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This was the first time Zheng Yifei had ever seen the orcs of Xirong in person. He couldn't help but squint his eyes in the air, carefully examining these legendary monsters.

These three orcs were eagle scouts in the Western Rong army.

Their appearance was extremely bizarre. Their heads had human-like outlines, but their facial features were extremely distorted. Their mouths protruded forward, turning into sharp, barbed beaks, and their eyes were a dull yellow without any emotion, exuding a chilling sharpness.

Their torsos and lower limbs retained the shape of eagles, covered with a layer of grayish-brown feathers as hard as iron plates.

Its legs are thick and strong, with three curved claws, each half a foot long, at the end. They gleam with a cold, metallic luster in the morning light, and there is no doubt that these claws can easily crush a human skull.

What surprised Zheng Yifei the most were their wings. Normal eagles have only feathers, but the wings of these three eagles were more than two meters wide when spread out, and between the wide wing membrane and the skeleton, each of them had a muscular arm growing out of it.

The fingers on both hands were long and calloused, and each hand was holding a gleaming short spear.

This shows that they can not only maintain extremely high flight speeds in the air, but also freely use weapons to carry out high-altitude strikes without affecting their flight attitude.

Eagle scouts circled in the air, their gaze sweeping across the terrain within a radius of dozens of miles, with the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls being the key point.

The three scouts suddenly swooped down, skimming low over the cliff face of Wanhun Valley. Their enormous wings whipped up gusts of wind that made the withered grass on the cliff rustle.

Hidden behind the boulder, Pang Xun pressed down hard on the trembling shoulder of a soldier beside him, not daring to even breathe.

The eagle scout's emotionless, dark yellow vertical pupils scanned back and forth in the valley, even circling twice above the cave where Wang Changsheng had set up the array's core.

However, the sixth-order concealment formation perfectly concealed all spiritual energy fluctuations and the presence of living people. In their perception, this place was just a desolate, lifeless valley.

Half an hour later.

A cloud of yellow dust billowed up at the horizon, accompanied by heavy, rapid footsteps.

From his vantage point, Zheng Yifei could clearly see the 10,000-strong wolf clan force, known as the elite of the Western Rong.

The wolf soldiers looked even more ferocious than the eagles.

They had rough human faces, but their lower jaws protruded forward, and four pale white fangs protruded directly from their lips, still bearing traces of dried blood from some unknown creature.

Their bodies were completely in the form of giant wolves, covered with thick, gray-black stiff fur, and their four thick legs allowed them to run like the wind across the wilderness.

The strangest thing is that they not only carried thick-backed broadswords and long spears on their backs, but also hard bows and quivers.

This means that these monsters can not only run long distances on all fours like wild beasts, but once they enter the battlefield, they can also stand up and fight like human soldiers, gripping their weapons and lining up to fight.

What alarmed Zheng Yifei even more was that when these tens of thousands of wolf soldiers ran wildly, they did not behave in a chaotic manner like ordinary wild animals.

They maintained an extremely tight charging formation, and tens of thousands of violent auras converged, condensing into a visible black aura above the formation.

This malevolent aura surged and rolled, exuding a strong sense of bloodshed and death, and even the sunlight high in the sky seemed to be swallowed up by it.

The wolf soldiers suddenly stopped outside the gourd-shaped opening of the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls.

Tens of thousands of giant wolves braked suddenly at the same time, raising dust that blotted out the sky like a sandstorm.

A wolf soldier commander, whose size was a full circle larger than that of ordinary wolf soldiers and whose fur was dark red, stepped forward.

He stood up, a good ten feet tall, holding a heavy horse-slaying sword the size of a door panel, and looked up at the sky.

In mid-air, an eagle scout folded its wings and fell like a meteorite. When it was still several feet from the ground, it suddenly spread its wings and landed steadily in front of the wolf soldier commander.

The eagle scout let out a short, piercing cry, mixed with broken human language: "Valley, safe, no ambush."

The wolf commander opened his massive, fang-filled maw and let out a deafening howl. He swung his saber forward and landed on all fours again.

"Aww—"

Tens of thousands of wolf soldiers responded simultaneously, like a black torrent, flowing into the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls without hesitation through the narrow gourd-shaped opening.

Hidden in the shadows on either side of the valley entrance, the night owl coldly watched the monsters run past right under its nose. The pungent stench emanating from the wolf soldiers assaulted its nostrils, but it and its hundred Nascent Soul stage members seemed to have turned to stone, even ceasing to breathe.

The time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

As the last wolf soldier, serving as a defender, stepped into the depths of the canyon, a terrifying killing intent flashed in Night Owl's eyes.

He slowly raised his right arm and then slashed down.

One hundred black-clad team members sprang from the shadows without making a sound, their black daggers and short knives precisely slicing open the throats of the dozen or so wolf soldiers at the very back.

Blood gushed out, and the wolf soldier collapsed to the ground before he could even scream.

With a flick of his wrist, Night Owl drove several battle flags into the rocks at the valley entrance.

An invisible barrier instantly rose up, completely sealing off the entrance to the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls.

Our escape route is cut off.

Above the cliff, Gongsun Zhi stared intently at the main force of the wolf soldiers who had completely entered the ambush zone, and suddenly swung down the red command flag in his hand.

"Charge!"

Hidden in the cave, Wang Changsheng slammed his hands on the array plate and shouted.

The once peaceful Valley of Ten Thousand Souls was suddenly disrupted.

A large amount of thick white mist suddenly gushed out from the crevices of the dark red rocks at the bottom of the canyon.

This fog not only obscures vision but also has a strong hallucinogenic effect.

In just a few breaths, the entire bottom of the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls was completely swallowed up by a thick fog so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

The charging wolf soldiers instantly descended into chaos.

To their horror, they discovered that their companions were gone, replaced by menacing human cultivators or the vengeful spirits they had once devoured.

"kill!"

The hallucinogenic fog unleashed the ferocious nature inherent in the orcs.

They stood up, drew their broadswords and spears from their backs, and launched a frenzied attack on everything that moved around them.

The clanging of weapons, the tearing of flesh by sharp blades, and the desperate howls of wolves intertwined in the thick fog, creating a scene of hell on earth.

Blood stained the mist, and severed limbs flew everywhere in the valley.

For a full half hour, these tens of thousands of elite wolf soldiers tore at each other like mad dogs within the bewitching array.

Until a ferocious wolf howl that pierced the sky exploded at the bottom of the valley.

The wolf soldier commander with dark red hair, after all, possessed a cultivation level equivalent to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm. After successively cutting down dozens of his irrational subordinates, he finally managed to suppress the hallucinations in his mind by relying on his powerful spiritual energy.

His eyes were bloodshot as he roared to the sky. The roar was mixed with a special spiritual energy fluctuation, which struck the hearts of the remaining wolf soldiers like a heavy hammer.

The wolf soldiers, who had been fighting frantically, shuddered, the bloodlust in their eyes gradually faded, and they finally awoke from the hallucinatory fog.

Looking at the corpses of his kin scattered all over the ground, the wolf soldier commander trembled with rage. In just half an hour of infighting, more than half of his tens of thousands of elite troops had been killed or wounded!

"Heavens above! Dispel the fog!"

The wolf soldier commander roared madly at the sky.

Upon hearing the command, the hundreds of eagle scouts that had been hovering high above the mist immediately folded their wings and swooped down like hundreds of arrows.

The moment they plunged into the mist, their enormous wings, more than two meters wide, flapped violently.

Hundreds of eagles exerted their power simultaneously, instantly creating a hurricane as fierce as a whirlwind at the bottom of the valley.

The hallucinogenic fog was forcibly torn apart and blown away by the gale, revealing a bloody battlefield.

"Retreat! Get out of the canyon!"

The wolf soldier commander finally realized that he had been ambushed and ordered a retreat without hesitation.

The remaining 5,000-plus wolf soldiers immediately turned around, got on all fours, and ran wildly back to the gourd-shaped opening they had come from.

"Trying to leave?"

Wang Changsheng sneered in the cave, and his hand seals changed.

"Boom!"

The ground at the bottom of the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls trembled violently, and a solid earthen wall, several meters thick and tens of meters high, appeared out of nowhere, directly blocking the wolf soldiers' retreat route.

The surface of the earthen wall shimmered with dark yellow array patterns, making it indestructible.

The hundreds of wolf soldiers at the forefront were unable to dodge in time and crashed headfirst into the earthen wall, instantly breaking their bones and splattering their brains.

"Chop it up!"

The wolf soldier commander roared angrily, brandishing his heavy saber, and charged ahead of the earthen wall, slashing down fiercely.

"when!"

Sparks flew everywhere, leaving only a faint white mark on the earthen wall.

Hundreds of elite wolf warriors followed their commander, wildly brandishing their weapons and hacking at the earthen wall that blocked their path to survival.

Just as the orcs were blocked by the earthen wall and huddled together.

On the cliff, a cold killing intent flashed in Gongsun Zhi's eyes. He raised the command flag and pointed it forward sharply.

"Release the arrows!"

Pang Xun ripped off the camouflage covering the crossbows, and three thousand soldiers who had been waiting in ambush stood up at the same time.

"Whoosh whoosh-"

A dense rain of arrows, like black locusts, poured down from the two cliffs with a piercing sound.

Although these three thousand soldiers were not highly skilled, their superior position and the powerful crossbows specially selected by Pang Xun made them incredibly lethal.

The wolf soldiers huddled under the earthen wall suddenly became easy targets.

Screams rose and fell as hundreds of wolf soldiers on the perimeter were instantly riddled with arrows, collapsing in pools of blood, howling in agony.