The decisive charge that would determine the outcome of the battle was thus neutralized; however, Ji Xinghuo could see that the legendary Biao Clan warrior had paid a heavy price. Such unrestrained burst of power caused his combat strength to plummet severely.
As expected, He Yan seized the opportunity and charged in for the kill, leaving the Biao Clan warrior with no choice but to confront the enemy.
The two engaged in combat once more, now on equal footing.
"Good thing I didn’t follow up." Xia Qingyu looked at the deep crater left by the Blood Flame explosion and couldn’t help but feel relieved. If he had charged in just now, he might already have been burned to death.
Misha, gasping for breath, said solemnly, "Following him is never a mistake."
She had already recognized Ji Xinghuo’s keen perception.
"Where should we attack?" Xia Qingyu nodded and asked again.
As Ji Xinghuo spoke, he pulled out an arrow and shot it.
This place, occupying a high ground and close to the center of the battlefield, allowed for maximizing the harvest of Spiritual Origin Ability. No matter which direction they attacked, there would be casualties to some extent.
Moreover, it was the safest spot.
Although Ji Xinghuo slowed down his shooting frequency, each arrow still killed a target. Regardless of whether the enemy noticed the arrow or how they tried to dodge, they were always hit in a vital spot. Even if they didn’t die, they would lose their fighting capability, and then be killed by the nearby Highlanders.
Indirectly, he saved many lives of the Highlanders, subtly influencing the dynamics of the battlefield.
Soon, some of the Biao Clan noticed the sniper from high ground.
Several roars erupted from the Biao Clan lines, and immediately, more than a dozen Fourth Rank Elite Biao Clan warriors started to flank from both sides.
There were also many long-range attacks flying towards him, but Ji Xinghuo easily avoided them all.
"I’m going in." Misha, wielding her great ax, charged toward the enemies on the left, with Xia Qingyu entering the shadows and following by her side.
Ji Xinghuo was about to have Qing Hong block the enemies on the right when a squad of mercenaries burst out from the side and stood in front.
Leading them was a woman, none other than Huangyan Lan and her teammates.
At that moment, Huangyan Lan was covered in dark red Dragon Scales; her pupils were vertical and burned with red firelight. She wielded a broad great sword, bravely and fearlessly fighting the Biao Clan. Her teammates, the four individuals from the Deserted People and other groups, had clear divisions of labor and coordinated tacitly, fighting side by side with Huangyan Lan.
There wasn’t any expression on Ji Xinghuo’s face.
He didn’t need help, but since someone stood in front, it made things a lot easier.
The Invisible Stab increased the shooting frequency, with each Titanium Alloy Arrow being shot out one after the other. With each shot, the arrow always hit the most critical enemy at the most critical spot.
Misha and Xia Qingyu, just two people, faced an enemy force several times their own size, feeling enormous pressure.
However, when they truly engaged with the enemies, they found the combat to be incredibly easy.
The enemies would just raise their weapons when their wrists were suddenly pierced through by arrows. After penetrating, the arrows would also strike the necks of others behind them.
With just one ax swing, Misha could kill two enemies.
Sometimes, the enemies behind her would fall, and she would only realize the danger upon turning around to see the corpses that had been shot.
Xia Qingyu also noticed.
He could use stealth, but stealthy enemies were not hidden from him.
This allowed him to always be in the shadows, easily ambushing those in the open without a concern for being counter-ambushed.
Though the enemies were of the same rank, they posed no threat.
The two moved as if they were in a land without people, easily killing more than a dozen Biao Clan warriors.
Huangyan Lan and her four teammates also noticed that the battle was much easier than they had anticipated; the enemies were being restrained by Ji Xinghuo’s bow and arrows from behind.
The Dan Shadow Dancer, as well, pulled back to shoot with his bow, but every time before he could take the shot, the enemy would already have fallen.
He couldn’t even clearly see Ji Xinghuo’s arrows.
While the front teammates had killed more than a dozen enemies, he hadn’t fired a single arrow, as if he were just a spectator on the battlefield.
This made him aware of the vast gap between himself and Ji Xinghuo.
The surrounding mercenaries noticed the situation here and desperately moved closer. They joined Misha and Xia Qingyu; Huangyan Lan also received support, forming a defensive arc around Ji Xinghuo, with several archers coming near him to shoot outward together.
"Push the line forward," Ji Xinghuo suddenly said.
On both sides, without hesitation, they executed Ji Xinghuo’s command, maintaining a distance of about fifty meters from him.
This distance gave the mercenaries enough room to fight, while allowing the archers to ensure their accuracy.
However, most other archers were just for show.
The real support still relied on Ji Xinghuo, his sole "firepower" suppressing the enemies’ assault on the line, and on his own, supporting the surrounding mercenaries.
An odd scene unfolded on the battlefield.
In the area behind the Biao Clan line, atop the slope, dozens of mercenaries formed a defensive curve, like a nail driven into the enemy’s formation, firmly restraining the Biao Clan’s rear.
With the Biao Clan fighting on two fronts, they had no choice but to turn and assault the mercenaries’ line.
But no matter how they attacked, this seemingly fragile line stood unshakably firm, immovable.
Beneath the mercenaries’ feet, the corpses of the Biao Clan piled up, with their blood flowing down the hillside, accumulating in many pits into pools of blood.
The air was thick with the stench of blood and the roar of battle.
While firing, Ji Xinghuo opened the Wanxiang Star Pupil interface and glanced at it.
[Spiritual Origin Ability: 11045]
Unknowingly, his Spiritual Origin Ability had broken through ten thousand!
This was the largest harvest he had obtained.
With Ji Xinghuo and several dozen mercenaries restraining the Biao Clan’s elite force, the Highlanders, with more than three times the numbers, gradually gained the upper hand. The left and right wings formed an encircling position, and the scales of victory began to tip in favor of the Highlanders.