The outcome of the battle was actually decided when Wang Hao deduced the knock-off version of the electromagnetic railgun. It should be noted that even in modern times, the electromagnetic railgun is a super weapon of mass destruction, second only to nuclear weapons.
While its area of effect may not be as large as that of missiles, it is terrifyingly powerful in single-target attacks, capable of penetrating even city walls with a single blow.
How could flesh and blood possibly withstand such terrifying kinetic energy?
Even though Wang Hao's knock-off electromagnetic railgun was still quite immature and couldn't reach the speeds of modern laboratory railguns (tens of kilometers per second), it still managed to reach speeds of four to five thousand meters per second.
A longsword weighing about ten pounds can launch something of that weight at a speed of four to five thousand meters per second, which is more than ten times the speed of sound. Its power is terrifying and unimaginable.
Even with the flesh and blood of countless soldiers blocking the way, the range of this electromagnetic cannon still reached more than ten miles, almost piercing through the entire battlefield.
Each electromagnetic sword shot out created a channel several meters wide and more than ten miles long. Nothing could block it; everything was either pierced through or torn to shreds by the powerful wind it carried.
This killing efficiency is much stronger than the Wuji Swordsmanship that Wang Hao used before, and most importantly, it consumes less energy.
The magnetic field and magnetic force consume almost no energy; the only energy consumed is the lightning power drawn down from the thunderclouds in the sky. Wang Hao himself only provided some guidance.
Wang Hao himself wasn't idle either; he used the power of the lightning he drew in to continuously temper his body, causing his physical strength to soar rapidly.
Of course, he only drew out a small portion of the lightning power to temper his body; the majority of the lightning was transferred to the electromagnetic cannon for consumption using the magnetic field.
After all, the lightning bolts being drawn now are not the small, delicate ones from the first time; their destructive power is beyond imagination. Even with his profound abilities, if he were to be struck by one, he would be electrocuted into a charred corpse.
Fortunately, his Innate power provided him with considerable resistance to lightning, protecting his vital and vulnerable organs from its intrusion and damage; otherwise, he would have been dead long ago.
"Devil! Devil!"
This devastating attack terrified the alien army, and the scene descended into chaos. Those on the inner perimeter, seeing the true situation, tried to escape, while the outer army, unaware of the truth, continued to push their way in, hoping to behead Wang Hao and his companion and obtain a reward from Khan Wantu.
"I think I understand the plans of those Han traitors in the Central Plains martial arts world! Three Grandmaster, we must capture this man, even if it means the annihilation of our million-strong army!"
Khan Wantu's eyes flashed with a fierce light, filled with burning greed.
He now understood the purpose of those powerful figures in the Central Plains martial arts world: they definitely wanted to obtain this person's unique skills, and the grasslands had to get these skills, even if it meant paying any price.
" Amitabha Buddha, we understand."
The three elderly lamas, Half-step Innate, chanted a Buddhist prayer, their expressions solemn.
"Khan, even with the remaining hundreds of thousands of troops, the three of us alone would likely be unable to subdue this barbarian. Our only option now is to ask that patriarch for help!"
After observing for a long time, the old lama in the lead, with a grim expression, offered his opinion and suggestions.
They had no way to resist that orange-red beam of light; once they were targeted, they would surely die. The speed was so fast that they didn't even have a chance to react.
In this situation, even getting close to the opponent is difficult, let alone having that sword formation for defense.
Even if they rushed close, they couldn't break through that defense, so they had to call for help!
"Alright! I'll Patriarch Red Sun right away!"
After a slight hesitation, Khan Wantu gritted his teeth, reluctantly took off a piece of glass-colored finger bone hanging around his neck, and crushed it with a ruthless heart.
This is a finger bone relic left behind by a master of the Esoteric Sect after his cremation. The Patriarch Red Sun imprinted a Divine Sense within it, so that as long as it is crushed, the Patriarch Red Sun can sense it even from thousands of miles away.
This was his biggest trump card, and the foundation upon which he was able to ascend to the throne of Khan.
The Patriarch Red Sun is a veteran Innate expert, no less powerful than the ancestors of the eight major branches of the Confucian School in the Central Plains, and is a great asset to their grasslands.
Originally, the Central Plains and the grasslands had agreed that experts at the Innate Realm were not allowed to set foot in each other's territory. However, this opportunity was simply too great. Even if they couldn't obtain it, they absolutely could not let the people of the Central Plains get it, otherwise it would be a disaster for the grasslands.
At the same moment that Khan Wantu crushed the relic, in an ancient temple more than a thousand miles away, an old lama suddenly opened his eyes. A blazing light flashed within them, causing the temperature of the entire cold hall to rise rapidly, as if he were in an oven.
" The Central Plains?"
The old lama walked out of the main hall, looked up at the southern horizon with a puzzled expression, and then, without saying anything more, used his movement technique to rush towards the Central Plains plains in the south.
The old lama may not appear fast, but he can cover a hundred zhang (approximately 33 meters) in a single stride, making him countless times faster than a fine horse.
On the other side, after crushing the relic, Khan Wantu gave a death order to the leaders of his various tribes: to surround and kill the Wuming, or at least to keep him trapped there until the Patriarch Red Sun arrived.
Although the tribal leaders were extremely dissatisfied, they all shuddered upon hearing the name of the Patriarch Red Sun, their faces filled with fear. They dared not say anything more and immediately took action to lead their tribesmen to intensify the encirclement and attack.
Not only did the grassland army begin to truly go crazy, but on the other side, the Half-step Innate experts of the Central Plains martial arts world, seeing the Kamui displayed by Wang Hao, had greed in their eyes that almost materialized.
They came here specifically for the unique martial arts techniques in Wang Hao's possession, and the stronger Wang Hao's strength became, the stronger their greed grew.
How could they not be consumed by greed when faced with an existence that rivals the legendary immortals and supernatural powers?
However, they remained rational and did not rush forward immediately. Instead, they hid in the rear camp, waiting for the best opportunity to strike.
After all, that orange-red beam of light was simply too terrifying; it destroyed everything in its path, and even with their cultivation levels, they couldn't withstand it.
Staying with the army on the grasslands and getting accidentally injured would be a huge loss.
"It seems they've chosen the most insane and deadly path!"
Noticing that the surrounding grassland armies were still fighting to the death and becoming increasingly frenzied, Wang Hao understood the decision made by the alien high command.
Before he arrived, he had considered all the possibilities and understood that it would be difficult to keep this million-strong army here unless the enemy fought to the death for some reason.
After all, the smoke barrier created by tear gas is not absolutely foolproof; a strong Great Wind can easily blow it away and disperse it. There are other ways to deal with it.
Therefore, if the alien army were truly determined, they could break through the tear gas blockade. Thus, Wang Hao did not initially place all his hopes on tear gas.
His original plan was to directly attack the high-ranking members of those nomadic tribes on the grasslands, forcing them to send their armies to rescue and resist, so that he could slowly annihilate all of these tribes.
But who would have thought that those Half-step Innate experts from the Central Plains martial arts world would despicably collude with the nomadic tribes of the grasslands, and together they would destroy most of his flying swords, causing all his previous plans to almost fail.
Fortunately, he managed to stabilize the situation by using the power of the thunderclouds in the sky to deduce a knock-off version of the electromagnetic cannon. This also seemed to have completely ignited the greed of the alien high-ranking officials, forcibly ordering their troops to fight to the death.
In order to trap themselves in place, the other side tightened their encirclement and increased the density of personnel to an extreme, almost forming human walls to block them.
This is fantastic news for him!
Electromagnetic railguns, with their penetrating and deadly capabilities, are best suited for dealing with densely populated situations, maximizing their lethality.
In this way, Wang Hao used the power emanating from the lightning to temper his body, while simultaneously guiding the lightning to unleash a series of electromagnetic cannons, achieving terrifying efficiency in killing enemies.
Meanwhile, Dingzhen stared intently at Wang Hao's heroic figure with bright eyes, especially at the orange-red beams of light he unleashed. She made up her mind that she must learn this move from this cheap master Vice Admiral the future.
As Wang Hao fired off one knock-off electromagnetic cannon after another, the number of alien troops decreased at a visible rate, with each electromagnetic cannon capable of killing hundreds or thousands of people.
After Wang Hao used up all the thousand spare flying swords on the back of the mother white Big White, Da Bai, the alien army was left with a pitiful number of less than 100,000.
The majority of them were elite cavalry from other tribes serving as the outermost supervisory force, while the cavalry escorts of the various tribes were reduced to less than 30,000, a devastating loss that could be described as total annihilation.
However, Wang Hao also greatly admired the mental fortitude of these grassland cavalry, especially the elite cavalry on the outermost perimeter. Their combat skills were extremely high, and even now they had not broken down. Instead, they had gone berserk, and the killing intent they displayed made Wang Hao's heart tremble.
Indeed, when faced with a desperate situation or a powerful enemy far beyond one's capabilities, one either collapses or goes mad.
Clearly, these grassland armies belonged to the latter category.
Just as Wang Hao was about to use the highest quality longswords from his horse to finish off the last group of enemies, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly turned around.
Before he could react, a scorching Tyrannical Dao palm strike suddenly shattered the Wuji Sword Formation and fiercely imprinted itself on his vital dantian.
Realizing he couldn't defend himself, Wang Hao hardened his heart and summoned another bolt of lightning, using the Magnetic Field Power to guide it towards the attacker.
Lightning moves so fast that humans cannot react in time. The attacker's arm was completely reduced to ashes, and his body was also engulfed and stimulated by the remaining lightning, preventing him from launching any further killing moves.
Just as Wang Hao was enduring his injuries and trying to reverse the Wuji Sword Formation to seal his opponent in, the opponent was decisive enough to rush out through the gap he had opened earlier without any hesitation.
It sounds like a long story, but the whole process takes less than two seconds.
"Second Master!"
Dingzhen, who had just realized Dingzhen was happening, was shocked and rushed forward to support the swaying Wang Hao. The mother white wolf, Big White Bai, and many huskies also stepped forward to form a circle to protect Wang Hao, baring their teeth fiercely at the surrounding grassland army to intimidate them.
"Puff!"
Suddenly, Wang Hao spat out a mouthful of blood, but strangely, the blood burst into flames while still in mid-air, turning into a fire dragon, as if it were gasoline rather than blood.
"Don't worry, I'm fine!"
With a pale face, Wang Hao comforted Dingzhen, then looked up at the old lama standing outside the Wuji Sword Formation.
That was the person who had ambushed him earlier, and a true Innate Realm expert, not someone like Qin Yan who had just broken through and advanced, but a veteran Innate expert.
Even with his physical strength and Innate Qi, he couldn't withstand that palm strike. Nearly half of the force was blasted into his body, severely damaging his internal organs.
Moreover, that attack just now instantly shattered his dantian, which is extremely fatal for a martial artist. Clearly, the opponent intended to cripple him.
What's even more troublesome is that the opponent's palm strike is incredibly hot and Tyrannical Dao, even his current Innate Qi cannot withstand it, and he can only temporarily seal it in his chest and abdomen.
If it weren't for a sufficiently strong body and the constant regeneration of Bloodline Power, such injuries would have killed him long ago.
That person is really Ruthless!
"Which powerful figure in the Esoteric Sect are you?"
Wang Hao stared coldly at the old lama, his mind extremely cautious.
This is a formidable opponent, and most importantly, the opponent is also very cunning. He used an ambush to severely injure him as soon as he made his move, which made the situation quite difficult.
He had long guessed that the high-ranking members of those alien races would definitely invite a powerful expert, and that the expert would undoubtedly be Xiantian Grandmaster. However, he did not expect that the other party would be such a treacherous person, and he suffered a silent loss due to his carelessness.
Most importantly, the opponent's true energy remained in his body, continuously wreaking havoc and causing damage. Until it was removed, he could not unleash the electromagnetic cannon again, which meant he had temporarily lost a powerful weapon.
Facing such a formidable enemy in this state is quite tricky!