Just as Lan Yi had predicted.
The battle that decided the reunification of the Star Han Empire's north and south ended with the practitioners achieving a crushing victory.
Aside from a tiny number of unlucky fellows who happened to have a stray bullet enter through the eye and blow out their brains, the tough and durable practitioners had barely any wounded among them.
They had attacked like a pack of wolves. After several probing charges and feints, Fierce Heavenly General Zhao Jian led the direct assault. The ten thousand men split into more than a dozen waves, with Qi Cultivation Grand Completion practitioners forming the crests and Spirit Cultivation Practitioners the waveheads, accomplishing the feat of advancing through a hail of bullets, rolling over the enemy, and punching straight through their formation!
What truly troubled the practitioners
was rounding up prisoners after the battle.
Even with Daoist arts controlling the battlefield, the routed soldiers could still run like the wind. With fear debuffs imposed on them inside the blood mist, anyone the practitioners failed to keep a close eye on would vanish without a trace.
Most of the practitioners were softhearted.
When faced with enemy soldiers who had thrown away their helmets, armor, and weapons, they did not kill a dozen wretches to intimidate the rest, nor cut off their heads to make everyone else behave.
Instead, they acted like eagles catching chicks.
They captured the soldiers one by one, tied them up, and tossed them onto the muddy ground in the blood-filled puddles.
In the end, it was Xiao Hongzhuan, who had been vomiting his guts out, who thought of a good solution.
He directly ordered the child attendants to drive the golden men over.
Each five-meter-tall golden man, its entire body radiating a solemn, murderous metallic aura, was