Chapter 2710

Gao Huaiyuan calculated to the end, then shook his head.

The war in the southern part of this wasteland, if said to be difficult, is indeed difficult, as the Bekaa army struggles to advance; but if said to be simple, it is also simple, as long as one uses the most stupid and brutal method—namely, stockpiling supplies and wearing down the enemy—most of the time one can still push through, regardless of who the commander is.

This time, at least General Hu Yi cannot resort to any tricks again to replace me, Gao Huaiyuan.

At this moment, the drums outside the camp suddenly thundered.

Gao Huaiyuan strode out of the tent and saw, opposite, a troop charging down from the mountain peak, their numbers dense and thick, surging toward us like a tide.

He summoned Hou Gan and asked: "When did the Panlong Army last attack?"

"Last night."

Two consecutive nights of sneak attacks? Unusual.

Ah, since he arrived, the main tent has raised the "Gao" flag. Most likely, Hu Yi spotted it from afar and wanted to give him a show of force.

Gao Huaiyuan sneered: "Is Hu Yi in that unit or not?"

"He always charges at the front line."

The Bekaa camp naturally reacted as well, instantly erupting in noise. Gao Huaiyuan issued one order after another, then looked again at the Panlong Army, which was coming straight toward us.

"Another direct charge on the main tent." Gao Huaiyuan narrowed his eyes. "How many times has this happened now?"

"The fifth time." General Hu Yi, every time he attacks the Bekaa camp, begins with a straight thrust down the middle, and the path is almost always the same.

The first sneak attack might still be understandable, but the second, third, and fourth—what is going on? With so many commanders in the Bekaa army, haven't they figured out his combat habits yet?

The Panlong Army moved with extreme speed; in the blink of an eye, they were upon us. Gao Huaiyuan could see the dark red glow on their bodies.

This spiritual energy concentration indeed surpassed that of Bekaa, rarely seen in the world. And the red light emanating from them contrasted sharply with the figure at the very front, who appeared especially dim, because he wore black battle armor, and the misty aura around him—whether black or dark purple—could not be discerned in the night, only a vague outline visible.

"Is that Hu Yi?" "Is that the glow of spiritual energy?" Gao Huaiyuan had never seen this before. This fellow was as dark as a ghost in the night, charging into the camp, swinging his long spear—soldiers of Bekaa within three zhang ahead were blown away by the spear's aura, like wild grass felled by a mad wind.

Bekaa soldiers possess strong individual combat power, and when combined with the marvelous use of spiritual energy, it is hard to imagine what enemy could withstand them as easily as cutting melons and slicing vegetables.

"Yes." Hou Gan reported truthfully: "The entire army considers his attack power the strongest; we have tried several times before, and it is truly difficult to resist. General Gao, please retreat—he is coming straight for you."

Gao Huaiyuan is a civil general, meaning he holds command in the army but does not personally take the field to slay enemies. This is his style of leadership, unrelated to his own cultivation level.

"Unable to block him three or four times?" Gao Huaiyuan, instead, felt his competitive spirit aroused. "I want to try. Gold Yaksha, Iron Yaksha—block him!"

Behind him stepped forward one figure, of ordinary human height, but with a horn growing on his forehead, his skin dark gold, his neck covered in runes, and his eyes dark red.

Although Gao Huaiyuan had called out the names of two yakshas, only this one stepped forward. He strode to meet General Hu Yi, his bulk rapidly swelling, faster than blowing air.

Other Bekaa personnel hastily made way for him.

In less than two breaths, he had become a hulking figure three zhang tall, muscles bulging across his body, and with a light leap, he could cover twenty zhang.

Not only are there yakshas in the sea, but also on land and in mountain forests—though they are called terrestrial forest yakshas, their lifestyle is no different from that of giants, and they have little relation to the sea yakshas, except for their boundless strength.

Originally, General Hu Yi was charging straight toward this point; the yaksha leapt seven or eight times, and the two collided head-on.

On the final leap, he drew a dark gold bronze staff in midair, and with the posture of landing, he slammed it hard into the ground.

With a "Boom," a tangible gust of wind, accompanied by tremors, surged forward in a fan-shaped area.

Before the violent shaking ceased, the ground in that area began to spit out countless spikes—zheng zheng zheng!

Each spike tip flashed with metallic luster, obviously extremely hard.

If this were another battlefield, the killing power of this spike formation would be astonishing—living beings, in their confusion, would be turned into skewers.

The cavalry behind He Lingchuan also had many who were thrown off, both rider and horse, landing flat on their backs.

But scenes of blood spraying everywhere were rare.

The Panlong Army's spiritual energy was abnormally dense, enabling them to offset most of the damage from enemy divine abilities and combat techniques, especially such large-scale techniques, whose effect on them would be further diminished.

Yet the yaksha did not think a simple spike formation could stop General Hu Yi. This strike of his brought vibrations that could disrupt the enemy's relentless momentum, causing their steps to falter.

The yaksha's rank is very high, and he uses Bekaa's spiritual energy support ability; the Panlong Army cannot possibly be completely immune to its influence. Just this brief pause, and the yaksha's opportunity arrived.

General Hu Yi's charging formation originally had his personal guards flanking him on both sides. If he were the spear tip piercing the enemy formation, the guard unit would be the strong spear shaft.

The Panlong Army's spiritual energy naturally could not match General Hu Yi's, so after being hindered by the spike technique, his forward speed increased even more, while his personal guards were pulled apart, falling behind by two horse lengths.

At this moment, General Hu Yi was isolated, alone facing the yaksha.

The yaksha first hurled a dark, round ball, raised his dark gold staff, and struck it hard, sending the black ball flying toward He Lingchuan; only then did he himself leap again, descending from above to smash He Lingchuan.

The ball was struck with both force and precision—He Lingchuan had barely seen the staff-swinging motion when the ball was already before his nose.

Naturally, he ducked to avoid it.

Before this motion was even completed, the yaksha had already lunged forward, his dark gold staff whistling with wind, sweeping up He Lingchuan's cloak behind him.

And the round ball, already flown behind He Lingchuan, as if pulled by an invisible rope, suddenly and abruptly changed its original trajectory, rebounding along the same path—namely, straight toward the back of He Lingchuan's head!

If He Lingchuan's personal guards were still surrounding him, this ball would not necessarily succeed in a sneak attack, but Hu Yi happened to be isolated at this moment.

At the same time, behind Gao Huaiyuan, a phantom rose, aiming a bow at He Lingchuan, and with a "swish," shot an arrow.

This shadow was insubstantial, the arrow shot was insubstantial, and the traced path still carried faint light dots. From Gao Huaiyuan to General Hu Yi, with countless Bekaa troops in between, the arrow passed through them all, harming no one.

But at the very moment it reached He Lingchuan's eyes, it became solid!

Most marvelously, it arrived after yet struck first—nearly simultaneous with the yaksha's staff strike, and nearly simultaneous with the ball's rebound.

Before everyone's eyes, the yaksha's dark gold staff struck Hu Yi's helmet! At the same time, the arrow and the ball pierced through him.

Three weapons, three directions, simultaneously attacking one person.

Then, the dark gold staff swept sideways, knocking over two of the Panlong Army's personal guards.

But the yaksha knew he had missed, failed to strike the target!