.

However, the Wu tribe troops opposite them were the elite of the world. They had fought against many famous Liao cavalry forces in the northern frontier without being defeated. They had also fought eight battles in ten days, suffering more than half of their casualties, but still fought to the death and refused to retreat.

When these two forces clash, there are no tricks or schemes, only a dull, fierce, and deadly battle!
The front row fell, the back row took their place; the soldiers fought until they were all wiped out, the officers filled the gaps.

Both sides suffered entire platoons of casualties. The soldiers were bloodthirsty, their minds blank, focused only on mechanical stabbing, slashing, drawing their swords, stabbing again, drawing their swords again, until they could no longer stand up.

Wei Yuan closed his eyes and forced himself to count to three before his consciousness stirred.

A bell rang out across the battlefield!
Then came several more bell tolls, and an indescribable feeling suddenly enveloped the battlefield. All the human warriors instantly surged in morale, transforming into killing machines. Their overall strength was even superior to that of the opposing witch race.

All sentient beings in an instant!

Wei Yuan had already spurred his horse, leaving a white-gold tail, and charged towards the main camp of the Wu Clan once again!
Xu Yi reacted the fastest, letting out a scream and rushing out after Wei Yuan. Immediately afterward, the young men and women from the noble families swarmed out, yelling and following Wei Yuan in the charge. Two hundred cavalrymen followed.

Wei Yuan roared like thunder, swinging his spear in a wide arc. A waterfall of white-gold light exploded in a ring, clearing a path through the blocked cavalry. Then, Wei Yuan charged through the gap, his spear aimed directly at the shaman general on the high platform!
More than two hundred riders moved with lightning speed, closely following Wei Yuan as they charged through the gap. This renowned thousand-man cavalry force was now rendered useless.

Wei Yuan's momentum was already at its peak, but when he suddenly turned around, he realized that everyone had followed him and charged forward. He clearly remembered that he hadn't given the order! There was no turning back now, so Wei Yuan had no choice but to add a layer of luck to all two hundred riders behind him, and two layers to the sixteenth young master and young lady of the aristocratic families.

Although the blessing of good fortune is only a matter of a moment, Wei Yuan felt that his indomitable momentum was already lacking one breath, like the 49th of the Heavenly Dao, where man is missing one. But sometimes, that missing point is an indescribable discomfort.

With no outlet for his frustration, Wei Yuan pointed his spear to the sky and roared, causing a bolt of white-gold lightning to descend from the clear sky!
The lightning struck the spearhead directly, instantly igniting the spear with lightning fire, making it invincible!
Wei Yuan charged into the main camp of the witch army once again, this time with no intention of turning back, but only charging towards the high platform ahead.

Countless Wu Clan warriors were also roused to their fighting spirit, desperately blocking Wei Yuan's path. When they could no longer hold him off, they simply pounced on him, and in the blink of an eye, the blood-red warhorses were laden with Wu Clan warriors. Many Wu Clan members even leaped high into the air, flying towards Wei Yuan!

Wei Yuan's spear moved so fast it was like a phantom, and his blood-red warhorse kicked and bit, the two of them pushing against the current of countless witch clans.

Wei Yuan walked slower and slower, but he was still moving forward.

The shaman on the high platform stared intently at Wei Yuan, his hair standing on end, whether from fear or excitement, it was hard to tell. Suddenly, he looked up and saw a jade mountain appear above him!
Jade Mountain hangs high, seemingly about to fall.

Another general taking the head of a general amidst a vast army? The shaman was both shocked and furious, feeling that he, as a general, was having a run of bad luck today.

He finally lost his nerve, jumped off the platform, and hid among his personal guards.

Wei Yuan's spirits lifted, and with a roar, the white-gold light within dozens of feet around him surged forth once more, some pillars of light even shooting up dozens of feet! All the Wu Clan members struck by the pillars of light began to burn.

However, not a single one of the hundreds of Wu tribe warriors who were set ablaze uttered a sound; they continued their desperate attack on Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan was filled with awe, so he dismounted, holding a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, and finished off his opponent with each move, step by step ascending the high platform.

When Wei Yuan stood on the high platform, he had no enemies around him, only a path littered with corpses.

Wei Yuan knocked over the human skin war drum and stomped on it!
At this moment, there was no one around.

Wei Yuan pointed his spear to the sky, and this time a beam of platinum light shot out from the spearhead, soaring straight into the heavens and visible for hundreds of miles! Another bolt of lightning struck down from the clear sky, igniting both the spear and Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan felt an endless torrent of lightning and fire within him with nowhere to vent it, so he let out a long roar that shook the heavens, then stood with his spear raised, and said, word by word, "Wei Yuan of the Azure Heaven Palace is here. Is there any great shaman who dares to fight me?!"

This sound, blessed by the Azure Sky, traveled for hundreds of miles.

Wei Yuan waited for a moment, but there was no response.

At this moment, Wei Yuan suddenly realized that although the world is vast, there are actually very few heroes.

Many people hold high positions simply because they were born early and lived long. If those white-haired scoundrels and old scoundrels were born today, they would have long since faded into obscurity.

(End of this chapter)