183: Chapter 182 Two Armies Clash

After seeing this, Captain Qin Hao's mind became active. Attacking from the side as a surprise force? Interesting. The arrangements made by these people are actually quite good.

He also replied.

[Great Wall Watch: Understood, I am rushing over quickly! When the time comes, I will attack from the side and catch them off guard.]

At the same time, he told the women about this.

Several of the women were also somewhat moved.

Lin Mengyao said blankly, "Looking at it this way, they value us highly. Are they having us serve as a surprise force to determine the outcome of the war?"

Rao Shuqing said with a wry smile, "That's not quite right. How many people are we? Although we are quite powerful, we don't have the ability to directly determine victory or defeat."

Captain Qin Hao chuckled, "While that may be true, Meng Yao's words also have some merit."

"We have six with Level 2 Elite strength, four at the low level, I am at the high level, and An Ran is at the peak."

"The two kings of the Tribal World have fallen, the dragon has been slain, and the Goblin Leader has also been dealt with. I'm afraid their main force doesn't have as many kings with Level 2 Elite strength as we do."

Captain Qin Hao analyzed the situation, letting the women know just how powerful their team was; it was truly possible that they had the strength to decide the outcome of the battle.

Of course, this is assuming the two sides are not too unevenly matched. If the survivors' team were to be directly crushed by the Tribal World's main force, even if they joined in, it would be difficult to hold them off.

...

As time passed and the various parties took action, the situation on the battlefield had changed.

Despair Slope is an extremely wide, large hillside on the edge of the southeastern direction. It also resembles a large mountain with a moderate slope, and it is extremely vast. On the mountainside, there are platforms that can accommodate a great many people.

This hillside is a continuous, rolling slope with three sides; one side faces forward, while the other two, one on the left and one on the right, form an encircling shape.

Looking from afar, it resembles a valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, a suitable place for burying corpses.

On top of the barren Despair Slope, which had only sparse weeds, many teams of survivors were standing, their expressions serious and solemn.

They had spent quite a bit of effort to climb up.

Everyone looked down from the mountainside and could see a dark mass of creatures rushing toward them.

In front of that group of creatures, the Raven Feather Clan was flying, and the Fox-Eared Girl tribe, known for their agility, were fleeing rapidly. If they were even a fraction slower, they might be instantly devoured by those powerful guys.

But even so, the vanguard teams had suffered more or less casualties.

These fleeing teams were also covered in scars, clearly having suffered quite a few injuries.

Behind them, those Blood Bats and man-eating birds were chasing them frantically; these flying creatures were the fastest.

After that, there were many various Spirit Creatures, as well as bizarre monster beasts; Roaring Lions, North Wind Wolf Kings, and Hydra were rushing over, carrying with them a rolling momentum.

Looking further back, there were many other powerful guys, giants over two meters tall with burly builds, looking to have astonishing defense.

Barbarians and archers were interspersed among them, ready to fight at any time, and Goblins carrying scimitars were acting as the assault team.

In the rear, the most oppressive ones were those guys covered in full armor; they were creatures called Pekka, whose combat power was off the charts while having astonishing defense.

Once the great swords in their hands were swung down, ordinary people could be instantly hacked into blood mist; it was extremely terrifying.

Those mages wearing dark purple robes also had cold expressions, and once they began to cast spells, their attack power was absolutely extraordinary.

Besides this, there were terrifying demon trees, trees from the core of the Tribal World that had become spirits, which could actually move to fight.

Among them, there were also strange, ugly creatures, mysterious guys carrying lanterns, who seemed to be called Lantern Spirits.

The main force of the Tribal World was extremely numerous, and their strength was terrifying, making people deeply wary.

Among them, the man-eating birds and Blood Bats were the fastest, chasing the Raven Feather Clan and the Fox-Eared Girl tribe relentlessly.

Once caught, they would be directly bitten; the Blood Bats would suck blood, while the man-eating birds had terrifying beaks that could bite off a chunk of flesh.

The key was that the Raven Feather Clan did not dare to stop at all, because once they stopped, it wouldn't just be these flying creatures attacking, but the entire massive army of Tribal creatures!

Among the Raven Feather Clan, Ya Ling was howling, "Damn it, what kind of terrifying guys are these? Their speed is so fast, they caught up so quickly!"

He knew that being a vanguard wasn't easy, so he was one hundred percent in favor of forcing the humans to be the vanguard.

However, due to the fact that there were strong individuals among the humans, they eventually chose to draw lots, but fate played a trick on them, and his own clan was chosen.

Even though the Raven Feather Clan was extremely fast, they had suffered a lot.

The people on Despair Slope were also terrified; watching the miserable state of the vanguard, they gasped.

This was still with the fastest races chosen; if the humans had gone, they might have all perished and failed to achieve the effect of attracting the enemy.

At this moment, everyone was terrified as they looked at the dense mass of Tribal World creatures, falling into deep shock; such a scene was unforgettable.

"Gulp."

Many people swallowed their saliva; why did they feel a bit dry in the mouth?

"Hiss, this is too terrifying. Can we really win?"

"Yeah, all kinds of Spirit Creatures, all kinds of monster beasts, all kinds of Tribal creatures—this is just too oppressive."

They couldn't help but ask themselves, could they win this?

Even though they had now assembled many teams and occupied the topographical advantage, they still lacked confidence because these creatures of the Tribal World were simply too numerous and too oppressive.

They were so dense that they were almost uncountable, because as they killed along the way, they would also attract more other creatures, and their numbers were increasing more and more.