Chapter Twenty-Four: Blood Battle

  "Where's the explosive?" Wang Shu turned his head to continue throwing the medicine package, only to find that several boxes behind him were all empty, and he was stunned.

  "Squad leader, don't forget our plan, there's only this one box left, do you want to waste them all?" asked Leng Xiao Yao with a resentful expression.

  Wang Shu heard Leng Xiao's reminder, and only then did he remember that he still had a huge plan that could cause massive casualties to the enemy. As soon as he thought of this, Wang Shu's face showed an awkward expression: "Xiao, this... I was just too excited for a moment, so..."

  "Squad leader, we should get ready. The enemy is almost here." Leng Xiao Yao gazed at the rapidly approaching enemy below.

  "Alright." Wang Shu responded with a serious face at this moment.

  "Report!!!!!!" A scout rushed to Wang Shu's side, panting and said: "Captain, the Ox-headed people are attacking from the rear mountain ridge, they will arrive at our position in about ten minutes."

  "For over ten minutes?" Wang Shu slightly furrowed his brow and said, "Pass down my orders, don't worry about the rear mountain ridge anymore. Wait for my command, you all continue to scout."

  "Yes, Captain." The scout responded with a single word and ran towards the top of the mountain again.

  "Come over here, all of you." Wang Shu beckoned to several centurions, and even Zheng Xiaohu joined the meeting this time.

  "Understood?" Wang Shu asked again after finishing his arrangements.

  "Understood." Zheng Xiaohu and others responded in unison.

  "Ready." Wang Shu waved his hand, and after this explosion, a bloody battle was about to arrive.

  "Release, release, release!" Wang Shu waved his hand and several huge boulders rolled down from the central mountain path, pressing down on the beastman troops that were advancing towards the center.

  "Hum! Hum! Hum!" A burst of energy shot out towards the rolling boulders, it seemed that the beastmen had also learned to be clever, letting those with higher cultivation levels take the lead, as long as there were rolling rocks coming down, they would use their energy to shatter them, in order to reduce casualties on their side.

  "Ready." Wang's forehead broke out in a cold sweat, the outcome of this bombing run would affect the course of the battle to come, and he couldn't help but feel tense as the battalion commander.

  Zheng Xiaohu and others raised the earth medicine bags in their hands, each with a concentrated expression, apparently they also understood how important this explosion was.

  "Damn it!" Wang Shu blurted out a curse, and the next moment, he threw out the medicine package in his hand, smashing it towards the giant boulder rolling down the mountain.

  "Get out of here!" Zheng Xiaohu also blurted out a curse and threw out the dangerous object in his hand, a grenade.

  Ten arcs of light appeared in front of the enemy, and the next moment, when the beastman soldiers reacted, ten loud explosions sounded in the air, ten air currents shot up into the sky, and a pungent smell spread through the air.

  "Awesome!" Wang Shu's face revealed an extremely satisfied expression, his hands clenched into fists and heavily punched the air, as if releasing the satisfaction in his heart.

  "This is damn cool!" Zheng Xiaohu and the other eight thousand-year-old men also burst out with a few dirty words, as if using these dirty words to express their mood at this moment.

  "Prepare for battle." After Wang Shu finished speaking in a loud and rough tone, he made a serious face, raised his hand slightly, indicating that everyone should prepare for battle.

  "Yes, Captain." Zheng Xiaohu and the other eight chiliarchs also put away their smiles at this moment, each with a serious expression.

  Wang Shu looked at the eight beloved generals in front of him with a serious expression and asked: "Brothers, have you ever regretted it?"

  "No regrets, regret."

  "Huh?" Wang Shu was taken aback, looking towards Zheng Xiaohu, who had spoken in a regretful tone. Not just him, but also the seven centurions standing beside Zheng Xiaohu were gazing at their comrade with disdain. This little guy usually seemed so capable, but it turned out he was actually a coward?

  Zheng Xiaohu smiled, seemingly having anticipated the crowd's reaction. His expression changed as he said: "Captain, I regret it! I regret going out to drink with you last time. Why didn't we...? It ended up with me still being a virgin."

  For a few seconds, the space was frozen. The next moment, Wang Shu and others burst out laughing, and the heavy atmosphere just now also dissipated with Zheng Xiaohu's joke.

  "This time, if we can survive, I'll definitely take you to **." Wang Shu smiled and patted Zheng Xiaohu's shoulder, then walked towards Leng Xiao's position with big strides, muttering to himself: "Damn it, still a virgin at thirty years old, what a pitiful kid."

  "Alas, I didn't expect Little Tiger to still be a virgin, what a pitiful child, not even opened up yet and already been taken by someone else, how sad!" Several thousand-year-old generals laughed wildly while teasing.

  Zheng Xiaohu's body shook as he walked towards his own camp, almost falling to the ground. At this moment, he was filled with hatred! These beasts! How dare they say such things about him?! Zheng Xiaohu felt like slapping himself in the face. It seemed that if he survived this ordeal, these idiots would spread rumors about him everywhere. Oh God! He wished for all these beasts to be killed by the enemy so that his innocence could be proven. Wasn't he being too evil? With this thought, Zheng Xiaohu walked towards his soldiers in the camp.

  "Thanks, Leng Xiao Yao." Wang Shu expressed his gratitude with a sincere expression. He had roughly estimated that the explosives created by Leng Xiao Yao alone had killed over 30,000 enemy troops. This was without any direct combat and without their side suffering any casualties. If it weren't for these explosive packages, the 30,000+ beastmen they had killed would have been enough to wipe out their vanguard camp of less than 8,000 troops. Even if not completely annihilated, the vanguard camp wouldn't have had many people left.

  "Captain, no need, I don't want to see my comrades bleed, helping you is equivalent to helping myself."

  Wang Shu heard Leng Xiao Yao's words and sat beside him, with a smile on his face, patted Leng Xiao Yao's shoulder and said: "This sentence is well said, grandma, Xiao Yao, how you say it, I feel so pleasant to my ears?"

  "Maybe!" Leng Xiao Yao smiled and responded with a sentence.

  "Xiaoyao, I heard that in the first battle, you single-handedly beheaded over 2,000 enemies. Shall we have a competition this time to see who kills more people?"

  "Okay."

  "With ambition, I like it." Wang Shu's face showed a look of appreciation and praised.

  "Here comes, get ready!" Wang Shu saw the enemy less than 50 meters away from himself and others, a cold smile appeared on his face.

  "Good." Leng Xianyao's hand appeared with the Duanjing Sword from the Hunyuan Pearl space. As for Leng Xianyao's mysterious and elusive small sword, Han Zixu and others had already grown accustomed to it. In their opinion, Leng Xianyao must have used some unknown method to hide this small sword, they would never think that there was an independent space within Leng Xianyao's body.

  Wang Shu Ke was not inferior to Xing Zixuan in terms of knowledge and experience. After all, those disciples from prominent families who had fought alongside him all possessed excellent weapons, and some even owned divine artifacts. Having often heard them discuss and explain things, his knowledge was quite extensive. So when he saw the short and slender Duan Chang Sword in Leng Xian's hand, he couldn't help but exclaim: "What a great sword!"

  "Heh." Leng Xiangyang smiled slightly, thinking to himself: "Isn't this a bit obvious? Huaxia has a 5,000-year history of culture, and among the top ten divine artifacts in Huaxia is the Duan Hun Jian. Not to mention that the casting techniques in this space are so poor, it's naturally considered a divine artifact."

  Actually, when he first saw the three ancient fonts on Duan Xing Sword, he thought it was a replica. However, during his first battle in Vanguard Camp, he realized that he had misjudged it. The feeling this sword gave him was absolutely not like a replica's, and sometimes, he even felt as if the Duan Xing Sword in his hand seemed to have a spiritual quality, though he couldn't quite put his finger on what exactly that feeling was.

  In just a few short sentences of dialogue, the beastman soldier had already reached within ten meters of Leng Xian and the others.

  "Kill!" Wang Shu shouted loudly, first waving his sword and rushing into the enemy group, opening the battle.

  "Kill!" The vanguard camp's soldiers all shouted loudly, charging straight at the beastmen soldiers on the mountain slope. Their morale was extremely high, it seemed that the previous series of medicine packets had brought results and made these soldiers see a glimmer of hope for victory.

  "This time it's big." Leng Xiao felt a thrill in his heart, the three million plus beastmen lives that were taken away by the Z medicine package earlier, he had gained more than three million soul powers out of thin air. At this moment, his body was already swollen with pain from the influx of more than three million soul powers, and he urgently needed to release some of it. Seeing Wang Shu's first sword strike, he naturally couldn't fall behind others, so he sprang into action, and in an instant, his body was four or five meters off the ground, seemingly gliding through the air, and with a few flashes of light, he took down four or five enemies.

  A burst of crashing sounds echoed through the mountainside, a series of killing cries rang out, and blood splattered everywhere as bodies fell to the ground. The beastman troops were now driven by a desire for revenge for their fallen comrades, while the vanguard soldiers were trying to buy time for the main force behind them. The two sides clashed with different attitudes.

  The battle had just begun for over ten minutes when a faint tremor was heard from the rear mountain ridge. Leng Xiangyang felt this shockwave and his face suddenly changed color - it was the Minotaur unit that had charged past the valley entrance earlier, and they were coming up now. This was bad.

  "What's going on?" The soldiers who were fighting each other felt a massive shockwave coming and stopped fighting, retreating to their respective main forces.

  A cloud of dust rose, and the next moment, a team of Minotaur warriors wearing light armor appeared behind the vanguard camp, each with a huge axe on their back.

  "Kill!" The leading Minotaur pulled out the axe behind his back and shouted to the sky, the next moment, the more than 10,000 people behind him drew out the axes they were carrying, following the leader rushing towards the vanguard camp.

  "Kill!" Wang Shu shouted loudly, wielding his sword and rushing towards the leader of the Ox-Headed men.

  "Kill!" The two sides' horses and men clashed again, the vanguard camp from the initial struggle, at this moment had evolved into a desperate resistance, after all, the combat effectiveness of more than 10,000 strong men was not to be underestimated, this pressure was extremely huge.

  Leng Xiangyao at this moment seemed like a lifeless person who had lost his soul, waving the Duan Jing sword in his hand, constantly swinging it towards the beastman soldiers beside him. Every time he swung out with his sword, he would take away several lives of the enemy.

  Five hours had passed, and the killing sounds on the field gradually weakened. The warriors of both sides fought to this point, regardless of whether it was the masters' aura or the soldiers' fierce hand-to-hand combat, their spirits and physical strength had already shown signs of exhaustion. Some soldiers even fell to the ground, still waving their long spears wildly, as if they wanted to kill one more enemy before falling down themselves.

  In the middle of the mountain, the surrounding trees were hung with broken limbs and bodies, countless trees were dyed red by the bright red blood, and the ground was littered with broken limbs and bodies everywhere.

  "Go ahead, take the men and charge out, I'll cover your rear." Wang Shu shouted loudly at Leng Xiao Yao, because he currently had no way to break free from his restraints, as he was being tied up by Niu Tou Ren's leader. Although both leaders were showing signs of fatigue, they continued to fight with unyielding determination.

  "Commander, you lead the men and go first, I'll stay behind and cover our rear." The chiliarchs of the vanguard camp shouted in unison.

  "Let your mother fart, I'm giving the order now. From now on, everything will be arranged by Xiao Yao. Those who don't obey will be dealt with by military law." Just as Wang Shu was caught off guard, he was almost chopped in the head by a cow-headed man's axe, and suddenly broke out in cold sweat, hastily concentrating his attention to deal with the cow-headed man in front of him.

  Xiao Yao has already absorbed countless soul powers at this moment, and his body is now swollen with the thick soul power, making him feel a dull ache all over. He can't wait to release it wildly. Upon hearing Wang Shu's words, he swept his gaze across the battlefield and realized that he had been too engrossed in the battle for the past five hours, failing to notice the severity of their losses. At this moment, based on his visual estimation, there are no more than a thousand people left on their side, which means they have lost nearly seven thousand people in just five hours.

  "What's wrong, where are the captains?" Leng Xiao Yao's heart turned cold as he hastily searched for his nine companions on the scene. After a moment, Leng Xiao Yao found the figures of Xing Zhan Xu and the others, but when he found them, he was instantly enraged by what was in front of him.

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