Cavalry General's Charge
The Mountain-Bearing Turtle is not a powerful fighting beast; it is docile and slow-moving, and its only redeeming quality is its thick skin and tough flesh.
Its combat power relies entirely on its tonnage. The simplest way to quickly kill such a behemoth is to send out one of your own powerful combat units to launch a surprise attack. Therefore, the castle on the tortoise's back is both a powerful weapon for attack and a barrier to protect the giant tortoise!
But now, the enemy general has deployed the castle's most powerful superhuman legion to the battlefield, only to have it wiped out by the Daoist priests!
Li Meng's hand holding the binoculars trembled slightly as he looked at the mangled corpses on the front lines. Horrific scenes flashed across the lens, and for a moment, he even saw a familiar head, its head glistening with crimson tears of blood, staring back at him.
"Hiss~"
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his sturdy body trembled slightly, and his face turned deathly pale. "It's over!"
He finally realized that he had fallen into the enemy's trap from the very beginning!
From the initial show of weakness to the dispatch of reinforcements to maintain the front line, the purpose was to lure him into revealing the trump card of the Soaring Flood Dragon Army —that damned territorial power! The enemy sensed the threat of this extraordinary army from the very beginning!
According to the original plan, he should have used the authority borrowed from the lord at the very beginning of the war to block the opponent's all-seeing advantage, but...
Looking at the crimson stain on the lush green grass, Li Meng felt a chill in his heart.
The extraordinary legion is not like ordinary soldiers. Ordinary professional soldiers are just cannon fodder, and no one cares how many die.
However, although the number of extraordinary professionals is small, they are the skeleton of a territory; if the skeleton breaks, the territory collapses.
It took the entire Jiang Lineage family territory several decades to cultivate two thousand extraordinary professionals, most of whom were members of the Jiang Lineage family.
They were the commanders of the territory's army, the backbone of the Lei City Night Watchers, and the symbol of the territory's high-end military power, yet they were annihilated without any value!
"Order the army to launch a full-scale attack!" Li Meng rallied, a hint of madness flashing in his cold eyes. He had no way out. If he lost the Soaring Flood Dragon Army, given Lord Jiang's temperament, he would be crippled even if he didn't die if he went back!
This time, instead of two, five Mountain-Bearing Turtle strode forward and launched an attack on the bastion defense line.
At the same time, more than a dozen battle groups attacked from both flanks, rapidly approaching the bastion.
On the flank of the bastion, Xu Yueming, having received the order to attack, laughed heartily, "Li Meng is overthinking things. War is all about having fun! Fight however you enjoy it! Men, follow me and attack!"
The 1,300-strong cavalry regiment suddenly accelerated, changing formation as it ran, using the 300 heavy cavalry as a spearhead to pierce straight towards the bastion!
"Is this Director Lin's territory?" After passing through the Spirit Realm Passage, Zhao Chengyuan, dressed in iron armor and holding a long sword, glanced around.
A large group of Night Watchers passed through the passage and entered the area, which appeared to be a plaza, exceptionally spacious enough to accommodate thousands of Night Watchers.
He took a deep breath, his face showing undisguised shock. "How can the Spiritual Qi be so dense?"
Although he was the head of the Night Watchers, Zhao Chengyuan would enter the safe house in the Spirit Realm every seven days without fail, and was very familiar with the concentration of Spiritual Qi in the Spirit Realm.
Sensitive – the Spiritual Qi concentration here is at least ten times that of the area where his safe house is located!
The fog obscured the view, leaving only a space about twenty or thirty meters in diameter visible.
The incredibly dense Spiritual Qi and the shimmering runes on the blue bricks of the ground seemed to foreshadow the extraordinary nature of this place.
"Someone's coming!" a Night Watchers exclaimed, and everyone immediately went on alert.
He was a menial disciple, who walked across the square blankly. He seemed to notice something, suddenly stopped, and turned to look at the crowd.
After a moment, he spoke, "Come with me!"
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the gate of the Daoist temple.
The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, then suddenly someone exclaimed, "The Soul-Devouring Mist has dissipated!"
Zhao Chengyuan was startled and subconsciously looked into the distance, only to be shocked to see that the fog that had previously obscured his view had now disappeared, and the distance was now completely visible.
As far as the eye can see, there are rows of Chinese-style palaces and temples, with green bricks and gray tiles, flying eaves and upturned corners, outlining a solemn silhouette in the twilight.
"Lord!" A thought resonated in his mind. This ability to dispel the mist could only belong to Spirit Realm Lord!
He glanced across at the other side, meeting Wei Xiuyuan's shocked and ecstatic expression. "Director Lin is actually a lord!"
"Hurry up and follow!" The Night Watchers quickly followed the handyman disciples, startling the few who were stunned.
"Let's go." Looking at the familiar group of people, Zhao Chengyuan gave a self-deprecating laugh.
I thought I was there to help, but it turns out I was just there to make up the numbers.
"Captain..." Ahu looked at Li Yue with some confusion. He seemed a little absent-minded.
"Let's follow..." Li Yue pulled himself out of his chaotic thoughts and subconsciously touched the sapphire pendant he was wearing on his chest. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he vaguely felt a strange fluctuation spreading out.
"What... what is this?" Zhang Meng swallowed hard as he stood atop the fortress, while a group of thugs beside him stared dumbfounded at the moving castle in the distance.
The massive body of the Mountain-Bearing Turtle slowly approached the horizon, like an island slowly encroaching. The oppressive aura of that primordial beast instilled a genuine sense of awe and fear in the group of gangsters.
"It's a war behemoth!" Elder Jiang exclaimed, looking at the giant tortoise slowly approaching. It was the first time he had ever seen such a massive beast.
"A-Xu, how should we fight? Just give the order. This old man may not be able to fight such a big guy, but he's still good at bullying the younger generation..." He looked at the battlefield where the fierce battle was taking place.
After the supervisory team raised their swords, the demoralized battle group was forced to step forward.
Under the barrage of crossbow fire and the onslaught of wind blades, the battle group, already decimated by casualties, quickly collapsed, only to be swept up by the advancing battle groups that followed.
With the Daoist soldiers at the core, the front line was under constant pressure. If it weren't for the Daoist groups in the rear using the Sharp Wind Flag to control wind blades for support, the entire front would have collapsed long ago.
These Dao Ten cultivators, with their shallow magical power, don't seem likely to last long.
"Wait a minute..." Lin Xu glanced at the logistics team led by Li Yingqiu, who were sending the red and blue potions dropped from the Zombie Mine to the front line.
Unlike the red and blue potions in the game that instantly replenish mana and restore health, the healing effect of potions after being materialized in the Spirit Realm is greatly weakened and requires time to gradually recover.
However, as long as medicine is replenished, the resistance of the Dao Tenth Regiment and the frontline warriors will far exceed the enemy's expectations. Bang bang~
Several ballistae turned and opened fire, unleashing a barrage of bolts at the approaching cavalry regiment.
"Martial Arts Skill: Rain of Pear Blossoms!"
A glint of inspiration flashed across the charging cavalrymen, and Xu Yueming, who was at the head, suddenly quickened his pace.
In a mere second, the long spear in his hand swung five times in succession, five arcs of light flashing and shooting out fine fragments of Gang Qi, tearing apart the incoming arrows.
The next moment, the running cavalryman's body flashed with spiritual light, Xu Yueming's body shone with a dark red military aura. "Martial Skill - Crescent Slash!"