Capítulo 2140: Chapter 231: Little Demon Sovereign, So This Is Your Fate?
While the soldiers are desperately blocking the enemy here, the Little Demon Sovereign, who is the commander of the entire army, actually ran away? Damn it, if it weren’t for his reckless command, how would everyone have fallen into the enemy’s encirclement?!!
The soldiers of the Asura Legion were shocked and furious.
In an instant, the morale of the Asura Legion plummeted, and the defense line collapsed.
Even Yu Chi Wentian, who was still fighting hard, felt a bitter despair in his heart.
This time, the Asura Legion is finished, and it’s such an unwilling demise.
In the rear, an army composed entirely of humans had gradually gathered.
Under the blood moon’s glow, a dense crowd stood motionless, silent as stones and trees, yet an indistinct chill of killing intent surged within the crowd, akin to a beast waiting for the right moment to hunt, ready to strike at any moment.
Above the army, a bronze flying carriage hovered in the gray-black cloud mist.
The flying carriage’s shape somewhat resembled an ancient war chariot, its body without a canopy, only four bronze pillars standing at the corners, with mysterious inscriptions embedded all over its body, appearing both primitive and mighty.
But upon closer inspection, you would find this flying carriage was actually quite old, with weathered marks all over its body, and in some places, the inscriptions were damaged by knife and sword marks before being repaired. These are proof of the long years it has endured.
This flying carriage was Zhao Tingjian’s personal flying carriage—the “Iron Wall War Chariot”.
For nearly three thousand years, this war chariot has accompanied him through countless battles, big and small, already weathered by time.
In the sky above the Demonic Realm, the perennial gray-black demonic fog swayed in the wind, occasionally drifting past the war chariot, inexplicably adding a touch of chilling killing intent to it.
On the flying carriage, at this moment, stood a dense crowd of people, besides its owner Zhao Tingjian, the Immortal Emperor’s Projection, Wang Fugui, Ji Yueer, King Chaoyang, Yao Yuangang, and others were almost all present.
At this moment, everyone stood tall, looking distantly at the battlefield ahead, their expressions extremely solemn.
After preparing for so long, the moment for counteroffensive had finally arrived, and everyone’s heart was more or less excited at this moment. However, with the solemn atmosphere on the battlefield, they restrained their emotions and tried to remain calm, only the occasional glint in their eyes betrayed their current mood.
Regardless of what happened before, how this war will eventually end all depends on today’s battle.
“Reporting to the Legion Leader, the First Battalion is in position, requesting orders.”
“Reporting to the Legion Leader, the Second Battalion is in position, requesting orders.”
“Reporting to the Legion Leader, the Third Battalion…”
One squad of air cavalry after another flew in from afar, bringing news from each battalion.
Soon, all the battalions were in position.
At this time, a hint of excitement finally appeared in Zhao Tingjian’s eyes.
“Good! Everyone listen to my command!”
“Raise the legion flag! Sound the war horn! Attack!” Google seaʀᴄh novel⟡fire.net
In the corner of the Iron Wall Flying Carriage, trusted aides who had long been prepared immediately raised their hands to perform incantation gestures, offering up a legion flag.
The black flag embroidered with gold threads fluttered in the wind, an overwhelmingly powerful aura shot into the sky, instantly spreading far and wide.
In an instant, from all around, similar auras shot into the sky.
Those were the next-level war flags of each battalion.
Although not as imposing as Zhao Tingjian’s, they equally brimmed with iron-blooded killing intent.
All at once, the killing intent filled the field, and the sound of the bugle signaling the charge spread from Zhao Tingjian’s division as the core, passionately echoing through the skies.
Amidst this passionate bugle call, under the overwhelming killing intent of the legion flag, each battalion set off in unison, starting an assault on the rear of the Demon Clan Allied Army.
In addition to the full deployment of the ten battalions under Zhao Tingjian’s original legion, the hidden forces that had been accumulated over this period all poured forth. These consisted of volunteer forces that continually arrived as reinforcements from the Immortal Dynasty, even from the empires under its command.
This is where the Human race is more united compared to the Demonic World Demon Clan, being in the Immortal Dynasty’s camp, once a crisis occurs, continuous support flows in, including powerful prominent families like First Grade and Second Class families, led by their Old Ancestors bringing family elites to the decisive battle.
Aside from that, there’s the military force quietly shifted over bit by bit from various other defense lines.
A vast military force converged into a massive black torrent, sweeping majestically across the Demonic Realm’s land.
Galloping hooves swept through shallow water, splashing countless droplets. Well-groomed manes flew up in the wind, fluttering like flags.
Countless war horses thundered by, the drumming of hooves resonating with a rumble on the ground.
In the rapid march, the massive human allied forces seemed to have turned on speed acceleration, slicing like a sharp knife into the rear of the demon clan allied army before they could react, beginning to maneuver seamlessly, slashing and killing fiercely.
The Seventh Battle Group led by Wang Ying Xuan, “leading” the Seventh Battle Group, became the vanguard unit.
Hovering above her head was the War Codex, a halo enveloping the entire Seventh Battle Group.
Each of them was filled with an endless, spirited fighting will, their blood boiling and burning. Their weapons and equipment were all upgraded, with each being the most elite, for one simple reason—they had earned too many merit points earlier, so naturally, they exchanged for top-quality equipment.
And recently, they had been holding back for too long.