Chapter 444

Over a dozen Naga warriors swayed their bodies without emotion, closing in, blades raised.

"Kill, hiss!"

"Cut them all down, hiss!"

Screams rang out.

A dull thud of chopping meat rang out.

Soon, the harpy in the sky shouted again.

"Nicely killed, caw."

"Over here, caw!"

"There are nine of them here!"

"They ran off that way!"

The Naga warriors raised their torches, swaying their serpentine bodies, and swiftly burrowed into the forest.

The Naga were not as agile as these vampires.

But these vampires had no stamina left.

No matter how high their agility, without stamina it was useless.

Harpies in the sky provided positioning, while Naga on the ground held torches for illumination.

The vampires felt utterly despairing.

From the very start, Zhao Chi had never placed the harpies and Naga in the combat formation.

It wasn't that he was reluctant to use them.

It was that they couldn't be relied upon.

No need to mention the harpies—thriving in a winning fight, but in a losing one they became airborne goblins and would simply flee.

The Naga warriors' combat strength was decent.

But their obedience wasn't high, and they were also affected by morale.

If these sixteen Naga warriors had been thrown into the battlefield from the start, they could only have held off sixteen vampire warriors.

But that would have accomplished nothing.

It wouldn't have helped the battle situation at all.

Besides, they had no Fearless trait and would quickly collapse and flee.

So Zhao Chi ultimately assigned them a pursuit mission.

So far, they seemed to be executing it quite well.

Unfortunately, their numbers were too small to kill too many fleeing vampires.

But with their continuous pursuit, they could keep draining the vampires' stamina.

Keeping them from ever resting or recovering their fighting strength.

And this was actually quite good.

They didn't kill many, so they couldn't gain much experience. Later, once the female soldiers finished the main battlefield, they could come deal with the exhausted vampires.

This way, most of the experience could still go to Gu Qing and the others.

Two birds with one stone.

As for those two hundred flower fairies, they were currently unable to fight at all.

Their wings hadn't grown out yet. If they were sent to fight, it would simply be delivering desserts to the vampires.

Zhao Chi had them all hiding inside the lord's manor.

On the battlefield.

Zhao Ji had already blasted out over a dozen large fireballs.

The power was truly impressive, but Tang Ruan had only been hit head-on three times; the other fireballs had merely grazed her or been blocked by her iron shield.

This was also why Tang Ruan would rather endure the searing pain on her hands than let go of the iron shield.

After all, her armor was gone.

She still needed the iron shield for defense.

Her body was covered only in leather strips and cloth strips, barely enough to protect her private areas, with absolutely no defensive capability to speak of.

Tang Ruan's laughter and her constant agile dodging had a huge impact on Zhao Ji.

He was a noble, after all—his pride was strong.

Being mocked like this by a commoner, and a woman at that, he simply couldn't swallow this insult.

Even though Tang Ruan was good-looking, that was unforgivable.

By now, besides the provocation factor, Zhao Ji probably also had a layer of spiteful stubbornness.

Making him even more firmly drawn to Tang Ruan.

Li Yan was slightly different.

He was a hero leaning toward support.

At first, he would still dispel Tang Ruan's provocation.

But after seeing the battlefield situation, he felt that taking down Tang Ruan first was also fine.

So he stopped dispelling the provocation.

This saved spiritual power, allowing him to use more offensive spiritual techniques.

Like the flames shooting from his hands.

Once Tang Ruan was dealt with, the provocation skill would naturally be removed.

Moreover, Zhou Qian and Zuo Yuan's combat strength was solid, and they had brought fifty capable vampire soldiers. Dealing with those women who obviously looked soft and weak—wasn't that a matter of minutes?

Moreover, based on prior experience.

These humans who only know how to farm would be innately terrified upon seeing the Blood Clan, and their morale would plummet even before any clash.

In battle, they would collapse at the very first contact.

If even human males are like this, what use could these women possibly be?

We can capture all of them.

Ship them back and keep them slowly.

Besides for pleasure, we can also drain their blood every day.

Even if they die from the draining, we can still eat the meat.

One woman, three uses.

Li Yan is, admittedly, a calm and collected hero.

His analysis and plan do indeed make sense.

Under normal circumstances, there would be no problem.

Unfortunately…

This is not a normal circumstance.

He absolutely could not have anticipated that those women, who look frail, actually have extremely strong attributes, comparable to those of the Blood Clan at night.

Not only are their attributes strong, they absolutely will not collapse or surrender.

No matter how low their morale drops, even if only one person remains, they will fight to the death.

This is not Li Yan's fault.

No one could have foreseen this.

And Li Yan himself, because he did not dispel the provocation at the first moment, truly ended up sinking into it.

Sinking deeper and deeper.

Now in his heart there is only one thought: burn Tang Ruan to death as quickly as possible.

Zhao Chi and Gu Qing merged into one.

Leading the remaining 150-plus people, they charged at Tang Ruan.

Zhao Chi shouted: "Gu Qing, I take the left, you take the right — pincer attack!"

Gu Qing: "Understood!"

Quickly, these 150 people split into two columns and charged forward in full force.

Zhao Chi shouted loudly: "Tang Ruan, come this way!"

Tang Ruan, panting, laughed: "It's finally about to end. Here I come, hahahaha."

She was still laughing, but her laughter was noticeably weak.