At the time, Li Chen had brought barely a hundred artisans and disciples here. Most were civilians with little fighting ability who needed protection. Even true disciples like Yu Feng were students fresh out of an ivory tower, still growing through trials.
Thus, only a dozen or so people actually entered the battle.
But those dozen were all seasoned veterans of the middle and late stages of Qi Refining, and inside the camp were more than a hundred Combat Puppets Li Chen had left behind.
They were quickly activated and rushed over from every corner to provide support.
The shaman tribesmen had brought few javelins and arrows. After several volleys, they too charged up to the camp. With several thunderous crashes, they smashed the mechanical crossbows, leaped over the low walls, and engaged in close combat.
Energy surged through their bodies, revealing strength comparable to early-stage cultivators. Their martial techniques had been hammered and tempered through years of hunting and combat, making them extremely efficient.
The wild beasts mixed into their battle formation all possessed the strength of early- to middle-stage Demon Beasts. Two Raging Bears in particular were astonishingly powerful sixth-rank beasts, their bodies like small hills as they charged about, smashing through everything.
Quite a few arrows protruded from their bodies, but they had protected their hearts and vital points with demon essence. Their fighting strength had not diminished; pain and fury had instead driven it even higher.
Boom!
An Armored Warrior Puppet took a blow as though struck by a heavy hammer. The steel plate on its chest visibly caved in, and its entire body was sent flying.
At the same time, several other puppets surrounded the bear, hacking with sharp blades and tearing wounds into it that nearly ran the length of its body.
Blood poured