“Mystic Art of the Supreme God, Myriad Swords Technique!” Red Cloud Master descended from the sky on his sword. The sword case behind him opened, and countless flying swords materialized. They rained down, covering the sky and earth, nailing countless charging alien races to death. Then, he charged into the sky, seeking out the powerful figures of the alien race.
“Assault their阵地!” The leader of the alien race ordered, and countless cannon fodder increased their speed. The giant beasts ran and charged, no longer caring about the alien races under their feet. Following behind the giant beasts were the towering giants, the same ones Jiang Wen had seen upon his resurrection. Now, seeing them again was completely different.
Although the giants were incredibly brave, each swing caused mountains to collapse and the earth to split. However, the warriors of the tribe were not to be trifled with, each using their own abilities to restrain these towering beings.
The alien races charged towards the front lines without regard for their lives. As they approached the Tianyuan City defense line, countless shieldbearers orderly separated, creating huge gaps.
Immediately afterward, cavalrymen arranged in a triangular battle formation charged into the battlefield like a whirlwind.
“Display our heavenly might!” Roars erupted.
The combined battle intent emitted an overwhelming aura, and the alien races on the battlefield were torn to shreds like paper.
Then, the cavalrymen charged straight at the giant fierce beasts, their battle intent coalescing and piercing through the massive bodies of the beasts. Accompanied by the unwilling cries of the beasts, the cavalrymen returned to the high ground.
The shieldbearers stepped forward in unison, the warriors with weapons taking the central position, and the archers roamed around the formation, clearing away the poisonous insect beasts. From time to time, they raised their longbows and shot at the alien races charging towards the front of the formation.
The tribe's shieldbearers charged towards the alien races, maintaining a certain distance between shields to facilitate the retreat of their own cavalry. After clearing away the alien races that had infiltrated, the shieldbearers stood shoulder to shoulder again, blocking all the alien races outside their shields.
The tribal priests completed their witchcraft preparations. The fiery red light disappeared into the horizon, and the originally gloomy clouds instantly turned blood red. Like a shattered mirror, countless meteorites, accompanied by raging flames, hurtled down and struck the middle of the alien race. The earth-shattering sound accompanied the vibrating earth, stirring up powerful shockwaves, like throwing a boulder into water, creating countless ripples and overturning the alien warriors.
The alien priests helplessly watched the meteorites whistling down from the sky. Their witchcraft system was inherently different from that of the Taicang human race, and they didn't have as many defensive means as cultivators. If it weren't for this, they wouldn't have been driven to the old lands by the Taicang human race, living in misery for so many years.
The tribe's warriors engaged in close combat with the alien races, the bone weapons clanging against the heavy armor. Then, the warrior would flip over the alien race in front of him with a sword. More alien races surged up. Although they had strong physiques and heavy armor protection, they would die instantly if they were accidentally poisoned by this group of alien races.
Powerful snake-faced alien warriors charged into the tribe's battle formation with long halberds. The enormous force sent the surrounding warriors flying, and the heavy armor was visibly dented. Those who fell to the ground were barely breathing.
Immediately afterward, a white light flashed, and the cultivators used spells to heal the wounded warriors.
The warrior who received treatment staggered up from the ground, touched the gap in his chest, and gratefully glanced at these cultivators who were once great enemies, before charging into the front lines with his long sword.
The cavalrymen gathered together again, and the triangular battle formations gradually connected. After running a few steps, they launched a fierce charge towards the alien race's battlefield, reaping a large number of alien warriors, and even bringing down many of the alien race's giant beasts.
The situation on the battlefield gradually tilted towards Tianyuan City. In the distance on the hillside, a team of cavalrymen wearing exquisite armor was guarding Jiang Wenji.
The cavalrymen followed behind her, sitting on sturdy black horses, quietly standing to Jiang Wenji's left and right. These guards were the elite carefully selected from the entire Tianyuan City, each of them at least capable of transforming into demons, and several of them capable of controlling demon transformation, with combat power comparable to the peak of the Lighting Realm.
“How is the battle situation?” Jiang Wenji asked the guard beside her.
The guard spurred his horse to her side and respectfully said, “Those alien races won’t be able to hold on for much longer. Tianyuan City will surely be victorious.”
The totem banners gradually appeared on the hillside, and then countless golden banners fluttered in the wind, occupying the hillside like a dark, overwhelming tide.
At the very front, Jiang Wen sat on his horse, looking at the green sea below.
He slowly drew his long sword from his waist, the blade pointing downwards, directly at the alien race in the battlefield.
“Wind!”
“Great Wind! Great Wind!”
The deafening sound resounded through the sky, and the thunder of ten thousand horses shook the earth. Like a black tide, it charged towards the green sea with unstoppable momentum.
Countless long rainbows pierced through the sky, and the cultivators, connecting the sky and the earth, pounced towards the battlefield.
“Tianyuan City!” The warriors looked at the reinforcements charging towards them and roared wildly, raising the tribal banners and waving them.
The rolling green hills were covered by a black tide, countless banners fluttering in the air, surging towards the alien race with the earth shaking like drumbeats. Thousands of heavily armored cavalrymen followed behind Jiang Wen, their cloaks printed with dragons fluttering in the wind.
Jiang Wen leaned forward on his horse, flying swords surrounding him, and countless thunder talismans fell, like a black lightning bolt streaking across the hillside and charging straight towards the gray-green sea.
A ray of lightning swept across the battlefield like a dragon, erupting with its supreme divine might like the scorching sun.
Sweeping away countless alien races in front of the horse, whether powerful or weak, all dissipated in the light.
Instantly, the entire battlefield was silent, and countless people stared blankly at everything, seemingly unable to believe their eyes.
“Who is he!! Who is he!!” The snake-faced leader trembled, holding a long weapon, his ugly eyes filled with disbelief. He couldn't believe that there would be such a powerful person among the tribal people.
“Great Priest, Great Priest!” Cheers rose and fell like a tide, and the cavalrymen raised the spears in their hands and called out Jiang Wen's name.
“Great Priest! Shennong!”
“Great Priest! Shennong!”
Morale soared, and even combat power surged, and countless cavalrymen cheered the name of the Great Priest and rushed into the battlefield with fanaticism.
“After everything is over, have the leader who commanded this battle hand over the specifics to Us.” Seeing that the battle was nearing its end, Jiang Wenji then turned her horse and walked down the hillside.
The guards behind her neatly lined up, forming a battle formation that could effectively defend in all directions, left, right, front, and back, following beside her.
When the rallying horn sounded, the warriors of Tianyuan City began to clean up the battlefield. They carried their dead comrades together and dug a huge pit on the spot. The priests solemnly prayed, and then, accompanied by mysterious songs, buried the warriors of the tribe. As for the bodies of the alien races, they had long been turned into ashes by the priests with fire.
