Feather Forest Army Shows Its Might! Invincibility Aura Slays the Commander-in-Chief, Great Victory!

Lin Junyu led the Feather Forest Army as they swiftly charged toward the demon army's central formation.

Looking at the demon soldiers holding shields and spears, Lin Junyu realized that if they could not quickly open a breach, then even if the Feather Forest Army forced their way through, they would still lose men.

Lin Junyu rose to his feet, stepped on the head of his galloping warhorse, and leaped straight over the demon shield-bearers.

He raised his spear high and smashed it down at their heads with all his strength.

The immense force sent the surrounding shield-bearing demon soldiers flying the moment Lin Junyu landed.

A gap was instantly torn open in the demon army's shield wall. To prevent it from being immediately sealed, Lin Junyu's spear shot out like a dragon as he charged at the demon soldiers closing in from all sides.

One demon soldier after another was slain and sent flying by his flowing, dragon-like spear technique, quickly clearing an open space around him.

The Feather Forest cavalry behind him seized the chance to charge into the enemy formation. Lin Junyu flipped into the air, then landed on the warhorse running toward him and rode away with effortless grace.

The entire Feather Forest Army plunged into the enemy's encirclement. Rather than becoming trapped, they were like wolves thrown into a flock of sheep, their ferocity awakened as they slaughtered wildly.

With Lin Junyu as the lead wolf, they continued to carve their way forward.

Every demon soldier who rushed over to stop them was killed or even sent flying.

"Not good! Their target is the commander-in-chief's tent! Stop them!"

The demon generals were dumbfounded as they watched this cavalry force slaughtering its way forward.

Every defensive line standing before them was like paper, repeatedly pierced through and shattered under the lead of that young general in golden armor and a silver helmet.

Their target was the main camp where the commander-in-chief's banner fluttered.

They had come for a decapitation strike!

By now, every demon soldier had been beaten senseless by this army that was monstrously strong.

As long as they got close and exchanged blows with them, they would feel an irresistible force crashing into them, impossible to withstand.

"Quick! Prepare the archers and crossbowmen! Shoot them down!"

Seeing that they could not defeat them head-on, the demon generals immediately ordered the rear units to prepare to fire.

"But, General, our own soldiers are within the firing range!"

"I said shoot them down immediately! Stop their advance at once!"

"Yes!"

The ranged troops drew their bows, nocked their arrows, and loaded their crossbows. At the command to fire, a dense rain of arrows flew toward the Feather Forest Army.

At the very front, Lin Junyu watched the arrow rain rapidly closing in and immediately ordered everyone to abandon their horses and raise their shields in defense.

The arrow rain fell. Every demon soldier within its range lost their lives, while in the middle of the battlefield stood only a massive turtle shell formed from wooden shields.

The wooden shields were already packed with arrows. These were the rattan armor shields Lin Junyu had ordered made in the city—light, convenient, capable of defending against arrows, and essential for surprise attacks.

"Change formation! Wedge formation, charge!"

Following the order, every Feather Forest soldier swiftly took position, forming a forward-pointing triangular formation and charging ahead.

"Archers, keep firing!"

Wave after wave of arrows came raining down. Lin Junyu could only order everyone to raise their shields over their heads and advance beneath the barrage.

By the end, the shields were covered in arrows and nearly useless.

Lin Junyu could only abandon the shields and order everyone to accelerate forward.

The surrounding area was now full of gaps, and the ground was littered with demon soldiers shot dead by their own arrows.

Ahead lay the central camp's final line of defense. Beyond it was the enemy commander-in-chief.

"Kill!"

All the Feather Forest soldiers immediately sprinted forward through the arrow rain. Though they wore iron armor, many arrows still struck unprotected areas, and many men fell during the final stretch of the charge.

"Quick! Inform the commander-in-chief to withdraw!"

Looking at the army still charging forward, drenched in blood like demons crawling up from hell, the demon generals knew they might not be able to stop them. They had to move the commander-in-chief now.

"Hmph, you bunch of useless fools! You can't even stop an army of fewer than eight hundred men, and you let them charge right up to my formation?"

"You want me to withdraw? What a joke! I've never feared anyone in my life. If I leave, the entire camp will descend into chaos. If the army is defeated and His Majesty the God Emperor holds someone accountable, will you take responsibility?"

"Bring me my armor at once. It has been so long since I last fought. It seems the world has forgotten that I am the demon race's second greatest expert. They actually dared to come assassinate me with just eight hundred men!"

"Have the five thousand God Guard make ready. It is time for the world to see the fangs of the elite army I have raised for so long. When I lost to Lin Xingyuan back then, he merely succeeded because the powerful bow units he trained ambushed me unexpectedly."

"The heavy cavalry of the God Guard that I have trained all these years have long wanted to wash away that humiliation. Let this force that came here to die give my precious soldiers their first taste of blood!"

Outside the main camp, chaos had already erupted. Lin Junyu's spear technique was broad and fierce, and almost no one could get near him.

With only a little over six hundred men remaining, the Feather Forest Army continued to advance with unstoppable momentum under Lin Junyu's lead.

Thud, thud, thud!

A fierce barrage of hoofbeats rang out, making the entire ground tremble.

"Boy, state your name! You dare come to kill me with only eight hundred men? You've got guts. You are worthy of letting Shaluoluo, the Demon Race's second strongest expert, know your name!"

A fully armed force of iron cavalry thundered out from the main camp. At their head was a demon in purple armor.

Lin Junyu casually killed a demon soldier blocking his path, his gaze settling on the man who had addressed him.

"Shaluoluo? The commander-in-chief of the demon army? I thought you were too scared to leave your tent. Remember this—the one killing you is the third prince of the Luminous Empire!"

Seeing his target appear before him, Lin Junyu accelerated. His lightness skill was graceful and fluid as he swept over the heads of one demon soldier after another, arriving before Shaluoluo in an instant.

He raised the spear in his hand and thrust forward. The sheer force distorted the air around it.

"Bold! I'll kill you first, then wipe out your men! I didn't expect to catch such a big fish this time—a member of the royal family."

Shaluoluo looked at Lin Junyu charging toward him without fear, filled only with excitement.

Lin Xingyuan was dead. This third prince must be the Southeast Legion's new leader.

If he killed him, the Southeast Legion would be left leaderless. Then, with a full-scale assault, it might be possible to annihilate this legion and seize Bartley City!

He raised his broadsword. The internal energy he had cultivated for decades erupted at that moment, instantly blocking Lin Junyu's attack.

This was the strongest enemy Lin Junyu had faced since revealing his strength. The formidable internal energy displayed by his opponent was significantly stronger than his own.

Combined with the other man's years of battlefield experience, Lin Junyu actually found himself at a disadvantage for a time.

"But luckily, I have the Invincibility Aura!"

Lin Junyu spotted an opening. His opponent swung his broadsword horizontally at him, aiming for his neck.

Yet this left a massive gap in his defenses. Lin Junyu immediately drove his spear straight forward with all his strength.

Shaluoluo had no time to dodge. As his broadsword struck Lin Junyu's neck, Lin Junyu's spear pierced through his heart.

"Pfft! How could this be?!"

He had never imagined that Lin Junyu would fight so recklessly. Once his broadsword landed, Lin Junyu should have been doomed to die—yet he had actually abandoned defense and launched an attack instead.

Wait!

Why couldn't my blade cut through his neck? I clearly used all my strength!

Filled with profound confusion, he lost consciousness, his soul returning to the earth.

Even in death, he would never understand that Lin Junyu had dared to do this because of the Invincibility Aura.

"The demon army's commander-in-chief is dead!"

"The demon army's commander-in-chief is dead!"

Seeing His Highness display such overwhelming might and kill the demon army's commander-in-chief, every surviving Feather Forest Army soldier shouted excitedly, their voices echoing across the land.

"D-Dead? Our marshal is dead? What do we do now?"

"Is he a god? Blades and spears can't hurt him—why couldn't the marshal's blade cut through his neck?"

In contrast to the Feather Forest Army's excitement, every demon soldier surrounding Lin Junyu was terrified and confused.

This man was far too powerful. He had effortlessly killed their marshal, known as the Demon Race's second strongest expert.

Lin Junyu slowly turned his gaze toward the remaining high-ranking demon generals.

Caught beneath Lin Junyu's chilling killing intent, every demon general was terrified. Even the commander-in-chief had been killed—wouldn't killing them be easy?

Run. They had to run. They could not remain here. The commander-in-chief was already dead, while the enemy still had an army of five hundred thousand eyeing them covetously. There was no point in continuing the fight.

Some demon generals who cherished their lives immediately began retreating with their personal guards.

"Retreat!"

"What are you doing? We can't retreat! We still have a million troops, while they have fewer than eight hundred men! What are you afraid of?"

A few hot-blooded demon generals still wanted to fight, trying to lead their troops in holding the line.

But the surrounding army had already fallen into chaos. Clearly, they had learned of the commander-in-chief's death.

Their cries to continue fighting were drowned out by the tide of chaos, and they were pushed backward by the frenzied crowd fleeing in retreat.

"Avenge the marshal!"

Only one force on the battlefield still retained its morale: the demon God Guard cavalry, trained by Shaluoluo for many years. They charged madly toward Lin Junyu.

All the Feather Forest Army soldiers swiftly regrouped, facing the enemy's heavily armored cavalry as infantry.

Empowered by the Valor Aura, they relied on their immense strength and physical prowess to forcibly seize the heads of the charging horses, bringing their assault to a halt.

"What kind of strength is this?!"

Their only answer was fist after fist as large as sandbags. Six hundred warriors stood in a line.

They hacked with blades on one side and smashed with fists on the other, like an impenetrable wall. Of every cavalryman who charged at them, only an empty horse managed to get through.

This sight completely terrified the demon soldiers around them, who had already been considering retreat.

"Ah! They're demons! Run!"

Everyone immediately started running, afraid that if they were one second too slow, they would be grabbed and beaten to death with a single punch.

Standing atop the city wall, Zichuan Mingyue looked down and naturally saw the chaos erupting in the central command area at the rear of the demon army.

"Sound the horns! Fire the signal! The entire army, attack!"

"Woooo—"

The drawn-out horn blast echoed across the battlefield, and every legion soldier who had been holding their position in readiness grew excited.

After being beaten down by those beastmen for so long, they could finally take their revenge.

General Qu, who had been hiding in the woods at the rear, saw the signal in the sky and immediately directed his troops to strike from behind, stabbing into the rear of the demon army's formation.

News of the commander-in-chief's death spread through the million-strong army like a plague, quickly reaching the front lines.

The beastmen had already lacked the will to fight. Now that the elite demon forces, which had been overseeing them under the demon marshal's command, were leaderless, they immediately displayed a frantic talent for fleeing.

All the beastman forces at the front retreated like a tide as if by prior agreement. Whoever ran too slowly would die.

"Stop! No retreating! Get back there!"

The elite demon troops still trying to supervise the battle watched the beastmen flee madly one after another, and they were nearly driven mad themselves.

The other ragtag legions were also swept up by the fleeing beastmen, their formations instantly shattered as the 500,000 Southeast Legion soldiers, now fully committed, slaughtered them at will.

The million-strong demon army was now beyond saving!

The Battle of Bartley had ended in a great victory!