Chapter 1550: First Battle Victory

Meng Zhangxing also urged A Ya: "Why are you in a hurry?

Only a hundred thousand troops! Those yin souls in this kid's hands can wipe them all out! So you don't need to worry at all; just let him arrange it!"

Meng Zhangxing really isn't in a hurry at all.

He even hopes to fight Ye Liuyun again and wipe out this hundred-thousand-strong army!

Ye Liuyun activated his Heavenly Roaming Boots and arrived at the Spell Tribe half a day early.

Seeing Ye Liuyun return on his own, the Clan Chief thought A Ya had run into trouble!

"A Ya..." the Clan Chief asked Ye Liuyun with a heavy heart.

"A Ya is safe, but your tribe is in danger."

Ye Liuyun briefly explained what had happened and told the Clan Chief that a hundred-thousand-strong army was marching to attack.

Upon hearing this, the Clan Chief immediately summoned the tribespeople to prepare defenses.

Ye Liuyun also contacted A Ya and the others via a Transmission Talisman, informing them of the situation here.

"Find a safe place and wait for now; I will help the Spell Tribe resist the great army."

Ye Liuyun told everyone.

"I still want to fight the enemy alongside you!"

Meng Zhangxing, on the other hand, was eager to give it a try.

"Not needed for now.

You guard the army's retreat route, watch for coming and going personnel, and if reinforcements arrive, let me know in advance!

Ye Liuyun felt that, given their abilities, they wouldn't be of much help; it would be better to ensure his own safety.

But not giving them any tasks would risk them causing trouble elsewhere, so he had them patrol outside and relay information.

The Spell Tribe's people, young and old, all took up arms; although they were quite tense, they did not panic.

No one blamed A Ya either; it seemed these people were still very united.

Soon, the great army arrived and surrounded the Spell Tribe's settlement.

This great army was the private force of a well-known prince of the Nan Xiang Empire, Luo Qianmo.

He himself was at the Sixth Layer of Heavenly Venerate.

Upon hearing that they were to deal with a native tribe, he immediately volunteered for battle.

Luo Qianmo felt that wiping out a tribe was much easier than fighting the Northern Eagle Empire on the battlefield.

He thought he could easily accomplish the mission.

The hundred-thousand-strong army encircled the Spell Tribe's settlement completely.

Luo Qianmo only arrived at the front lines and shouted from afar at the Spell Tribe: "The Spell Tribe has a woman who participated in rebellion and killed an Imperial Prince; her crime is unforgivable.

"You must hand over that woman and her accomplices within the next two hours!"

He also knew the Spell Tribe's strength, so he dared not get too close.

Ye Liuyun, upon seeing his formation, knew he intended to launch an attack relying on the warships.

He also immediately informed the Clan Chief, telling him to prepare in advance.

If the Spell Tribe could handle this great army on its own, he had no intention of intervening.

The Clan Chief was deeply grateful to Ye Liuyun for bringing the news and also placed great trust in him.

He immediately notified the tribespeople to directly cast spells upon those warships.

They paid no heed to what Luo Qianmo told them to do—handing over the tribespeople was utterly impossible.

They went straight into battle.

"These Spell Tribe people, indeed not leaving a trace!"

Ye Liuyun thought to himself.

At the same time, he used his Divine Sense to help the Spell Tribe scout the battlefield.

One person's spellcraft has limited power, but with so many Spell Tribe members casting spells together, it becomes far more formidable.

The soldiers inside the warships immediately felt their vitality draining rapidly.

"They've launched their attack!"

These soldiers, however, immediately fell into panic—some warships were at a loss, others began to retreat, and in an instant the warship formation fell into utter chaos.

"A mere tribe dares to resist! Then don't blame us for not being courteous—attack!"

Luo Qianmo also issued the order to attack.

Yet his warships, even those that managed to charge forward, were only a few scattered vessels; most of the warships lay paralyzed.

The Spell Tribe's stockades, made of wood and stone, appeared flimsy, yet the warships' bombardment was entirely blocked by the strong light emitted from those rough walls.

Ye Liuyun discovered that the Spell Tribe had set up no formation; the strong light on the walls came from some Spell Tribe members casting spells on the Spirit Communication Stone Platform, drawing power from the platform to repel the attack.

"How dare they resist the heavenly might of our empire?

"Kill them all!"

At Luo Qianmo's command, his Grand Commander launched a full-scale assault.

The hundred-thousand-strong army surged from all directions like a tide toward the Spell Tribe.

The Spell Tribe's people remained calm, continuing to chant their spells at a steady pace.

Most of the tribespeople gathered near the Spirit Communication Platform.

Their spellcraft was not directed at the soldiers; instead, they channeled power through the Spirit Communication Platform to make the walls' light blaze brighter.

Any attacking soldier who touched the walls' light had his vitality instantly drained and collapsed, unable to rise.

The vitality thus drained was also absorbed by the light, making the light even stronger.

The surrounding soldiers immediately halted and began to unleash their True Essence in bombardments.

At the same time, the army's Warship also responded, following behind the army, and bombarded the stockade from afar.

This way, the Curse Clan became much more passive, purely defensive with no offense, and will eventually exhaust the energy of the Spirit Stone Platform.

Ye Liuyun was worrying, when he suddenly saw those Curse Clan begin releasing sigils and actively counterattacking the army outside the tribe.

Although the Curse Clan numbered few, each releasing a ferocious beast could amount to over ten thousand.

These ferocious beasts were enough to form a beast tide, charging into the army, unstoppable.

Luo Qianmo's Warship also began bombarding the beast tide, but the number of ferocious beasts was simply too great, and the army suffered heavy casualties.

However, this wasn't over yet; the first batch of beast tide hadn't been wiped out, and the Curse Clan released another batch of ferocious beasts.

"These damned natives!"

Luo Qianmo cursed for a while, but had no choice but to announce a temporary retreat.

Ye Liuyun also didn't expect that this army's combat strength was truly weak; in the first engagement, it let the Curse Clan win a great victory.

The battlefield was littered with many soldier corpses, while the Curse Clan suffered not a single casualty.

However, the Curse Clan people lacked combat experience and didn't know how to pursue victory.

If they directed the beast tide to continue the pursuit, they could at least drive these soldiers thousands of miles away.

But now, the enemy had only withdrawn a hundred li, and had also set up a defensive formation; if they tried to attack with the beast tide again, the losses would be great.

Moreover, as soon as the enemy retreated, the Curse Clan people immediately relaxed and began cheering celebrations.

Ye Liuyun also shook his head helplessly.

After all, this is the Curse Clan's habit; he couldn't change it all at once.

He merely informed Aya of the situation here, so they wouldn't worry.

"Ah?"

"Without you taking action, the Curse Clan would have won?"

Meng Zhangxing and the others also felt incredulous.

As long as Aya wasn't surprised.

He merely worried that more reinforcements would arrive.

Otherwise, with these hundred thousand people, the Spirit Stone Platform should be able to hold.