Chapter 1379: The Might of Heavenly Thunder

After a brief battle, the Jiang Surname Tribe realized they were clearly outmatched and began to retreat one after another. By this time, their numbers had already been reduced by more than half, and the allies they were waiting for were still nowhere to be seen. This was what made them most desperate; if their allies did not come, they were now at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

On the other side, the soldiers of the Jiang Surname Tribe had already spotted the Huaxia team and realized they were already engaged with the people of the Jiang Surname Tribe opposite them, so they began a rapid charge, wanting to hurry over to help.

Fortunately, Shaoyin had already left behind some Huaxia soldiers to deal with the enemies who had emerged. Without needing an order from Shaoyin, they each picked up a Bomb, blew on their Fire Tinder to ignite it, and when the distance was about right, they lit it and threw it.

The charging Jiang Surname Tribe had no intention of throwing Spears, because they were afraid of accidentally injuring their own people in the chaotic melee, so they just held their Weapons and charged forward.

As a result, they saw something flying toward them. At first glance, they thought it was a stone and hurriedly dodged to the side, but after that thing landed on the ground, it didn't act like a stone at all; it felt lighter and was even smoking. What was this thing?

Most people just took one look and kept running. One person, too full of curiosity, was just about to squat down to pick it up and take a look, but before their hand even touched it, they heard a 'Bang!', and then their body was shattered.

The Cement shards, porcelain fragments, and such inside the Explosive Pack turned into rapidly moving sharp blades, cutting the people around them. The power was not enough to shatter a person, but the shrapnel mercilessly pierced into their bodies, or even penetrated through them.

The loud noise also made them stop in their tracks immediately. Shock and fear struck at the same time, leaving them at a loss.

"It's the Heavenly Thunder!" someone suddenly shouted, but many people's ears were already buzzing, their minds were sluggish, and they couldn't react.

The soldiers who realized something was wrong had already started to turn back and flee. Facing the continuous and dense Heavenly Thunder, they had no desire to fight at all. Furthermore, there were too few of them; they didn't think at all that they could defeat such a team, so saving their lives was the priority.

Those soldiers pursued the victory, continuing to throw a batch of Bombs, but the distance was limited. This time, it was all thunder and no rain, failing to cause enough damage, but such continuous explosions had completely driven back those charging enemies. One by one, they ran as far as they could, with no thought of advancing.

The sound of the explosions here reached the enemies engaged in battle over there, and they were also frightened. Now, the personal experience from last year combined with increasingly terrifying rumors made them fear the Heavenly Thunder immensely. Now, as soon as the sound rang out, their hands would tremble, and their reactions would slow down.

Once their reactions slowed, they were easily hit. They were immediately attacked by the Huaxia and Xuanyuan Tribe soldiers, suffering injuries or even death on the spot. Those who realized what was happening completely lost the thought of continuing to fight and just blindly fled.

That series of sounds just now, let alone the people of the Jiang Surname Tribe, even the Huaxia soldiers, who were already accustomed to the sound of explosions, were startled. Fortunately, they knew what it was and would not turn their heads to look back. The Xuanyuan Tribe soldiers all had the urge to turn and look.

The enemies soon finished running. After the Cavalry pursued for a distance, they felt that the cattle's stamina was reaching its limit, so they hurriedly braked, stopped the pursuit, and began to return, only finishing off enemies who had already fallen along the way as the situation required.

Those lying still had to be finished off with a Knife, because such people were either completely dead or were playing dead, preparing to take the opportunity to escape, or were preparing to play dirty tricks on those coming to clear the battlefield. They had to be finished off.

As for those still wailing while clutching their wounds, there was no need to finish them off. Those who still had the strength to wail could basically still have their lives saved. If their limbs were not seriously injured and they wouldn't be disabled, Huaxia would find a way to treat them—simple treatment, just enough to keep them alive.

Huaxia needed such prisoners of war. Various dangerous factories all needed such Slaves, especially the Cement factory, which was now gradually using Slaves to replace Huaxia Workers. The Huaxia Workers were doing work like gathering, transporting Lime ore, and tending fires.

Work like unloading kilns and bagging, which would cause serious and irreversible damage to the body, could only be done by Slaves. Those Workers who first worked in the Cement factory now found even breathing a difficult task, but Huaxia had no way to treat them. Surgeries like lung washing—Huaxia simply didn't have that technology.

As for taking medicine or anything, that was completely useless. Baifeng didn't waste that effort either. He still felt indebted to those Workers, but there was no way at that time; he could only give them a better life. Now, using Slaves as replacements, although people would still die, at least it wasn't Huaxia people dying; it was just Slaves, so it wasn't a big problem.

After the Cavalry reached the team, they immediately got off the cattle to relieve them of their burden. After all, running while carrying nearly three hundred catties of weight put too much pressure on them and caused great harm to the cattle.

The Cavalry all cherished their mounts, so they got off the cattle first to reduce the load upon returning, then walked slowly with the cattle. After the sweat on the cattle subsided, they used cloth to wipe the cattle's sweat dry, removed the Leather Armor, and let the cattle relax first.

As for themselves, wearing dozens of catties of armor was indeed very strenuous, but people could take care of themselves. They would serve the cattle well first, then look at themselves.

Shaoyin no longer bothered with the Cavalry, just directing everyone: "Advance in line, search step by step. Finish off the crippled and severely wounded with your Knives! For the lightly wounded who are not crippled, keep them and drag them to the side for emergency treatment!"

After the order was given, everyone quickly formed a line and then advanced. The Xuanyuan Tribe soldiers had not undergone such training as Huaxia, but they all learned from the Huaxia soldiers and advanced in a line together.

The scale of this battle was small, and the battlefield was not large. They quickly cleared one side. After a count, they had killed more than seventy enemies and captured more than thirty, the kind that looked like they could still be saved.

The other side was even easier to clean up. There were mostly dead and wounded. They had charged densely and far forward, but the number of Bombs in the first wave of attacks was small. After counting, only twenty-something had died, and there were only six captives. Two of them were stunned by the explosions, with blood flowing from their noses and ears. It was unknown if they could still live; in any case, they were already deaf and a bit sluggish.

If their internal organs were not injured, they could still live; if their internal organs were injured, they would probably die soon too.