Longzang

Chapter 626 Triple Damage

Six powerful shamans at the peak of their Dao Foundation stage swung their chariots, weighing over 100,000 jin, and rampaged across the battlefield. Tianyu had gone completely berserk, using his powerful engine and individual strength to disrupt the entire central army of the shaman clan.

Wei Yuan immediately seized the opportunity and directed artillery fire to cover the area around Tianyu, eliminating potential threats for him.

Tianyu was completely unaware of anything; he simply thought that these human gadgets were just flashy and could explode three or five times with a single shot.

On Wei Yuan's left flank, only two thousand supply infantrymen were not intimidated by the tens of thousands of cavalrymen attacking them. They formed a dense formation, while the dozens of infantry cannons in the center turned their muzzles to bombard the charging cavalry.

Under the influence of the sacrificial power, the Poison Lizard Knights' eyes were bloodshot, yet they charged forward relentlessly, disregarding the heavy casualties. At this moment, the Civil and Military Dragon Guards appeared on the left and right flanks, their rotating flying sword cannons roaring, countless small flying swords transforming into two intersecting scythes, mercilessly reaping the Poison Lizard Knights!

The crossfire from the flanks was extremely deadly. The Poison Lizard Knights weren't particularly fast to begin with; they were known more for their agility in the swamp and their sheer firepower. Now, they were being swept down in droves.

Lei Dong wasn't particularly heartbroken. In his heart, as long as he could kill Wei Yuan, he didn't care if all of these hundreds of thousands of warriors died. Moreover, he had already seen through the fact that the Civil and Martial Dragon Guards were actually Wei Yuan's incarnations, and the causal and destiny-related connection between the two could not be hidden from Lei Dong's eyes.

Lei Dong, relying on his eyes that could see through cause and effect, had uncovered countless hidden relationships and manipulated numerous powerful figures. Now, seeing Wei Yuan using his avatar to harvest the Wu Clan cavalry, he sneered inwardly, thinking, "Let's see how you deal with karma!"

At this moment, the warriors on Wei Yuan's left flank also began firing. Although their cultivation levels were not high, they all possessed the body-forging power of the Blood Fusion Realm, making their reaction speed much faster than ordinary people. These warriors had all experienced life-or-death battles with the Rain Kingdom, making the cavalry of the Leize Tribe completely child's play.

Even when the knights charged right in front of them, they were not afraid. Past battles had proven that muskets with bayonets were far more effective than ordinary spears. Besides, behind them stood a whole row of powerful shamans, each two heads taller than a normal person.

Under the triple onslaught of infantry artillery, rotary cannons, and infantry muskets, the number of Razer cavalry was decreasing rapidly.

The priestly power of the witch clan was not omnipotent. As their companions fell in droves, the deep-seated fear within many knights finally took over. Groups of knights turned their backs on the giant lizards and fled.

At this moment, many Razer Knights on the ground got up and staggered back to escape, but were picked off one by one by the human soldiers.

Lei Dong then realized that Wei Yuan's two avatars were targeting the giant lizard instead of the knight on its back. If the giant lizard was injured, it would also knock the knight off its back, which would be equivalent to eliminating a charging knight for Wei Yuan.

Most of the fallen knights were wounded but not dead, and were then killed by the infantry artillery under constant bombardment. Those who got up were picked off by the infantry. In this way, most of the witch knights were killed by human soldiers, and the karma could not be attributed to Wei Yuan.

Lei Dong's eyes blazed with fury, deeply resenting the cunning of the human race, for he himself had never thought of such a tactic.

Not wanting to be left out, the powerful shamans took down their iron-framed longbows and displayed the mighty bows and heavy arrows of the Desolate Ancestor Tribe. The shaman's heavy arrows had hollow shafts and emitted a terrifying whistling sound when fired. Almost every one of them could shoot to a distance of five hundred feet, and the power of their heavy arrows could easily pierce through a Thunder Knight.

However, there are very few archers of this caliber. Of the thousands of warriors deployed in the army formation, fewer than a hundred carry giant bows.

The Li Wu's elite archers were few in number, and their results were even fewer. A frenzied rapid-fire display only managed to kill fewer than a hundred Leize cavalrymen.

The vast majority of cavalry fell victim to the barrage of artillery and rotary cannons; they didn't even deserve to witness the Qingming infantry's disciplined formation, which remained intact even when the enemy charged at them. The surviving knights were mostly picked off by concentrated rifle fire. Qingming's newly developed rifles boasted significantly improved accuracy and power, greatly increasing the lethality of ordinary infantry within a hundred paces. The last scraps were left for the shamans, who, after their archery demonstrations, were too embarrassed to dance or boast.

Seeing that the left flank was secure, Wei Yuan adjusted the direction of his infantry and artillery again, forming a barrage in front of his cavalry. He then led the Dragon Wing Heavy Cavalry in hot pursuit of the barrage and charged into the center of the Leize army.

After the Dragonwing Heavy Cavalry charged into the chaotic and devastated witch formation, which had already been bombarded by artillery fire, they did not brandish their swords, but instead used short-barreled shotguns to fire in all directions, with large swathes of iron bullets felling groups of witch soldiers.

These munitions were specially manufactured and contained a poison agent specially formulated by Sun Yu. Sun Yu had been in Qingming for several years, and after meeting Xu Wenwu, he also learned surgery, microscopic observation, and even the analysis of microscopic physical properties and structures.

After handling thousands of living Wu Clan members and thoroughly studying hundreds of Wu Clan variants, Sun Yu gained a deep understanding of the Wu Clan's nerves, meridians, chakras, dantian, acupoints, and the three channels of heaven and earth. He then developed this brand-new neurotoxin, named Tian Tong San.

The Heavenly Mourning Powder is effective against over 80% of the Wu Clan variants. It is not fatal, but its only effect is continuous and unbearable excruciating pain. According to Sun Yu, it is roughly equivalent to pouring strong liquor onto a wound.

This was Tian Tong San's first time on the battlefield, and he was indeed extraordinary, worthy of such a glorious name. Any witch warrior who suffered even the slightest injury would immediately fall to the ground and not get up, with virtually no possibility of fighting again while injured.

Lei Dong stared intently at Wei Yuan, his eyes blazing with fury. The army's morale was now in disarray, even the altar couldn't suppress it. At that moment, the demonic blade behind him urged Lei Dong to step forward and fight Wei Yuan, but Lei Dong hesitated.

The opponent was also a chosen one of destiny. The two had a brief exchange before, during which Lei Dong's soul was almost snatched away by that strange bird, leaving him with a deep psychological trauma.

Furthermore, he was already familiar with the fighting style of the Chosen One. As the Chosen One, their opponents would either make various mistakes, or their team would have multiple members fighting one-on-one; in short, they had already established an advantage before the fight even began. But being asked to fight fairly, Lei Dong suddenly felt afraid. How long had it been since he had seriously fought anyone?

The demonic blade kept urging him on, shouting that with him there, he wouldn't let Lei Dong suffer any losses, which finally gave Lei Dong some confidence. However, Wei Yuan seemed to know what he was thinking, and first drew a crimson longsword and waved it.

As if sensing the presence of the demonic blade, the Crimson Immortal Sword suddenly shone brightly, a crimson beam shooting straight into the sky, as if challenging enemies from all directions.

The demonic blade's aura instantly vanished.

Lei Dong never expected that Demon Blade could be so docile, and immediately abandoned his idea of ​​a decisive battle with Wei Yuan. He wanted to escape immediately, but Demon Blade stopped him, so he had no choice but to obediently gather his troops, arrange for the rearguard, and prepare for retreat.

At this moment, Lei Dong's long-awaited good fortune finally took effect, and the booming cannon fire gradually subsided, as all fifty truckloads of shells brought by Wei Yuan were used up.

However, Lei Dong did not take advantage of the situation to fight back, but instead used the opportunity to retreat.

Watching the retreating witch army like a receding tide, Wei Yuan shook his head, knowing that the guy was finished.

(End of this chapter)