Chapter 120: My King, Think Thrice

Suddenly, a burst of light lit up in the trenches. Flying knives, flying swords, iron balls, and rings—all kinds of magic treasures shot out from the trenches, instantly knocking down dozens of Wu tribe warriors who were leaping in the air.

The subsequent large force of the Wu tribe ignored these casualties, like a green tide submerging the first few trenches. Numerous Wu tribe warriors jumped into the trenches and began to fight hand-to-hand with the human cultivators.

It was just that in the narrow trenches, the speed of the Wu tribe warriors couldn't be exerted at all. After jumping in, they could only fight head-on with the human cultivators. In the blink of an eye, over a hundred warriors were beheaded, while only a dozen human cultivators were injured.

On the platform, the Great Shaman snorted, very displeased. The general beside him immediately let out a sharp whistle, the sound traveling ten miles. The second batch of the Wu tribe's army began to move. This batch of warriors was about a thousand strong, all riding a large lizard ten feet long.

This kind of giant lizard was highly poisonous and moved quickly, and could also swim at high speed in water, making it an excellent choice for a mount in swampy areas. In past wars, the poisonous lizard cavalry had caused the human race to suffer greatly.

But the Wu tribe's attack didn't stop there. Two shamans danced weirdly around a bonfire, the flames gradually turning from red to ink-green, and then a blood cloud appeared above the human position, raining down blood!

Yun Feifei gave a shout, and the human cultivators within the area covered by the blood rain retreated rapidly along the trenches, escaping the blood rain area. If it were on flat ground, with the entanglement of the Wu tribe warriors, wanting to retreat would definitely require heavy casualties, but retreating along the trenches was much more convenient. Batches of Wu tribe warriors jumped into the trenches wanting to block them, but were all hacked down in the blink of an eye. Some Wu tribe warriors who stood on the edge of the trenches were also killed or injured by magic treasures flying up from below.

If it were just simple trenches, naturally such results couldn't be achieved. Wei Yuan's initial order was just to dig ditches, but since it concerned his own life, these cultivators had all kinds of whimsical ideas as they dug. Many of them were veteran thieves in the Jianghu, and they contributed quite a few traps and underhanded tricks.

In addition to ordinary trenches, the cultivators also dug many underground passages and temporary hiding caves, and all the entrances to the passages and caves were laid with various traps. Whenever there were too many Wu tribe warriors in a section of the trench, the cultivators would hide in the underground passages and then kill them when the Wu tribe warriors entered the caves. Even if they couldn't hold out in the caves, they could escape along the tunnels to other trenches and then guard the tunnel entrances, hacking down any Wu tribe warrior who popped out.

But the Wu tribe's army was numerous and powerful, sweeping through the entire position like a tide, firmly pressing hundreds of human cultivators into the trenches. A small team of poisonous lizard cavalry bypassed the position and charged toward Wei Yuan and the others on high ground.

It was about time; Wei Yuan's heart moved, and the Azure Void restarted the boundary domain!

A streak of clear light shot straight into the sky, and countless light spots and rain threads drifted out from the clear light. The surrounding damp wind and poisonous gas were rapidly pushed away, beginning to transform into a human-clear domain.

All the human cultivators felt their spirits lift, clearly feeling threads of spiritual energy seeping into their bodies, and the recovery speed of their spiritual power directly doubled. Some who had been dizzy from poison also became clear-headed, and the symptoms of poisoning and weakness were greatly reduced, thus restoring their combat power.

The Wu tribe warriors began to feel weak and powerless, their speed obviously slowing down by a few points. Many warriors looked around in panic, not understanding what had happened.

In the human-clear domain, the human cultivators' morale soared, fighting to the death, and in an instant, they hacked down swathes of the Wu tribe.

A big man had several poisonous spears stuck in his body, and his leg was bitten by a poisonous lizard; he had been on the verge of death, but at this moment, he suddenly gained strength, roared, grabbed the poisonous lizard's mouth, and actually pried it open, then exerted force again, fiercely breaking the poisonous lizard's lower jaw, only then laughing three times before falling to the ground and dying.

On the platform, seeing the large area of human-clear domain that had suddenly appeared, the Great Shaman stood up, furious. But at this moment, four thousand infantry and one thousand poisonous lizard cavalry were all deeply trapped in positional warfare, completely shrouded by the human-clear domain. Moreover, the human-clear domain was still rapidly strengthening, so strong that it completely defied common sense; even the boundary domains established by the human race for a hundred years were nothing more than this!

The sudden appearance of the human-clear domain immediately caused the Wu tribe's army casualties to increase rapidly, and chaos began to appear.

The Great Shaman slowly reached out, revealing a finger like a withered branch, and pointed forward. The general immediately picked up a horn and blew it hard, the sound echoing across the entire battlefield.

Two thousand warriors in front of the platform took a step forward in unison, then lined up and advanced, each step causing the earth to tremble!

They were obviously much taller than ordinary Wu tribe warriors, even taller than Wei Yuan, all wearing heavy armor, holding giant shields and short axes, pressing over like rows of steel walls.

The human cultivators struggling in blood felt the trembling of the earth, and many jumped out of the trenches to look, their faces turning pale. These heavy-armored shield-axe warriors were the true elite of the Wu tribe, ranking alongside the shamans as the two major cores of the army. Their battle axes and shield spikes were all highly poisonous, and each of them had the strength of a Body Forging completion, and they all knew a few shaman curse techniques to some extent.

With such strength, they were not inferior to the human cultivators guarding the position even in one-on-one combat, let alone when they were several times more numerous?

As the shield-axe warriors advanced, ink-green water mist constantly dispersed from the gaps in their armor, turning into rolling poisonous fog in the blink of an eye, approaching the human position along with the phalanx.

Wei Yuan immediately saw that it was not good. These heavy-armored warriors would not be at a disadvantage even if they fell into the trenches, and the poisonous fog they carried would also accumulate in the trenches. Although Jia Wood Gives Birth to Xuan could weaken the toxicity, these heavy-armored warriors were human-shaped poison dispersers; if there were too many of them, the toxicity couldn't be eliminated that quickly.

Once two thousand heavy-armored warriors were allowed to enter the position, the entire human front line might collapse. Wei Yuan picked up his spear, mounted his horse, and gave a shout. A dozen knights gathered around, preparing to charge.

Just as Wei Yuan was about to spur his horse, the reins were suddenly held by someone. Wei Yuan looked down and saw that the one holding him was actually Xu Wenwu! In this battlefield where flesh and blood flew and poisonous gas permeated, why didn't he find a place to hide well, but instead suddenly held him back?

Xu Wenwu looked anxious and shouted, "Big Brother! Think thrice!"

"Think thrice?"

"Yes, the enemy is powerful; why don't we run away? The world is so big, where can't we find some fortuitous encounters?"

The Azure Void had already opened its boundary domain, and Wei Yuan knew everything happening within the domain like the back of his hand. In the time it took for this delay, four or five human cultivators had fallen in the trench position.

Wei Yuan was expressionless and said, "Fine, then I will think thrice before acting."

He took a deep breath and shouted, "One, two, three, do it!"

The warhorse's body size increased suddenly, and flames ignited on its four hooves. Wei Yuan let out an angry roar, his long spear pointed forward, and he charged toward the heavy-armor phalanx! The warhorses of the dozen knights also changed their body size at the same time, their speed increasing explosively, following closely behind Wei Yuan.

Even with a hundred times the enemy in front, he would still charge forward!

The warhorse's speed became faster and faster. Wei Yuan's heart moved, and the Myriad Miles of Rivers and Mountains manifested. Within a thousand feet, it was already completely a human-clear domain! The Wu tribe's heavy-armor phalanx finally appeared in chaos. Many warriors felt a burning pain like fire on their eyes, noses, mouths, and skin exposed outside, and their vision began to blur.

The dozen human knights were all muscular, their body sizes also increased by a circle, and under the blessing of the Myriad Miles of Rivers and Mountains, their combat power directly increased by twenty percent!

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At this moment, a Yushan suddenly appeared in the sky, smashing into the center of the phalanx like a meteor! Countless heavy-armored warriors were shaken into the sky, and dozens of warriors were smashed into meat paste by the Yushan or directly shaken to death. In the boundary domain, the power of Wei Yuan's Dao techniques greatly increased, and the casting was also more rapid; almost as soon as his thought moved, the Yushan manifested.

After two consecutive strikes, the heavy-armor phalanx was in chaos. Wei Yuan had already killed into the phalanx like lightning, his long spear wheeling around, and with one horizontal sweep, he swept away five or six warriors in front of him, invincible!

All the knights followed closely behind Wei Yuan, like a sharp arrowhead, fiercely piercing through the phalanx.

In Wei Yuan's eyes, the movements of the heavy-armored warriors were as slow as snails. His long spear constantly stabbed into and pulled out of one body after another, stabbed in and pulled out. Before he knew it, there were no enemies in front of him; it turned out he had already pierced through the enemy formation, but only nine knights remained following behind him.

Wei Yuan turned his horse around, lowered his upper body, and struck a pose to charge back into the formation. Many Wu tribe heavy-armor warriors immediately huddled together, preparing to deal with Wei Yuan's second charge. Little did they know that Wei Yuan's long spear pointed, and the Yushan in the sky manifested again, whistling down, smashing another group of gathered heavy-armor warriors to death.

Wei Yuan repeated his old trick and killed into the chaotic enemy formation again, and this time, immortal swords burning with flames constantly manifested around his body. The hanging bags carried by the warhorses constantly flew out unfinished magic sword embryos, merging with the manifested immortal sword pseudo-suns, greatly increasing their power. Each sword would kill two or three people before dissipating. Although the immortal sword pseudo-suns were very weak in power, they couldn't stand the quantity being sufficient. At most, a dozen appeared at the same time, and there was no need to talk about accuracy; they just flew around and hacked wildly.

In the blink of an eye, Wei Yuan killed his way out from the other side again. This time, only five people remained following behind him.

The warhorse let out a long neigh, and Wei Yuan turned around again. The heavy-armor phalanx in front was already in chaos. Two Yushan strikes had directly smashed over two hundred people to death. Now these heavy-armor warriors were neither huddled nor scattered, so some huddled and some scattered, and the formation was already in a mess. Wei Yuan made a prompt decision, the immortal sword pseudo-suns circled his body, and he pierced through the enemy formation for the third time!

It was just that when he turned his horse around, there was no one left behind him.

Seeing the heavy casualties of the elite, the Great Shaman on the platform could no longer hold back, stood up abruptly, and beat the big drum beside the throne heavily.

Behind the platform, hundreds of people wrapped in black robes were beheaded, and the blood sprayed from their necks gathered in one place, imprinting a weird, huge rune on the earth.

The Great Shaman muttered and chanted, his voice urgent and dense, like a group of horse wasps flying at the same time. He raised his hand and pointed at Wei Yuan, and his fingertips suddenly exploded, turning into a ball of blood mist!

A ball of scarlet blood cloud appeared inexplicably above Wei Yuan's head, and drops of viscous blood fell on his armor, immediately burning small pits. Wherever Wei Yuan went, that ball of blood cloud followed, always fixed above his head.

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