222: A single spark can start a prairie fire!

"Brothers! Charge!!!"

The sounds of battle cries echoed and reverberated through the skies.

The Demon Race Martial Artists watched the surging tide of the Human Race rushing towards them, their faces turning deathly pale.

"It's over! It's over!"

"The war tower has completely fallen!"

An experienced Demon Race Martial Artist roared and bellowed.

"Run! Run fast!!"

"Quickly withdraw from this street! Head to the intersection ahead!"

"Quick! Quick! Over there are three other regiments from the First Division! Run!!!"

"Right! Run!"

"They will definitely receive news from here soon and come to support! Run!"

"General!" Zhang Ling flashed to Lin Yan's side, glancing at the surging flow of people rushing past on both sides, "What do we do next...?"

Lin Yan stepped forward, crushing the corpse of Hang Shao underfoot without even turning his head, "Didn't you just give the order?"

Zhang Ling's expression froze, his lips opening and closing.

No!

I was just caught up in the heat of the moment and yelled along!

He watched the figure enveloped in Black Flames walking further and further away, closely followed by the Flame Guards, and immediately turned his head to shout towards the war tower.

"Clear the path!"

Then he followed.

The soldiers of the First Regiment, nearing the end of the slaughter, heard this and immediately responded loudly.

"Yes!"

They continuously leaped down from the city wall, charging ahead of the ordinary Human Race Martial Artists.

Not long after everyone had left.

An armored figure flashed into the scene, arriving before the crowds from all directions who had heard the commotion and came to observe.

Shao Ping quickly scanned the surroundings, his gaze lingering briefly on the Demon Race war tower now a river of blood and the "Human" character military flag fluttering in the wind above it, before immediately looking at the densely packed figures charging frantically down the street ahead.

"Holy shit!"

He reflexively shouted, then immediately opened communications while continuing to flash forward.

"First Division! Support the First Regiment immediately!"

"General!"

"His Highness has planted the flag!"

"When I arrived at the scene, he had already captured the Demon Race war tower and is currently leading his men, wanting to continue the advance!"

"I've already ordered the First Division to support, you need to come quickly!"

On the other side.

In the great general's palace, Wei An, who had received the news, had a twitching corner of his mouth.

He immediately replied.

"Understood!"

Then he flashed and disappeared from the palace...【A Martial Artist Must Fight! Arriving at the Ancient City, Capturing the war tower, Annihilating a Regiment, Slaying a Great General, domineering index Ten Stars, charge value 200%】

Lin Yan, advancing at extreme speed, withdrew his gaze from the System information.

"Draw! Martial Skill!"

The System, perhaps having learned from Lin Yan's previous "lesson," was particularly efficient this time.

"Ding!"

"Two draws completed, obtained 20% Martial Skill Fusion Degree twice."

"Please select Fusion direction."

Hearing the result, Lin Yan did not hesitate in the slightest.

"Peerless National Martial Arts."

"Ding!"

"Selection successful... Fusion successful!"

Boom——!

A powerful force fluctuation suddenly erupted.

Zhang Ling, following closely to one side, abruptly turned his head, eyes wide.

What the hell?!

At the same time.

A cry of disbelief came from behind them.

"Holy shit!"

Shao Ping flashed over, staring intently at the young figure whose footsteps never paused.

He definitely hadn't sensed wrong just now!

His Highness... broke through just by walking?

"What are you yelling about?" Fu Ying glanced at him, "Making a fuss over nothing."

"If you're here, just follow quietly."

Hearing this, Shao Ping's lips parted slightly.

Huh? Wait! No!

【cultivation】: Emperor Rank · Second Grade Peak

【Martial Skill】: Emperor Rank · Peerless National Martial Arts (Current: Star Shattering Minor Achievement; Bonus: Star Shattering Major Achievement)

【Martial Skill】: Emperor Rank · Peerless Halberd Technique (Current: Star Shattering Entry Level; Bonus: Star Shattering Minor Achievement)

【Combat Power Assessment】: Emperor Rank · Eighth Grade Early Stage

A trace of satisfaction flashed in Lin Yan's eyes as he slightly turned his head to look at Shao Ping.

"General Shao, didn't you go back? Why are you here again?"

Shao Ping, already unsure how to respond to what Fu Ying had said, choked again upon hearing this.

"I... I..."

No! Planting the flag! Planting the flag!

Planting the flag is one thing! But you're not satisfied after planting it, you want to keep planting more! And so casually!

He suddenly looked at Zhang Ling, who was now staring straight ahead.

"You! Tell me! Did you fail to explain the stakes clearly to General Lin Yan?"

Zhang Ling, who had been suppressing a laugh, immediately looked pained upon hearing this.

He was pretending not to hear, so why was he still singled out!

This is the sorrow of having no backing... He could only answer honestly.

"The General knows."

"Also, the opposing regiment's great general, Hang Shao, has already been beheaded by the General."

The meaning was clear.

First, the General knows, and I simply couldn't stop him.

Second, the General is very strong, having already beheaded the enemy's great general.

After hearing this, a look of stunned disbelief directly flashed across Shao Ping's face.

"Wait!"

"Who did you say beheaded him?"

If he hadn't sensed wrong just now, His Highness had only just broken through to Emperor Rank Second Grade Peak.

So, beheading Hang Shao? How many grades did he freaking surpass?

Also, he hadn't been gone long; the journey here took at most a few minutes. And the feat of beheading a great general was already accomplished?

Before Zhang Ling could answer.

Fu Ying's impatient voice came.

"Are you capable or not? I already said it's His Highness. Follow if you want, if not, go back to your palace to Cultivate. I'm following him anyway."

Being rebuked again, Shao Ping's face flushed red.

Damn it!

If I couldn't beat you, I'd have pounded you long ago!

Although both were Sovereign Rank Invincible, he was well aware of the gap between his own Star Level and Fu Ying's Star River Rank.

Seeing this, Zhang Ling secretly glanced at this general's bodyguard whose strength he couldn't initially fathom.

My goodness!

So this is the real powerhouse!

Even a two-star great general, Sovereign Rank Invincible, gets rebuked and dares not retort.

No wonder Hang Shao asked if it was him when he appeared.

Speaking of which, Zhang Ling looked again at Lin Yan, who had remained silent throughout.

A One-Star Great General leading the charge to plant the flag, accompanied by a two-star great general and a powerhouse with strength at least equivalent to a two-star great general... probably only their General, with his status, is unique in this regard.

From then on, the soldiers of the First Regiment surged forward like a mighty torrent, bravely charging at the forefront.

And following this elite regiment were, naturally, the main forces of the ordinary Human Race Martial Artists.

They shouted excitedly while waving their various weapons, surging forward like a tide towards the other end of the street.

Screams and roars resounded to the heavens.

Wherever the torrent passed, blood splattered, and severed limbs flew.

Faced with such an onslaught, the Demon Race forces panicked like weak, helpless rabbits.

One by one, military flags representing Demon Race honor were violently chopped down, falling to the ground.

One by one, military flags symbolizing Human Race pride were planted on the streets, fluttering in the wind.

The ancient city was vast, the streets were "small."

From an absolute high-altitude perspective, it might just be a "slowly" advancing "ant colony" in the peripheral area.

However, there is a saying:

A single spark can start a prairie fire!!!