The female soldiers of the White Horse Volunteers were like a pack of swift female leopards.
They charged into battle like a whirlwind.
They were agile and upright, and moved with ghostly speed.
Each step forward was accompanied by astonishing explosive power.
They instantly cut into the Black Tree Clan's army formation.
The curved blade in his hand gleamed with a chilling, bone-chilling light.
Under the sunlight, it resembled a deadly cold lightning bolt.
Every swing was incredibly precise and ruthless.
It struck with pinpoint accuracy the vital point at the throat of the Black Tree Clan army.
In an instant, blood splattered across the enemy ranks, and screams echoed everywhere.
They unleashed a bloody storm within the enemy ranks, which surged like a black tide.
However, the Black Tree Clan's newly emerged army of 300 million...
It was simply too enormous, like a surging torrent.
The endless tide, layer upon layer, wave after wave,
It pressed down relentlessly with Overturning Mountains and Seas force.
The overwhelming numerical superiority of the enemy troops, covering the entire mountainside, instantly reversed the situation.
This plunged the Human Race alliance, which had initially held a slight advantage, back into an extremely dire predicament.
It felt as if an invisible giant hand had gripped my throat.
Upon seeing Ye Changge's brows instantly furrowed into a deep frown.
A hint of seriousness flashed in his deep eyes, then he swiftly and without hesitation issued the order:
"All units, listen up! Immediately form squads..."
They are arranged closely together, advancing steadily in a triangular pyramidal formation.
Make sure to protect the flanks and rear, and don't expose any openings!
The Black-Robed Archer Unit, heed my command, swiftly take your positions.
Prepare to unleash long-range firepower to suppress the enemy; we must not allow them to charge forward without any restraint!
Front-line shield-bearers, listen to my command! Grit your teeth and hold the line!
Even if only one person remains, we must not retreat a single step!
The Human Race alliance was well-trained and acted upon orders.
They quickly and uniformly adjusted their formation.
Every soldier was on high alert, ready for battle.
However, the Black Tree Clan Clan's offensive was simply too fierce, like a raging torrent of water.
Upon contact, many Human Race soldiers were unable to withstand the overwhelming force of the Overturning Mountains and Seas.
Like a falling leaf, it was knocked away and sent flying.
Blood splattered in the air, spilling onto the muddy battlefield.
It was as if countless tragic blood flowers were blooming wildly.
" Human Race, you're courting death!"
To dare to be distracted while fighting me is simply courting death!
The Three Ancestors witnessed the Human Race alliance adjusting its deployment and were instantly enraged.
Like a primordial beast that has been provoked, it roared out.
The sound waves roared, making the surrounding air buzz.
Among the Black Tree Clan army,
Several Heaven-Opening Realm generals, their figures towering like mountains.
Like several mobile war fortresses, they strode out.
Each step felt like a meteorite falling to earth.
The earthquake shook the earth violently, causing it to crack and split open with jagged fissures.
Sand and stones flew everywhere.
They held their giant battle axes or spiked clubs high in the air.
Then it crashed down with a deafening roar, carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.
Like a world-ending thunderbolt,
Wherever they went, the Human Race alliance's defensive lines were instantly smashed open with huge breaches.
The soldiers suffered heavy casualties.
Upon seeing this, the Human Race's Half-Step Origin God powerhouses...
A resolute glint flashed in his eyes, disregarding the fact that his spiritual power had not yet fully recovered.
They gritted their teeth and leaped forward to meet the attack.
In an instant, light exploded in the air.
Like dazzling fireworks bursting across the battlefield,
The deafening roar of fists colliding with weapons was incessant.
The sounds were deafening, and the powerful aftershocks spread out like surging ripples.
Many soldiers below were struck by this invisible force, bleeding from all seven orifices and collapsing to the ground.
Wei Zhuang was like a god of death in the night, his figure moving like a ghost through the enemy ranks.
The Shark Tooth Sword in his hand was like a deadly dragon.
It soared and tumbled, leaving limbs flying in its wake among the limbs of the Black Tree Clan soldiers.
A mist of blood filled the air.
As he fought, he shouted, " Human Race warriors!"
Do not be afraid! Today's battle concerns the life and death of our Human Race.
In a narrow encounter, the brave shall prevail! To retreat now would mean the extermination of our entire clan!
That chilling voice seemed to possess some kind of mysterious magic.
It instantly ignited the fighting spirit in the hearts of the surrounding Human Race soldiers.
The crowd shouted in unison, regaining their courage.
Like a surging tide, they fought desperately.
They built strong lines of defense with their own flesh and blood.
Zhao Zilong flicked his spear, and the spear's light, like silver lightning, instantly increased several feet in size.
He charged into the enemy's core area like a silver meteor.
The spear danced with ferocious force, striking wherever it went.
The Black Tree Clan soldiers fell to the ground, dead, as if swept away by a whirlwind.
His gaze was piercing, intent on taking the lives of those enemy generals at the Origin God First Layer.
In an attempt to disrupt the enemy's command system.
But the Black Tree Clan was clearly prepared.
Just as Zhao Zilong moved,
In an instant, several black iron chains appeared like agile pythons.
They shot in from all directions, tightly entangling him.
Runes flickered on the iron chains, containing a strange and powerful binding force.
It was as if they wanted to completely bind Zhao Zilong.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Zilong was not alarmed but enraged, and his spear spun rapidly.
It transformed into a silver vortex, resembling a high-speed spinning chainsaw.
The chains were completely severed.
But this delay ultimately led them into a tight encirclement by the enemy.
The enemy troops on all sides surged in wave after wave, like a raging tide.
They surrounded him completely.
Xiongba Ba was surrounded by a chilling aura, like a moving iceberg.
Ice lotuses bloomed beneath my feet, radiating a bone-chilling cold.
He brandished his fists, sending icicles flying like a hail of hidden weapons.
A deluge of bullets rained down on the densely populated areas of the Black Tree Clan.
Any enemy soldiers who touched the icicles were instantly frozen.
They transformed into ice sculptures.
But the enemy forces were simply too numerous; they had just frozen off one section of the land.
More and more soldiers surged forward like a tide.
It seems to have no end.
Xiongba gradually felt his spiritual energy waning, and his body was forced to retreat repeatedly.
Several wounds appeared on his body, and blood was gushing out.
It stained his snow-white clothes red.
Like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, poignant and tragic.
Yagyu's figure flashed, appearing instantly outside the encirclement as if by teleportation.
The swift blade danced rapidly in his hand, each strike of sword energy resembling a surging, turbulent sea wave.
They relentlessly attacked the Black Tree Clan, attempting to rescue Zhao Zilong.
The blade's energy Vertical and Horizontal Maneuvering, leaving a trail of blood and flesh in its wake.
Screams erupted, and the enemy's formation was instantly disrupted.
At the same time, Jian Qi and his group, leading their sword formation, moved like an invincible arrow.
They forcefully penetrated deep into enemy territory.
The sword formation shone brightly, its Sword Qi Vertical and Horizontal.
Like a Heavenly Net and Earthly Web woven from Sword Qi,
They managed to tear a gap in the enemy ranks, helping Zhao Zilong break through the encirclement.
The Human Race alliance struggled to hold on, while the Divine Spring of Life continuously gushed forth spiritual energy.
It rapidly repaired the soldiers' exhausted bodies and wounded souls.
But the brutality of the battlefield was still beyond imagination.
Blood pooled on the ground, forming a river that flowed gently.
The severed limbs and broken arms were piled up like mountains, resembling Asura terrifying Hell.
In just one hour, the Human Race alliance had suffered losses amounting to a million.
The battlefield was a scene of carnage, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and flashes of swords and spears intertwined everywhere.
Like a colorful yet deadly lightning bolt,
Dance wildly on this stage of blood and fire.
Just when everyone was in despair, Xiang Yu appeared like a god of war.