Longzang

Chapter 441 Holds Great Terror

Wei Yuan and Fei Diao killed all the giant beasts, but several meticulously crafted fortified areas were also destroyed, filled with highly toxic black water, making it impossible for humans to set foot there.

At this time, the human race's powerful figures held a clear advantage, and no great shaman on the ground could stop Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan began to mobilize his troops and used his last trump card on the battlefield.

Those were two legions, each with 30,000 men. They were well-organized, all equipped with breastplates and without shields. When they encountered the witch army, they would approach and slowly advance to fire. If the witch army successfully charged to the front of their lines, they would engage in face-to-face combat with bayonets, while the left and right flanks would advance and fire in a crossfire.

One legion consisted of carefully selected warriors from diverse backgrounds, while the other was made up entirely of young men from the Xu family. Each legion had its own strengths; the mixed legion had a higher average skill level and stronger individual combat abilities.

The Xu family youths, on the other hand, were perfectly synchronized and fearless. Even when enemy weapons were already embedded in their bodies, they remained calm and continued firing without flinching.

The witch warriors charged forward in groups of tribes, but the most successful ones were only a few hundred warriors who managed to break into the mixed army's formation, only to be pierced down one by one by the bayonets.

The Xu family youths, on the other hand, were like cold harvesting machines, with gunfire ringing out continuously. The tens of thousands of troops were like a single entity, and if you listened carefully, you could even find that the rhythm of the gunfire was the same.

Wei Yuan has already established himself in the world of martial arts, and commanding tens of thousands of people is no longer a burden. Although the Xu family youths are slightly weaker overall, their role on the battlefield far surpasses that of the mixed legions.

After several rounds of fighting, even the witch tribe was terrified and instinctively wanted to stay away from this demonic enemy. More and more tribes turned to attack the mixed legion.

The two legions, one on the left and one on the right, gradually advanced towards the rear of the entire Wu tribe's front, intending to meet up behind the Wu army in Ding'an City.

The chief general of the Wu tribe saw through Wei Yuan's plan and hurriedly mobilized troops to stop the two legions.

However, these are two fully offensive legions. After so much infighting among the Wu tribes, organized archer units are few and far between. If any archers are spotted, Wei Yuan will unleash a devastating attack. Without arrows, these two legions pose no significant threat.

Wei Yuan released wave after wave of troops, holding back the Wu Clan army and preventing them from maneuvering their forces and drawing more troops to stop the two legions' attack.

The battle reached a brief stalemate. Wei Yuan calmly surveyed the battlefield, directing the troops and dealing with the archers, while also wounding several high shamans. He deliberately slowed the pace of the battle so that the shaman clan could commit more troops to intercept the two elite legions.

At the edge of the battlefield, the faint sound of hooves suddenly rang out, then grew louder and louder, and the military spirit soared into the sky. A heavily armored cavalry appeared behind the Wu tribe!

These were the Dragon Soaring and Dragon Wing armies, which Wei Yuan had dispatched from the very beginning of the battle. They had circled around outside the boundary before returning to attack the Witch Clan's rear. They were already in position, but Wei Yuan only gave the order to attack at this moment.

Their first target was the western route army of the Wu tribe. This force had penetrated deep into Qingming and suffered tens of thousands of casualties after a series of bloody battles, clearly showing signs of wavering. Now that their rear was cut off, the morale of this Wu tribe army began to crumble, and the soldiers' will to fight had vanished.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the commander of this army sent 20,000 soldiers to attack Long Xiang and Long Yi's armies in an attempt to open up a way out.

However, the two armies separated. The Longxiang army dismounted and formed a defensive formation on the spot. Longyi, on the other hand, bypassed the 20,000 warriors and charged directly towards the rear of the Wu tribe army!
After a fierce battle, the Wu tribe warriors knew they were at a critical juncture of life and death, and thus their fighting spirit was ignited, and they fought with reckless abandon. However, no matter how they charged, the five thousand-strong Longxiang Army formation remained unmoved. The Wu tribe general then brought in another twenty thousand to reinforce the attack, but it was to no avail.

In the blink of an eye, several thousand more corpses of the Wu tribe appeared in front of the Longxiang Army.

When the soldiers of the western route of the Wu tribe saw that their rear route was not being cleared for a long time, chaos finally broke out among them.

A cold glint flashed in Wei Yuan's eyes; the time had come!
A strange buzzing sound suddenly rang out in Ding'an City, and two giant crossbows were pushed into position by dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators. The crossbows had been ready to fire for a long time, and they were to be fired immediately after entering the formation, the giant arrows disappearing in an instant! Several Great Shamans who were besieging Wei Yuan suddenly changed their expressions and turned to try to escape, but it was too late.

Wei Yuan instantly conjured up a scene of human life, a vibrant and bustling landscape. All allies received buffs, while the enemy was comprehensively weakened. Although the buff magnitude wasn't as great as that of the Heaven and Earth Madman's Dharma Image, the Human World's Dharma Image had a vast range and no limit on the number of buffs.

Enveloped by the smoke and fire of the mortal realm, the great shamans' speed was slowed by a third. As a result, two of them suddenly exploded, killed by giant arrows. The remaining great shamans were terrified and each used their life-saving techniques to try to escape.

At that moment, a white shadow flashed through the air, and a flying weasel bit a great shaman, who let out a miserable cry and its massive body plummeted to the ground! A cat also appeared, scratching a great shaman from behind; then a snake coiled around the tail of another great shaman, slowing his movements. Eight more celestial swords appeared in the air, their imposing presence overwhelming, and they surrounded a great shaman, unleashing a flurry of slashes.

Wei Yuan actually wanted to wipe out this group of great witches in one fell swoop!
However, things never always go as planned. The last great shaman unleashed a palm strike, sending eight immortal swords flying and escaping, leaving only the old Taoist priest spewing blood in mid-air.

Wei Yuan was eager to kill the three great shamans who had been stopped, so he couldn't care less about the one who had escaped and could only watch helplessly as he fled back to his own camp.

The moment the giant crossbows appeared in Ding'an City, the high shamans of the Wu tribe immediately felt threatened and retreated into their military ranks, no longer daring to engage in guerrilla warfare. Short horn calls rang out continuously within the Wu tribe army, and the army began its retreat.

Wei Yuan suddenly looked up and saw some extremely terrifying auras appearing in the sky. It was as if many gazes were piercing through numerous obstacles and countless worlds, looking towards this side.

Wei Yuan felt a chill run through his body instantly, his consciousness trembled, and his sea of ​​consciousness felt as if it were frozen! Wei Yuan immediately withdrew his Dharma form and remained still.

The flying weasel vanished in a flash, disappearing underground. The cat vanished amidst the chaos of battle, while the snake burrowed into the pile of corpses.

Only after Chuhe Zhenren finished spitting out blood, still bewildered about what had happened, did he manifest eight celestial swords, dazzling in their brilliance, searching for his next opponent with murderous intent.

Several terrifying wills swept across the land, and that cold, damp, and murderous feeling swept through everyone's heart. The stronger the person, the more they were terrified and dared not move for fear of being detected by them.

Those few strands of will swept over the arrogant and unrestrained Chuhe Zhenren, then treated him as if he were invisible.

Several figures suddenly appeared in the sky, and then five streaks of light vanished in an instant. The True Monarchs of the human race also appeared one after another, each holding their breath and remaining motionless.

Those terrifying wills seemed to be attracted by the flying ghostly light and instinctively followed it, but after following it for a thousand miles, they seemed to encounter some kind of obstacle and faded away.

At this moment, Master Chuhe finally noticed that the battlefield had become eerily quiet. Just as he was wondering why, everything suddenly came back to life, leaving him even more confused.

The witch army began a full retreat, casting blood curses along the way to prevent the humans from pursuing them. The central and eastern armies withdrew, but the western army's retreat route was cut off, and ultimately, except for a few who escaped by crossing mountains, the entire army was wiped out.

As the Witch Clan withdrew, the Human True Lords remained motionless, like frozen statues.

It wasn't until a full twelve hours later that the young monk uttered a Buddhist chant, saying, "Indeed, there was great terror; it scared this humble monk to death."

(End of this chapter)