novelODS Chapter 105 Trembling with Excitement: Unifying the World
Chapter 105 Trembling with Excitement: Unifying the World
Chapter 105 Trembling with Excitement: Unifying the World
The appearance of the Hou tribe warriors was like a red-hot iron needle, piercing the long-suppressed atmosphere of the camp.
The low, subtle murmurs vanished instantly, replaced by the thunderous roar of countless feet pounding on solid ground.
"Close the side door! Reinforce the defenses!"
On the high platform, the commander of the land and rivers gave a command.
The huge winch began to turn, and the heavy gate, made of a mixture of animal hide and metal, slowly descended.
This gate completely blocked the entrance to the camp on the side where the Xiong tribe's war strategist was located, and the spikes under the high wall gleamed with a chilling light in the morning light.
Tianxia Buwu followed the Xiong tribe warriors who had sprung into action to the high wall, their eyes fixed on the approaching Hou tribe warriors, looking past the layers of defensive fortifications.
It was not just an army, but more like a colossal beast awakened from antiquity.
The racial cloud, like a low-hanging blood-red curtain, pressed heavily over the wilderness, and wherever it passed, even the wind seemed to freeze.
A nauseating stench filled the air, a mixture of blood and killing intent emanating from countless Howling Clan warriors.
As the saying goes, when there are tens of thousands of people, there is no end in sight.
This Roaring Clan warrior army is quite large; at first glance, it's impossible to count how many people there are.
As a modern person, he had never had any experience in this area, so he naturally could not estimate the number of warriors in this tribe.
This scene is incomparable to the large armies in movies and TV dramas; extras could never create this kind of overwhelming, realistic killing intent.
Seeing this scene, Tenka Fubu was completely shocked.
On the contrary, the Xiong tribe soldiers around him breathed a sigh of relief.
Three roaring clans with tens of thousands of soldiers each.
The human warriors could tell from the size of the Roar Clan's warriors that this was probably not a general offensive by the clan.
Living in such a world, one must be sensitive to this.
Bang~ Bang~ Bang~
The heavy footsteps grew closer, and the tremors of the ground turned into a violent shaking.
The supplies placed in the camp were pulsating slightly, groaning under the weight of the load.
To be honest, after assessing the size of the attacking tribal war division, the soldiers of the Youxiong tribe were not too nervous.
The three Roaring Clan's ten-thousand-strong warrior divisions are indeed an extremely terrifying force.
If placed within the territory of the Mountain Rhyme Military Department, no tribe could rival it.
But don't forget that the camp contains nearly 100,000 soldiers from the Ministry of War and warriors from various tribes who came to its aid.
Meanwhile, several 10,000-strong divisions from the Ministry of War were stationed outside the light screen as reserve forces.
With a mere 30,000 Roaring Tribe warriors advancing openly, they wouldn't even need to take down the camp, let alone have the support of the various tribes' warriors. The Ministry of War's own strength would be enough to annihilate this tribal army.
"Everyone, to your positions!"
Xiong Ling appeared on the high wall, holding a huge battle axe taller than herself, her face grim.
Her nearly one hundred Xiong tribe warriors took their positions and lined up in a row on the high wall.
As promised by the Ministry of War, the Ministry of War will not use these supporting divisions as cannon fodder; they only need to be responsible for defense.
After all, that commander of ten thousand men had no intention of holding out.
The Horde can decide when to attack and how to end it, but the Roaring Horde cannot control it.
To Tianxia Buwu's surprise, a large number of soldiers surged in from the left and right sides, coming from the other unblocked exits on both sides of the camp.
These elite soldiers of the Mountain Rhyme Army quickly formed a neat square formation.
They were covered in heavy iron armor, and their spears were like a forest, their tips pointing straight to the sky.
Streams of blood energy rose from their bodies and converged in mid-air, instantly forming an equally massive cloud of racial energy that rivaled the racial energy from afar.
After the racial aura belonging to the Mountain Rhyme Army rose, Tianxia Buwu, who was within the coverage area of the racial aura, felt a sense of relief, as if he had suddenly returned to the ground from a plateau thousands of meters above sea level.
The number of soldiers from the mountain camp beneath the high walls continued to increase, with more and more soldiers pouring out of the camp and joining this formation.
The already enormous cloud of race energy thus became even thicker and more solid.
Standing on a high platform in the center of the camp, Shanhe Wanfuzhang could easily take in the entire situation with his strength.
When dealing with other races, there's no need to talk about fairness.
After confirming the size of the enemy army, he directly mobilized four divisions of ten thousand soldiers each.
Leaving aside the warriors supported by various tribes, the Shan Yun Military Department only had six complete 10,000-man warriors in the camps within the light screen. He dispatched most of them at once, just to ensure that he had a numerical advantage.
When the cloud of dust that blotted out the sky finally stopped a kilometer in front of the camp, the world seemed to fall into a moment of deathly silence.
There was no pre-battle salutation ceremony.
Both sides are fighting for their race and will not be swayed by words.
"All troops, attack!" The leader of the Howling Clan's ten-thousand-man commander raised his sword, the tip pointing directly at the camp.
Countless streams of blood energy surged forth, forming a torrent entirely composed of bronze and flesh.
The Roaring Clan warriors, clad in heavy bronze armor and wielding massive shields, left deep footprints in the ground with every step they took.
Behind them, a dense swarm of Roaring Clan warriors followed closely, their roars shaking the heavens and the earth. Even when facing the Mountain Rhyme Army, which outnumbered them, they showed no fear whatsoever.
"This—this is too much."
Tenka Fubu's voice trembled slightly, and the bone knife in his hand shook gently.
This is the purest physiological reaction.
He was, after all, a modern man who had never experienced a war of such scale.
But his trembling wasn't out of fear; it was more like the inexplicable excitement caused by a surge of adrenaline.
If he could, he would even like to light a cigarette right now.
Below, countless Howling Clan warriors charged towards the Mountain Rhyme Army formation.
The earth seemed to tremble at that moment, and even the air was compressed and made to explode.
"Release the arrows!"
In the horizontally arranged array, the voice of the commander of the Shantao tribe resounded like thunder.
Swish swish—
In an instant, countless arrows imbued with boundless blood energy shot out.
With the physical attributes of a soldier, projectile shots are unlikely to cause any damage; direct fire is the most effective way to maximize their lethality.
The rain of arrows was like a moving wall, sweeping across and slamming into the Roaring Clan's ranks.
The sounds of arrows piercing flesh blended together, accompanied by the painful howls of the Roaring Tribe warriors.
Unfortunately, because the tribal warriors at the forefront were holding giant shields, the casualties caused by the rain of arrows were only a drop in the ocean for the army.
The following Roaring Clan warriors stepped over the corpses of their comrades, their speed increasing rather than decreasing, and quickly traversed the short distance of a few hundred meters, crashing hard into the Mountain Rhyme warriors who were waiting in battle.