Longzang

Chapter 546 Steel Showdown
A few days later, war once again swept across the land, and countless Wu tribe armies swept in, charging towards the human tribe's positions under fire and bullets.

The leading witch warriors, shielding their heads and chests with small round shields, charged forward at full speed. Flames flickered continuously from the fortress ahead, and witch warriors fell one after another. Cannonballs whistled in, killing hordes of witch warriors upon impact.

At this moment, the minds of the witch warriors were filled with bloodlust and rage, having long since cast aside their fear. One of the witch warriors finally reached the human fortress. He leaped high into the air, threw away his shield, and then raised his battle sword with both hands, slashing at the fortress with all his might!
In his past experience, even if the roof of a human fortress was made of a single log, he could still split it open with a single, full-force strike!

The sword fell with a loud clang, and the witch warrior was thrown back into the air by the shockwave.

The longsword slashed a deep mark into the dark roof of the fortress, revealing a gleaming silver steel material!
A shell landed in front of the fortress, shrapnel grazing the witch warrior and taking a large chunk of his body. Even as he left this world, he couldn't believe that the roof of the human fortress was actually made of steel.

The battle continued as before. The Witch Clan vanguard quickly overwhelmed the first-line fortresses. Although they suffered heavy casualties, they also found some fortresses with wooden roofs in the second and third lines. The war behemoths, braving artillery fire and missiles, continued to hurl black water balls deep into the human positions.

These war behemoths hurled their projectiles with incredible accuracy, each ball landing precisely on the fortress. The wooden fortresses corroded in the blink of an eye, while the steel fortresses withstood the attack for a considerable time.

Just as the battle was unfolding as usual, the earth suddenly began to tremble rhythmically. All the experienced veterans of the Wu tribe were taken aback, slowed their movements, and looked around.

The high priests guarding the front suddenly noticed that the army's morale was rapidly waning, and they immediately sensed something was wrong. They scanned the entire battlefield, trying to find the source of the problem.

At this moment, steel legions appeared on the battlefield, with the leading legion numbering as many as 10,000 men, arranged in square formations and marching forward.

Wei Yuan stood at the front of the formation, holding the Crimson Night Immortal-Slaying Sword, leading this iron-clad legion forward according to the predetermined steps. Tens of thousands of people, guided by the military aura, all stepped in the same rhythm, and the tremors of the earth became increasingly obvious.

This legion was like a steel torrent, plunging straight into the witch army. No matter how the witch army moved, it was like a steel mountain, slowly but irresistibly pressing down!

Terrification filled the eyes of countless witch warriors; they had never seen an enemy like this before. Fully armored warriors had appeared before, but never in such numbers.

Finally, one of the high priests on the front line could no longer suppress his fear and shouted, "Archers! Where are the archers?" The other high priests mobilized their troops to try to intercept them, and for a moment they were in a flurry of activity.

Some high-ranking shamans cast their spells from afar, but the overwhelming military aura of this army rendered the spells less than half as powerful, and they were easily neutralized by the cultivators within the army formation.

The aftershocks fell on the warriors, and their armor began to glow with a ghostly blue light, directly neutralizing the sorcery! This legion was not afraid of the great sorcerer's spell?

The witch army finally regrouped and charged towards the enemy force with shouts, but they were cut down one by one amidst the continuous gunfire. The witch army continued their advance, stepping over the corpses of their comrades, and finally reached the front lines of the Iron Army.

But suddenly, all the warriors in the formation shone with light, their strength surged, and they all shouted in unison, thrusting their spears forward! A row of blood blossoms immediately appeared around the formation, and almost all the witch warriors at the forefront were killed!

Wei Yuan stood in the air, not attacking directly, but instead channeling his military aura to guide the legion's warriors in repeated strikes and thrusts. The distant high shamans continued casting spells, most of which were neutralized by Wei Yuan. With the aid of his military aura, he single-handedly fought more than ten high shamans without being at a disadvantage.

Blood splattered continuously around the formation, and the corpses of the witch clan piled up higher and higher. Whenever a legionary warrior fell, the soldiers in the rear would silently take his place.

This legion of only 10,000 men was besieged by an enemy seven or eight times their size, yet they were incredibly tough. The Wu tribe charged forward row by row, only to turn into corpses, unable to break through this legion at all.

A warrior from the Witch Clan at the Dao Foundation stage charged into the fray, slashing his blade into the helmet of a legion warrior in front of him. The immense force nearly cleaved the warrior in two, helmet and head!

But in the blink of an eye, he was pierced by several bayonets. The surrounding soldiers couldn't see the expression behind the steel visor; they simply drew their spears, stabbed, and stabbed again, until the nobleman of the Jiwu tribe was riddled with holes. This Azure Nether army had no time to use firearms now; they were engaged in the most primitive, bloody hand-to-hand combat with the Wu tribe!
In the blink of an eye, a layer of witch corpses had been piled up around this steel army formation. Their military aura remained majestic and imposing, without any disorder. On the contrary, the military aura of the besieging witch army became scattered.

Seeing that the time was right, Wei Yuan immediately ordered the four 10,000-strong steel legions that were stationed at the rear to advance simultaneously. At this time, the elite troops of the Witch Army were all besieging the Dragon Soaring Legion that Wei Yuan had brought out, so the Witch Army in front of the four heavy armored legions behind them was much less formidable.

They used Xu Jin's barrage of attacks to clear a path, breaking through a long section of the enemy lines and wedging themselves into the Wu Clan army.

The Wu Clan's frontline commander never expected that the humans would dare to leave the fortress and engage in open battle. Seeing nearly 200,000 men besieging the enemy's 50,000-strong heavy armor legion, while their own side suffered heavy casualties and could not stop the advance of the Azure Nether Heavy Armor Legion, they had no choice but to withdraw some of the troops attacking the fortress's defenses and release all the reserve troops in the central army.

Seeing that the Wu tribe had used its last troops, Wei Yuan gave another order, and the war drums immediately roared as more and more heavily armored legions stepped into the battlefield!

Wei Yuan's personally led Longxiang Legion no longer held its ground but began to advance.

All the soldiers moved in perfect unison: stab, then step forward, stab again, then step forward again!
Rows of witch soldiers turned into corpses, then were trampled into mincemeat by heavy steel boots. And so, the Dragon Soaring Legion advanced, facing an army several times its size of witch soldiers. Every step they took was paved with the corpses of witch soldiers.

The morale of the Wu tribe's army rapidly declined, became scattered, and even showed signs of collapse. The high shamans commanding at the front were plunged into despair, frequently glancing back at the central army. They could only order their subordinates to desperately hold off the enemy, but dared not flank them, because a full 100,000 heavily armored legions were advancing from the rear of the Longxiang army.

Finally, the bugle call to retreat sounded, and the high priests all breathed a sigh of relief and immediately withdrew. Then, the retreat quickly turned into a rout. Fortunately, the humans were all heavily armored legions and couldn't catch up.

The two sides had been fighting for a full hour since midnight, but dawn was still far off. This was the first time the morale of the Wu tribe had collapsed so early.

Wei Yuan ordered the Longxiang Army to halt on the spot, while two other heavy armored legions of ten thousand men each bypassed the Longxiang Army and began the pursuit. One of the legions went straight behind the witch army in the fortress area, seemingly intending to wipe out the entire witch army.

Just as they stepped out of the Azure Nether Realm, their military morale weakened due to the loss of the realm's power, when suddenly someone in the sky snorted and said, "Looking for death!"

Immediately, a dark red cloud of blood descended upon the legion, and blood rain began to fall in a steady stream. Many soldiers drenched in the blood rain fell silently and died. Other soldiers shone with a faint blue light, stubbornly resisting the blood rain, but the blue light did not last long either; once extinguished by the blood rain, they would die.

This is the work of the Ghost Witch!

Wei Yuan's eyes were deep as he looked up at the sky.

From beyond the clouds, a furious roar suddenly rang out: "Humans are indeed despicable!!"

The roar had barely faded when it vanished into the distance, and the blood cloud above the legion dissipated.

A cold smile appeared on Wei Yuan's lips. When this legion went into battle, he had imbued each of them with a wisp of azure energy. The sorcerer had annihilated mortals carrying the fortune of humanity; the karmic retribution he had gained was more than tenfold.
This sorcerer annihilated three thousand people blessed with good fortune in one fell swoop, rendering him useless for a considerable period of time.

Wei Yuan now commands 100,000 units of Azure Qi. He wants to see which Netherworld Witch is so foolish as to dare to directly attack his warriors again.

(End of this chapter)