Chapter 526: The Steel Lumps Are Coming

21st Legion temporary outpost.

"Commander Li, the Lieutenant who wiped out that Orc scout squad is currently tailing an escaping Orc. He has already sent back the general direction. I suggest we dispatch a team to take out those Aliens' stronghold; we have to take it out sooner or later anyway."

Commissar Yake walked into the command tent, saw Li Xianghu, and spoke.

"Hmm, I was just about to find you to discuss this. The sooner this is resolved, the better. It's in your hands."

"No problem, I only need to take half the troops to finish off those Aliens!"

Saying this, Commissar Yake adjusted the high-peaked cap on his head and turned to walk out of the tent.

Soon, Chimera Armored Vehicles and dozens of Leman Russ tanks drove out of the temporary outpost; the Armageddon Soldiers not taken by Commissar Yake looked very disappointed.

A figure was sprinting across the undulating slope; Batu was hunched over the back of a Dire Wolf, dark green blood oozing from the Dire Wolf's ribs.

Batu dared not recall the scene he had witnessed; the sticky sound of the three Steel behemoths' tracks crushing the Juntan was like the whisper of death, and their weapons could even blast through Runic Bone Armor.

The Two-legged Sheep's weapons and equipment didn't have such power before. If it were the old Two-legged Sheep troops, his side would only need to lose a dozen cavalrymen to get close to those three Steel lumps, and then they could use Runic Spears to pierce the Two-legged Sheep's Steel lumps or throw some bombs underneath them.

But this time, the Steel lumps erupted with powerful firepower; they were simply not the Steel lumps of the Two-legged Sheep from before. Their Steel lumps could even fire beams of light, burning through their Runic skeletons.

The Dire Wolf's Claws splashed up a spray of dirt on the ground; Batu could feel the muscles of this Dire Wolf twitching.

Shaking continuously with the run, it flung more dark green blood onto the ground.

"Hold on for another thirty li!"

Batu pressed his forehead, covered in War Marks, against the Dire Wolf's neck and whispered.

But the next second, the Dire Wolf beneath Batu suddenly had its front paws go limp, falling heavily to the ground, and Batu, who was sitting on the Dire Wolf's back, was also thrown off.

"Ugh... ah... ugh..."

After rolling two and a half times on the ground, Batu finally steadied his figure.

Looking at the Dire Wolf that could no longer stand up, Batu took a deep breath and turned to run toward the direction of the Kandong Tribe.

Batu could feel that the appearance of those Steel lumps would definitely not stop here; they would certainly come to attack the tribe, and the death beams sprayed by those Steel lumps would surely cause the tribal warriors heavy losses.

When Batu crested a gentle slope and saw the Kandong Tribe, before he could even catch his breath, he suddenly heard the roar of those Steel lumps coming from behind again.

"Damn it, they appeared here too!"

Batu did not dare to linger and continued to run toward the Kandong Tribe.

He tore the Bone Whistle from his neck and blew it; a sharp whistling sound rang out.

"Quick! Enemy attack!"

The Beast Race Sentinel on the Watchtower saw Batu blowing the Bone Whistle in a sorry state and waving his hands toward this side; he instantly perked up and immediately blew the horn on the Watchtower.

The long, drawn-out sound of the horn rang out again; the butchers at the breeding farm heard the horn and began to return to their tents to retrieve their weapons.

Young warriors wore Runic Bone Armor, and on their exposed arms were War Totems painted with the blood of Two-legged Sheep.

"Rune Cannons, begin loading!"

A Chiliarch directed the Beast Race warriors to push out the Rune Cannons, and the Beast Race warriors pushed the solid Rune Bullets engraved with Runes into the barrels.

The Priest Apprentice began to perform a prayer dance; the tip of the staff in his hand erupted with ghostly blue flames, and the clouds above the entire tribe began to rotate counter-clockwise.

There were also chariots made from Zerg carapaces pulled out, with the Beast Race's ability Runes engraved on the Zerg carapaces.

The Dire Wolf pack pawed the ground restlessly behind the fence. Their eyeballs turned blood-red, and saliva dripped down their Liaya.

The warriors responsible for handling them slit their wrists and fed their own blood to their mounts—this was a ritual to stimulate the bloodlust of the Dire Wolves, ensuring the Dire Wolves would not flee out of fear during a charge.

This time, when the horn sounded, Alanfu was already prepared; several surrounding tribes had sent reinforcements, and he now had the strength to fight.

Upon hearing the horn, Alanfu nodded to the three tribal leaders who had come to support him.

"It seems the Zerg have launched an attack on us. Fortunately, we were prepared. Gather the warriors; prepare to let those Zerg know our power!"

The three tribal leaders all stood up from their respective seats; one of the tribal leaders stuffed a handful of Two-legged Sheep meat into his mouth, and grease flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"Rest assured, those Zerg are definitely not the main force. Our few tribes can easily take them down!"

"Hahaha, that's right, and when the time comes, we'll come back to hold a victory feast!"

"Hahaha..."

Several tribal leaders laughed as they walked out of the tent and began to assemble the Beast Race warriors they had brought.

When the Beast Race warriors from the several tribes had finished assembling, there were about 30,000 people, densely arrayed in formation outside the tribe.

Kandong Tribe leader Alanfu watched his subordinate Chiliarch Batu running toward him in a sorry state and immediately felt that the number of Zerg coming this time must be significant; otherwise, the speed of the Wolf Riders shouldn't have led to the entire army being wiped out.

"Leader! Huff... ha... run! No... not Zerg! It's... the Steel lumps!"

Batu shouted with all his might, but because the distance between the two sides was too great, Alanfu did not hear clearly what Batu was saying.

"Pfft, hahaha, Alanfu, is this your Chiliarch? A dignified Chiliarch, becoming so wretched, isn't that too pathetic?"

A tribal leader watched Batu's wretched figure running toward them and couldn't help but sneer.

Batu's leather boots crushed a cluster of glowing ferns, and purple fluorescent sap splashed onto his Runic Bone Armor.

"Not Zerg! It's the Steel..."

The roar stuck in his burning throat; Batu watched helplessly as Leader Alanfu raised his Rune Battle Axe, with dense Scarlet Runes appearing on the axe blade.

"Prepare to welcome glory!"

Alanfu held the Rune Battle Axe high and shouted to the Beast Race warriors behind him.

Batu finally rushed in front of Alanfu. He grabbed Alanfu's arm and said to Alanfu, panting heavily.

"Leader... no... huff... can't fight, those are..."

Before Batu could finish his words, he was interrupted by sneers.

"Hahaha, cowards should stay in the dung pit!"

Batu saw another tribe's Chiliarch leaning against a Rune Cannon; this one-eyed Orc Centurion looked at Batu provocatively and said with disdain.

"Wait until we kill all the bugs, you can go to the battlefield and pick up some scrap..."

At this moment, a roar came from afar, the roar coming from the other side of the earthen slope. Batu's pupils contracted sharply—they were here! Those Steel lumps were here!