The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

"Brother Yan, be careful!"

In his desperation, one of the soldiers shouted until his voice cracked.

Even warriors with lower cultivation levels could detect it, so Shi Yan naturally could as well. He raised his hand and unleashed a sweeping attack.

Bang!

A piercing metallic clang rang out, and the immense force reflected back from the blade almost caused him to lose his grip on the hilt.

He had to take several steps back to dissipate the force.

Feeling the heavy pressure emanating from the dense forest, his expression darkened.

Without time to observe carefully, he shouted, "Retreat! The beastman warriors have arrived!"

Upon hearing this, the three soldiers and several surviving members of the Gaoshi tribe did not hesitate at all. They immediately abandoned their opponents and turned to run towards their tribe.

Shi Yan took on the responsibility of covering the rear, and he could already hear a dense throng of footsteps.

Unfortunately, by the time he wanted to leave, it was too late.

A figure leaped out of the dense forest, holding a black spear, the shadows obscuring Shi Yan's face.

A surge of powerful blood energy poured into the black spear, crashing down like thunder, and the terrifying heatwave could be clearly felt even hundreds of meters away.

In the blink of an eye, the stone flame was pierced through, and he didn't even have time to let out a scream.

A large number of Beast warriors emerged from the dense forest, maintaining their ranks.

To be precise, it was more like bulldozing; the trees blocking their path were violently crushed.

The tribal chief did not pull Shi Yan off his black spear, but instead raised it as if it were a flag.

Upon emerging from the dense forest and witnessing this scene, the barbarian warriors roared with excitement.

With such a strong leader, they have nothing to fear.

……

The atmosphere within the Gaoshi tribe was heavy.

The able-bodied members of the tribe, armed with bone swords, stone axes, and longbows, moved swiftly.

Women, children, and the elderly were not idle either; they used baskets and stone slabs to carry supplies and pile them up under the village wall.

After all, they were already in a state of combat readiness, so their reaction was not slow.

Chief Shi Lie has received news of the appearance of the Beast Clan's warriors.

He sat in the council chamber and snorted coldly, "They've finally arrived."

To his right, a centurion stepped forward, his figure imposing, carrying an oversized bone knife that was over two meters long.

His entire body exuded an undisguised savage aura, along with a chilling killing intent.

"Chieftain, leave the task of preparing for battle to me."

He clasped his hands in a fist salute, and the bone sword behind him rang out as if it possessed a spirit: "Those who offend my Gaoshi, I will surely strike and shatter!"

As mentioned before, the Gaoshi tribe only has one thousand-strong warrior division.

Therefore, the position of centurion was held concurrently by the clan chief Shi Lie, which does not mean that the Gaoshi tribe did not have other centurion-level experts.

The man who stepped forward at this moment, Shi Yuan, was the second strongest member of the Gao Shi tribe.

"allow."

Shi Lie stood up: "From now on, you will be in command of my Gaoshi warriors, and I will lead my people to support you."

Admittedly, the clan leader taking the lead can indeed boost morale.

The problem is, if the chieftain is involved, it means the tribe has gone all out.

If a winner cannot be determined in a short period of time, morale will definitely plummet.

For the sake of caution, it would be better for the clan leader to stay behind and oversee things.

Gurgle~

War horns sounded within the Gaoshi tribe.

When Shi Yuan arrived outside the tribe, the soldiers had already assembled.

He doesn't need to reorganize his troops; he can lead them directly to meet the enemy.

The chieftain and elders came to the stone wall at the village gate to ensure they could learn about the battle situation as soon as possible.

The chieftain of the Beast tribe led thousands of Beast warriors to a spot halfway up the mountain and stopped there.

In this terrain, charging straight up would be too disadvantageous.

Strictly speaking, this troop of beastmen warriors actually numbered 1,300.

The losses from the limited engagements during this period were not too great, far from falling below a thousand.

Outside the gates of the Gaoshi tribe, thousands of Gaoshi warriors stood in formation, looking at the dark mass of the Beastmen warriors. They were not too nervous, but rather felt a killing intent deep in their blood.

Shi Yuan didn't want to wait for the Beast Clan warriors to come forward, so he drew the giant bone sword he carried on his back and raised it high.

"Our people, our homeland lies behind us, and we will not allow any foreign tribes to trample upon it."

Towards the end, he even channeled his inner energy, amplifying his voice: "Rise the clouds, follow me and kill!"

Before he finished speaking, the soldiers lined up behind him all released a strong aura of blood.

The blood energy of thousands of soldiers converged, forming a crimson battle cloud above their heads.

They share the same blood and spirit, and their wills are as unified as ever.

Once these two strict standards are met, and the number of warriors exceeds one thousand, racial clouds can be raised.

It is precisely because of this standard that only when the number of soldiers exceeds one thousand can a division be called a war division.

The overwhelming aura of blood pressed down on the Beast Clan warriors, and the Beast Clan centurion also raised his spear, causing clouds of Beast Clan aura to rise from the ranks, standing in opposition to the clouds of human race.

The lower-level beastmen warriors were alright, but the centurions and above all felt a heavy pressure on them.

Correspondingly, the strong members of the Gaoshi tribe were also suppressed to varying degrees by the beast cloud aura.

Simply put, a strong person under normal circumstances is like a fish swimming freely in water. But when covered by clouds, it's as if the water has been replaced with viscous mud.

Even when performing the same actions, the energy expenditure will be much greater than under normal circumstances.

Under the suppression of this warrior's aura, unless one's cultivation level is significantly higher, breaking through the enemy's defenses alone is virtually impossible.

The presence of clouds prevents powerful individuals from unleashing their full power amidst a multitude of soldiers. To independently confront such a thousand-strong army, one would likely need to be at least a commander of ten thousand.

This is why, in addition to high-level combat strength, another criterion for promotion in the Ministry of War is the number of combat soldiers.

In fact, both of these standards represent the tribal power to suppress the surrounding areas.

The small hill with lush vegetation next to the Gaoshi tribe.

Dog Brother and the others lay prone in the grass, watching the two sides confronting each other on the opposite hillside with trepidation.

Springtime on campus has somehow managed to grow a few weeds and tucked them into my hair.

His voice was very low, as if squeezed out from his throat: "Damn, are the game resources this plentiful? They're secretly showing these exaggerated cutscenes; this is definitely going to generate hype for a game with tens of thousands of players on screen at the same time, right?"

Dog Brother also dared not speak loudly: "Don't you understand yet? The storyline in this game isn't just for us to see; players can also influence the storyline."

"Uh, you mean, we're going to infiltrate that battlefield?"

Campus Spring Scenery's tone was a bit strange: "Can't you feel it? This is definitely a high-level map. Any random soldier from those two armies could wipe out our entire team."

As the saying goes, a horse won't get fat without night grass, and a person won't get rich without unexpected wealth.

Dog Brother shook his head, his eyes shining as he stared at the opposite hillside.

"Just pick up a few corpses, the blood energy they contain is enough to level us up ten or more times, right?"