Blood Battle at Wolf Fang

"Enemy attack--! Black Tiger Camp! It's Black Tiger Camp!"

The guards of Wolf Fang Fortress were clearly caught off guard. Chen Qing dared to openly assault a fortified military town like this! After a brief moment of shock, the shrill alarm bells instantly echoed throughout the fortress!

"Archers! To the walls! Prepare rolling logs and stones!"

"Quick! Notify General Bater!"

Chaos erupted on the fortress walls. Countless Northern Barbarian soldiers swarmed the ramparts, drawing their bows and nocking arrows, attempting to repel the cavalry charging like a black tide.

However, the Black Tiger Camp was too fast!

Old Niu led the charge, like a human beast of prey, seemingly unfazed by the rain of arrows pouring down from above. The heavy siege hammer in his hand whistled through the air, smashing into the iron-clad south gate of Wolf Fang Fortress!

BOOM--!

The dull, heavy sound was like a death knell, and the entire gate vibrated violently!

"Hold the line! Hold it for me!" the Northern Barbarian officer roared hoarsely.

More rolling logs and stones were pushed down, smashing towards the Black Tiger Camp soldiers below.

But the ferocity of the Black Tiger Camp far exceeded their imagination! These soldiers, shielded by their shields, charged fearlessly. Some even used their bodies to block the falling boulders, creating opportunities for their comrades behind them! Their eyes held only a mad killing intent and absolute loyalty to Chen Qing!

Meanwhile, on the east side of the fortress wall.

Sun Quezi, like a gecko, led dozens of elite scouts, using grappling hooks and ropes to silently scale the relatively low fortress wall. The glint of blades flashed, and several unsuspecting sentries had their throats slit instantly.

"Set it ablaze!" Sun Quezi commanded in a low voice.

Dozens of oil jars were hurled forcefully towards the tents and stables within the fortress! Flaming arrows followed!

BOOM! BOOM!

Flames soared into the sky on the east side of the fortress! The panicked neighing of warhorses, the shouts of Northern Barbarian soldiers fighting the fire, mingled with the earth-shattering battle cries from the south gate, plunging Wolf Fang Fortress into extreme chaos!

"General! Enemies have infiltrated the east side! The tents are on fire!"

"The south gate is about to fall!"

Inside the main general's residence of Wolf Fang Fortress, a Northern Barbarian general—Bater, known as "Mad Wolf"—a burly man built like an iron tower, with a full beard and clad in heavy armor, suddenly stood up, smashing the wine bowl in his hand to pieces! His eyes burned with furious flames.

"Chen Qing! You go too far! Do you think I, Bater, am made of mud?!"

He grabbed the giant wolf-toothed mace leaning against the wall and roared, "My personal guards! Follow me out of the city! Slay that Black Tiger!"

"General! The enemy is strong, perhaps we should hold out for reinforcements..." a deputy general attempted to dissuade him.

"Hold out for what?!" Bater kicked him over. "I am 'Mad Wolf', not a turtle! Open the city gates! Follow me out to kill!"

The heavy south gate, under the action of internal mechanisms, slowly opened a crack.

Bater led the charge, followed by hundreds of his most elite personal guards. They surged out from the gate like a breached dam! His target was clear: the black tiger banner fluttering in the wind at the center of the Black Tiger Camp, and the figure beneath it, enveloped in dark red malevolent energy!

"Chen Qing! Give me your life!"

Bater's voice thundered like thunder. The heavy wolf-toothed mace in his hand, carrying the momentum to shatter everything, was hurled at Chen Qing from dozens of paces away! The terrifying cultivation of the late Meridian Condensing Realm was fully displayed, with crimson, violent qi solidifying into the phantom of a roaring blood wolf!

Facing this strike, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, Chen Qing's eyes were icy. Instead of retreating, he fiercely urged his horse forward!

At the same time, he secretly transmitted a message to Old Niu and Sun Quezi: "Proceed according to plan, take the gate!"

"Kill!"

Seeing this, Old Niu immediately abandoned attacking the city gate and led the vanguard, like a sharp blade, to ruthlessly pierce into the Northern Barbarian personal guard, which had fallen into chaos due to Bater's sortie! Sun Quezi also led his men in a fierce assault from the east, attempting to completely break through the defenses!

And Chen Qing, along with Bater—these two most ferocious "tigers" and "wolves" of the Northern Frontier—collided fiercely!

CLANG--!!!!

The ring-hilted saber and the wolf-toothed mace met head-on!

It was like two mountain peaks colliding! Visible shockwaves spread violently from the two of them, sending soldiers and horses alike flying within several yards!

Chen Qing felt an irresistible surge of immense power. His tiger's mouth split, the ring-hilted saber almost flew from his grasp, and the warhorse beneath him let out a mournful cry, its four hooves buckling as it collapsed to the ground! He used the force to flip backward, stumbling several steps after landing before steadying himself. A sweet taste filled his throat, and a trickle of blood escaped the corner of his mouth.

The late Meridian Condensing Realm's strength was indeed formidable!

Bater also staggered, his magnificent warhorse whinnying and retreating two steps. His gaze towards Chen Qing was filled with surprise. His full-power strike hadn't crushed this mid-Meridian Condensing youth into a pulp? Instead, he felt his qi and blood churning from the corrosive energy?

"Good kid! You've got some strength! Come again!" Bater's ferocity surged. He urged his warhorse again, swinging the wolf-toothed mace like the wind, smashing towards Chen Qing like a storm!

Chen Qing abandoned his warhorse and unleashed his movement technique to its extreme. Aided by the Black and Red Malevolent Domain, he moved like a phantom around Bater. He no longer clashed directly with the opponent's strength but constantly sought openings by utilizing the corrosive nature of his malevolent energy and the mental impact of his Black Tiger True Intent.

Blade light and mace shadows crossed wildly, energy erupting in all directions. No one dared to approach the area within their battle circle.

[Engaged in fierce battle with a powerful enemy, Fierce Tiger Iron Body proficiency +80! Black Tiger Fist Intent stimulated and enhanced...]

[Fierce Tiger Domain under immense pressure, domain stability enhanced...]

Pressure! Immense pressure! Yet, Chen Qing felt a sense of exhilarating joy in this life-and-death struggle! His malevolent energy was boiling, his true intent was condensing, and his application of strength became increasingly refined!

On the other side, Old Niu and Sun Quezi, taking advantage of the main general being entangled, had already cut through the Northern Barbarian personal guards and successfully captured the south gate! More and more Black Tiger Camp soldiers poured into Wolf Fang Fortress like a tide, engaging in brutal street fighting with the fortress defenders!

"General! The city gate has fallen!" the deputy general, covered in blood, shouted hoarsely near Bater.

Upon hearing this, Bater's mind wavered, and his wolf-toothed mace showed a minuscule pause.

Now!

A sharp glint flashed in Chen Qing's eyes. The killing move he had held back suddenly launched!

He opened his mouth wide!

Silent, dark red ripples, like ripples of death, spread out instantly!

Fierce Tiger Roar!

Bater felt as if his mind was being pierced by thousands of steel needles simultaneously. His vision went black, and his movements froze instantly! Although his cultivation was profound and his soul far tougher than that of ordinary soldiers, this sudden mental attack still created a fatal opening for him!

How could Chen Qing miss such an opportunity?

The ground beneath his feet exploded. He moved as if flying close to the ground, all the malevolent energy and true intent within his saber sheathed, condensing into an extremely refined black line. Like teleportation, he appeared before Bater's chest, aiming straight for his heart!

Bater forced himself to endure the searing pain in his soul and tried to block, but he was already half a step too late!

Squelch!

The saber accurately pierced through his heavy iron armor and sank into his chest!

Bater's body stiffened abruptly. The madness in his eyes rapidly faded, replaced by disbelief, shock, and despair. He lowered his head, looking at the saber embedded in his chest. He opened his mouth, but only blood foam emerged.

Chen Qing forcefully twisted his wrist, shredding Bater's heart meridian, then kicked him and his horse flying!

[Killed Northern Mang Great General Bater (Late Meridian Condensing Realm), gained massive Vitality and pure Malevolent Energy, Fierce Tiger Iron Body proficiency +1200! Fierce Tiger Domain range expanded to two zhang five chi!]

[Black Tiger Saber Technique proficiency greatly increased...]

Vast energy surged into his body like a breaching river! Chen Qing felt all the saber meridians within him humming and trembling, his cultivation rapidly advancing towards the late Meridian Condensing Realm! The Fierce Tiger Domain expanded again, his control over it stronger!

He stood holding his saber, looking towards the fortress.

With their commander dead and the city gates wide open, the Black Tiger Camp held an absolute advantage. The morale of the remaining Northern Mang defenders completely collapsed, with some kneeling in surrender and others scattering in flight.

Wolf Fang Fortress had fallen!

"Clear the battlefield, eliminate the remnants!" Chen Qing's icy voice echoed across the battlefield.

"Yes! General!"

The Black Tiger Camp soldiers let out earth-shattering cheers and began the final mop-up.

Chen Qing walked to Bater's corpse, picked up the heavy wolf-tooth club, felt the residual violent aura on it, and casually tossed it to Old Niu, who had followed him.

"Clean everything up. Send all spoils, captives, along with Bater's head, back to the main camp."

"Yes!"

Chen Qing turned, looking towards the deeper darkness to the north. He felt the increasingly surging power within him, a result of consecutive battles and the absorption of powerful enemies, as well as the faintly discernible barrier of the late Meridian Condensing Realm.

Wolf Fang Fortress was just the beginning.

His gaze had already shifted further, towards the direction of the Northern Mang Royal Court.

The Fierce Tiger roars across the Northern Frontier; the next step is to drink the blood of the Royal Court.