178: Chapter 178 Clash of Armies

The four thousand Golden Armored Spearman led by Lin Feng, like a silent cloud of death approaching in the night, relied on the astonishing flight speed of the Dragon-Blood Steed to effortlessly intercept the Minotaur battalion trekking across the wilderness without much trouble.

When the charred ruins of the Split-Hoof Tribe vaguely emerged on the distant horizon, the unease in Captain Luoyi's heart reached its peak.

"Something is wrong... It's too quiet..."

Captain Luoyi reined in his mount, two streams of white Qi puffing from his thick nostrils, his bovine eyes fixed intently on the old site of the tribe that remained only as shadows under the dim starlight.

There were no campfires, no patrolling sentries, not even the howling of beasts.

There was only the whimpering of the night wind blowing over the scorched earth. The alarm bells in his heart rang frantically; Chief might have really met with misfortune!

"All troops! Accelerate! Advance at a run in combat formation!" Captain Luoyi made an immediate decision, raising his battle axe and roaring.

However, the order had just left his lips when, "Whoosh! Boom, boom, boom!" A low, oppressive, and rapidly approaching sound of wind being torn apart, like countless giant leather drums being beaten at once, came without warning from the night sky above them!

The sound came from afar and approached rapidly, with astonishing speed!

Captain Luoyi jerked his head up, his pupils suddenly constricting.

He saw that in the night sky ahead of them, a massive shadow blocking out the starlight was rapidly enlarging and descending!

That was not a dark cloud, but countless flying mounts flapping their fleshy wings, and the cavalry riding upon them, their armor reflecting the cold moonlight!

The number was so vast that it formed a dark mass, instantly flying over their heads and hovering at a low altitude of a few dozen meters, like a Sword of Damocles hanging over them.

"Flying cavalry... so many..." Captain Luoyi's heart instantly sank to the bottom, and his last shred of luck vanished.

The Split-Hoof Tribe had likely already been wiped out.

And this special aerial force before him certainly did not belong to their Kingdom; the answer was self-evident.

Run? Facing an enemy that held absolute air superiority, running in open terrain was just being a living target.

"Form up! Circular defensive formation! Shield wall facing outward! Spearmen, prepare for anti-air! Shamans, cast defensive buffs!" Captain Luoyi was, after all, a battle-hardened fierce general, and he instantly made the most rational and only choice.

He roared hoarsely, his voice carrying through the night wind to the entire army.

The one thousand Gold-tier Minotaur elites displayed an extremely high level of military discipline; despite their shock, they obeyed orders strictly.

Heavy tower shields "thumped" onto the ground, instantly connecting into an airtight circular steel barrier.

Four-meter-long heavy spears bristled through the gaps in the shields like a forest, pointing diagonally at the sky.

A few Minotaur Shamans in the ranks began to chant, and earthy yellow light lit up within the formation, covering the warriors in a rock-like phantasm.

Almost the moment the Minotaur formation was completed, Lin Feng took the lead, riding an exceptionally majestic Dragon-Blood Steed, and hovered in the air directly in front of the formation.

The crimson gold coiling dragon spear in his hand hung low, the tip pointing from afar at Captain Luoyi within the formation, his cold gaze like a goshawk overlooking its prey.

Four thousand Golden Armored Spearman lined up neatly behind him, silent as mountains.

There was only the occasional snort of the Dragon-Blood Steeds and the faint sound of wind as they adjusted their wings, but the majestic Aura and biting killing intent gathered together already made many warriors in the Minotaur formation below breathe rapidly.

Captain Luoyi suppressed the raging waves in his heart and looked up at the Golden Armored general in the sky, whose Aura was not a whit inferior to his own, and even added a few points of iron-blooded sharpness.

Looking at that despair-inducing army behind him, he swallowed hard.

Using all his strength to make his voice sound steady, yet still carrying an undisguised anger and questioning tone, he roared at the sky: "You... Purple Moon Dynasty! What exactly is your intention! Is there no longer the scourge of 'extraterrestrial pollution' and 'Otherworld Lord' within your borders?"

"To actually attack our Minotaur Kingdom with full force at this time! Even if you win this battle, how much strength will you have left to deal with the monsters everywhere and the Otherworld enemies eyeing you like tigers?" He tried to use the big picture to shake the opponent, even if there was only a sliver of possibility.

However, Lin Feng only looked down at him indifferently from above, as if watching an ant trying to reason with a storm.

He spoke slowly, his voice amplified by Dou Qi, clearly spreading across the battlefield, carrying a deliberate arrogance and indifference belonging to a "conqueror": "How the Purple Moon Dynasty acts, why should we explain to uncivilized barbarians like you? Do we need a reason to crush you?"

Before the words fell, the golden-red Battle Intent in Lin Feng's eyes exploded!

He stopped talking nonsense, suddenly raised the spear in his hand high to the sky, and his roar resounded through the clouds: "Red Sun subordinates, Qi and blood connected, War Soul Condensation!" "Hah!!"

Four thousand Golden Armored Spearman, who had long been ready, roared in unison, the sound wave like thunder!

Majestic Qi and blood, desperate Battle Intent, and the thick Evil Qi accumulated from fighting under the Blood Moon these days, like four thousand trails of wolf smoke, rushed into the sky and surged wildly toward Lin Feng at the front of the formation!

"Boom!!!" A thirty-meter-tall Avatar of the Red Sun War God, seemingly cast from red gold and burning with raging sun true fire, stood majestically between heaven and earth!

Unlike before, this time the War Soul Condensation had an exceptionally spirited Dragon-Blood Steed avatar, also formed from Battle Intent, beneath it!

Man and horse as one, adding boundless might and the determination to charge and break through enemy lines!

The moment the Avatar appeared, the terrifying pressure, like a tangible mountain, slammed down onto the Minotaur defensive formation!

That magnificent Divine Might, that Battle Intent so scorching it felt like it would evaporate blood, had reached the terrifying level of a 7-star Platinum-tier!

"Legion... Legion Battle Soul?" Captain Luoyi looked up at the Incarnation of war that stood tall between heaven and earth, as if stepping out of a myth.

His bovine eyes were widened to the limit, bloodshot, and the last shred of courage to resist in his heart was trembling under that boundless pressure!

He remembered the only general in the Kingdom who could manifest a Battle Soul.

That was a battlefield divine skill that required tens of thousands or even a hundred thousand elite troops to be of one mind and tempered through a hundred battles to conceive!

This human general before him could actually do it with only four thousand people? And the power was so horrifying!

Despair, like a cold viper, instantly bit into his heart.

"For the Kingdom! Fight to the death!!!" Captain Luoyi let out a beast-like roar, trying to dispel the fear in his heart, and waving his giant axe, he launched a doomed, tragic final charge toward the crushing Scarlet Sun Avatar.

The ensuing battle was less of a confrontation and more of a crushing defeat.

Every swing of the giant flame spear in the Scarlet Sun Avatar's hand, completely condensed from Battle Intent, could send dozens of Minotaur warriors flying and incinerate them along with their shields!

Every stomp of the Dragon-Blood Steed avatar's four hooves could crack the earth, shaking a whole group to death or injury!

The Minotaur warriors were brave and tenacious, and their individual Gold-tier strength was unquestionable.