Chapter 1190

One step out, and he could run a great distance.

Zhao Chi, inside Gu Qing's body, could clearly feel the effect of this Biting Wind Step.

The phrase "wind beneath one's feet" was practically coined for this very moment.

The female soldiers' feet rode the wind as they surged forward.

In just over a minute, Zhao Chi's entire army had already crossed the edge of the Mist Wall.

Officially entering Zhao Jing's territory.

This was Zhao Chi's first time entering the outer perimeter of Zhao Jing's territory.

Before, he had only reached the center of his territory.

And he wouldn't let Zhao Chi wander around; every time business was done, he'd urge Zhao Chi to leave quickly.

Today was perfect — he could take the chance to see what unspeakable secrets Zhao Jing's territory actually held.

Zhao Jing's territory was much larger than Zhao Chi's.

All around were strange trees.

Each tree was arranged very neatly — clearly planted by hand.

He guessed the sap of these trees might be one of the materials for the Zhao family's high-toughness gauntlets.

So every time Zhao Chi came here, Zhao Jing was extremely careful, afraid of leaking anything.

But this time was different.

Zhao Chi could look around freely.

Still, Zhao Chi remembered the purpose of his visit.

He piloted Gu Qing, advancing rapidly.

Another three minutes passed.

The group kept weaving through the forest the whole time — who would have thought Zhao Jing had so many trees here.

Zhuang Ya on the left suddenly issued a warning.

Everyone stopped immediately.

"My lord, there's a very strong smell of blood ahead."

Zhuang Ya said softly.

Her intellect was the highest, her perception the sharpest.

Zhao Chi controlled Gu Qing's body to nod: "I smell it too. Let's go take a look. The rest of you, stand by."

"Yes!"

The two advanced quickly a hundred meters and found quite a few shattered white bones on the ground, along with all manner of weapons and shields.

On the trees, on the ground — everywhere were arrows, like an arrow forest.

The surroundings were pitted and uneven, some craters blasted out, and a few trees still burning.

A patch of trees on the left had all collapsed, their leaves stripped away — no telling where they went.

Beside them lay some elven corpses, all too gruesome to look at.

They appeared to have been gnawed and drained.

They could no longer be called corpses — calling them chunks of flesh would be more fitting.

This was probably the first battlefield.

Zhao Jing's elves had ambushed the enemy's skeletons here.

Zhao Chi and Zhuang Ya inspected for a moment and ruled out danger.

"Continue advancing."

Zhao Chi and the others pressed on through the scattered skeleton bones and elven remains.

Another three minutes passed before the group finally reached the middle of Zhao Jing's territory.

It seemed Zhao Jing's territory was indeed far, far larger than Zhao Chi's — perhaps after every battle, he chose to occupy the opponent's territory.

Ahead was the edge of the forest.

Gu Qing raised an arm, signaling everyone to stop.

Then flipped her palm over.

All the female soldiers squatted down almost in an instant.

"Zhuang Ya, come with me to take a look ahead."

"Yes!"

Soon, the two reached the edge of the forest.

Hiding behind a tree, they peeked out quietly.

In the distance, a stretch of white.

Not the fair-skinned women of the Carefree Spring, but a vast expanse of white bones.

The outer perimeter of Zhao Jing's territory had a ring of wooden walls, encircling all the inner buildings.

It looked rather impressive.

But it was only a single-layer wooden wall built from timber.

No one could stand on top — it could only serve as a barrier.

Fortunately, there were quite a few defense towers behind the curtain wall; Zhao Jing's elves were all crowded onto the defense towers, firing nonstop.

But those defense towers still seemed too few.

Many more elves stood on rooftops, firing on parabolic arcs.

However, at this distance and this angle, parabolic fire was far less powerful than direct fire.

"Scatter shot!"

"Piercing shot!"

"Quick, quick, quick, the west side can't hold—send a squad over there now!"

"This side's about to go too—keep firing, or the wall over here is going to get chiseled through!"

"I'm out of arrows—anyone got any? Where are the support troops? Get the arrows over here, fast!"

"Everyone listen up, one more volley of fire arrows—fire!"

"Hold on! Reinforcements will be here in twenty more minutes!"

"What do you mean twenty more minutes? Wasn't it just twenty minutes a moment ago?"

"Sigh, I feel like time's crawling too—keep firing, skeletons are climbing up!"

The elves' bowfire never let up.

Arrows rained down on the skeletons' bodies, armor, and shields.

But the skeletons showed no reaction at all.

They felt no pain, knew no fear, walking straight into the arrows as they kept hacking at the wall.

The *tak-tak-tak* of chiseling rang out everywhere.

Hearing that sound, the elves' morale was bound to be affected.

Plenty of skeletons were shot to pieces, collapsing into heaps of bone shards.

But there were just too many of them.

They couldn't possibly shoot them all down.

And bow damage was too low—unless they blew a skull apart, one arrow couldn't kill; it took several hits.

Outside the entire wall, close to ten thousand skeletons were running rampant.

Most were bare white bone, clutching only metal weapons and shields in their hands.

Plenty of those shields and white bones already had a few arrows stuck in them.

But it didn't faze them one bit—green flames still flickered in their empty eye sockets as they attacked the wall without a care.

Among them, roughly three thousand wore leather armor.

Those leather-armored skeletons were noticeably taller, with thicker, heavier bones.

Their weapons looked better-made too.

Their attack speed and movement speed were clearly higher.

They also actively blocked and dodged the incoming arrows.

They wove through Bai Bai's bone horde, attacking the wall alongside the rest—third-tier Skeleton Wanderers, all of them.

Another roughly one thousand skeletons wore iron armor.