Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Seeing this, the defending troops on the city wall also threw themselves at the arrows.
They tried to break the arrows before they could stabilize their footing and throw them off the city wall.
All the wolves and leopards bared their sharpest fangs, releasing a pungent stench.
For a moment, the extremely narrow distance on the city wall became a millstone of flesh.
Hundreds of steel and iron bones collided there, creating a symphony of death and glory.
Apart from Iron Head, who was secretly protected by Meng Chao and Ice Storm, both the attacking and defending sides at the forefront died at the moment of collision.
The fangs of the jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards were deeply embedded in the rat people’s throats.
The horn on the rat people’s head, which was as hard as iron, also pierced through the armor and chest of the jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards, tearing apart their lungs and hearts.
Even though some of them had not died yet, the reinforcements that kept rushing up from behind used their full strength.
They kept pushing and squeezing, completely squeezing the people on the front line into minced meat.
In such a chaotic battle, even if the clan warriors had three to five times or even seven to eight times the fighting strength of the rat people, they would still be useless.
Even if the rat people were to die, they would still stab bloody holes in each other’s bodies. Then, they would use their last bit of strength before they died to stab their swords, horns, claws, and teeth into the enemy bodies that weighed hundreds of kilograms, hanging on to them.
When three to five such people hung on a clan warrior’s body…
It would be a miracle if he could still make effective tactical moves!
Just like that, the narrow space and the chaotic battle situation increasingly restricted both sides from displaying their superb combat techniques.
The technique involved in the bloody battle became lower and lower, gradually turning into a simple contest of brute force.
Speaking of a contest of strength, those elite rat subjects, who came from the Blood Hoof Clan’s territory, had the blood of wild elephants, wild boars, and Minotaurs in their bodies. Plus, their life potential had been activated by the divine medicine. They were absolutely not afraid of anyone.
In a word, the rat people were trying to mess up the battlefield and bring the clan warriors down to the same level as them.
Then, they would use their rich experience to defeat their opponents.
If there was anyone who could maintain a high degree of sensitivity and control in such a chaotic battle, it would be Meng Chao and Ice Storm.
In fact, they were looking forward to seeing this scene more than anyone else.
On such a crowded battlefield, everyone was squeezed so tightly that their chests were pressed against each other’s backs. Only in such a place would they be able to make use of the ripple-like power transmission to fully display their ability to accurately control the field.
Just like now…
Meng Chao seemed to be drifting along with the current. He was being squeezed to the left and right by the continuous turbulence created by his enemies and allies.
However, he was still clinging tightly to the back of the tall and burly Iron Head.
Moreover, whenever he saw an opportunity, he would silently push Iron Head from behind.
Every time he pushed Iron Head, Meng Chao would take the opportunity to inject a stream of spirit energy that was both hard and soft into Iron Head’s body, stimulating Iron Head’s muscle fibers.
He controlled the arms of this boorish man and swung the two giant axes up and down in an extremely tyrannical manner, sending the defenders in front of him flying.
When the experts among the defending soldiers brandished their swords, spears, and halberds to stab Iron Head ruthlessly…
Meng Chao would exert strength in time again, colliding with Iron Head’s spine and legs, making him subconsciously turn sideways, and dodging the poisonous blades that were emitting a dangerous glow.
When there were too many defending soldiers in front of him, and the swords, spears, and halberds formed a dazzling steel jungle, and Iron Head, the boorish man, truly believed that he was blessed by the Big-horned Rat God and possessed an indestructible body…
Meng Chao simply gritted his teeth and waved his arms. Spirit energy would surge out like a tide and be transmitted and magnified through the soldiers on both sides of the enemy. In the end, it set off an avalanche-like chain reaction, causing everyone to fall to the ground.
In front of Iron Head, everything suddenly became clear.
He had already killed his way through the enemy’s formation and arrived on the other side of the city wall.
Looking down from above, he could see the entire Hundred Blade City at a glance.
The wild man who was overjoyed was about to jump down into Hundred Blade City.
Knowing that Hundred Blade City’s defense would definitely not be so simple, Meng Chao hurriedly bumped into Iron Head from the left and back, causing the strong man who looked like a black iron tower to stumble.
“Battle Flag! That’s the battle flag of Hundred Blade City! Take the city’s battle flag down!”
Meng Chao almost wanted to pull Iron Head’s ear and shout.
Iron Head, who was in the mood to kill, suddenly felt a red-hot iron rod pierce through his ear, which also made him slightly sober.
He did not have time to look back to see who was shouting.
In any case, everyone was now opening their bloody mouths and shouting hysterically.
He subconsciously raised his head and saw, as expected, a diagonally-placed majestic war flag on the battlements facing the city gate not far away.
On the war flag, there was a head that had the characteristics of a wolf, tiger, and leopard.
Around the ferocious head, there was a circle of sharp blades that radiated brilliance.
It was Hundred Blade City’s war flag.
To the advanced orcs who worshipped honor and bloodline, war flags had an extremely important meaning on the battlefield.
Many war flags were drawn with the totems of a family, a town, or even a clan. They were the basis of countless warriors’ beliefs.
Therefore, the advanced orcs would rather die than have their own war flags fall into the hands of the enemy.
If they could capture the enemy’s war flag and deal a great blow to the enemy’s morale, they would become the heroes of their own side and the center of attention.
Although the battle flag in front of them was not the “general war flag” that was fluttering high in Hundred Blade City, its height and width exceeded ten arms.
However, to the defending troops stationed on the city wall, it was more important than their eyeballs and hearts.
A hungry light instantly filled Iron Head’s eyes.
He let out a weird cry and threw himself at the Hundred Blade battle flag.
Seeing this, the surrounding defenders also exploded with crazy and demonic combat strength as they rushed toward the Hundred Blade battle flag.
Meng Chao and Ice Storm took the opportunity to surge their vitality magnetic fields to the limit in the surging crowd, causing both sides to feel a suffocating pressure.
Under the layered pressure of the spirit power, bodies of flesh and blood seemed to turn into walls made of reinforced concrete, blocking each other tightly.
Only Iron Head’s giant ax was blown away, but he managed to cut a bloody path with it.
“Roar!”
Iron Head was fighting to his heart’s content. He embedded a giant ax into a defender’s shoulder blade.
While he was chopping down the defender, he happened to free his right hand to grab the Hundred Blade battle flag that was right in front of him.
He did not expect the battle flag to still be half an arm’s length away from his fingertips.
In Hundred Blade City, there were already countless warriors with bloodshot eyes rushing up the city tower along the ramp to protect the battle flag.
They were about to push the rat soldiers, including Iron Head, back.
A stone shot out from nowhere and accurately hit the flagpole. A dazzling spark burst out and actually broke the flagpole.
The Hundred Blade battle flag, which had lost its restraint, was instantly swept up by the wind, and it fell into Iron Head’s hand.
In an instant, the entire city wall was dead silent.
Both the offensive and defensive sides were dumbstruck.
One should to know that the flagpole supporting the battle flag on the Hundred Blade city wall had been made from a carefully selected mandrake branch with the highest degree of metallization. After soaking it in secret medicine, it was repeatedly processed to combine the flexibility of plants and the hardness of steel.
It was originally a technique used to create a top-grade spear pole.
After it was made, even if one used a battle blade that could cut through iron like mud, and slashed the flagpole, a white mark would be left on it at most. Most of the destructive power would be disintegrated and dissipated by the high-frequency vibration of the flagpole.
How could a rock that flew out of nowhere break such a flagpole so cleanly?
Unless…
It was a miracle because the Rat God had descended!
Upon realizing this, the rat soldiers who had broken out of their stupor were overjoyed and full of vigor.
However, the defending soldiers were shaking in fear.
Their entire defense line was about to collapse due to the sudden “miracle.”
Accompanied by a howl of a skull-splitting explosion, a burly man, who was covered in a metallic luster and looked like a wolf standing up, appeared in front of the broken flagpole.
He held the broken flagpole with one hand and a saber that was even thicker than a giant ax with the other. His eyes, which were gushing with green battle flames, were fiercely fixed on Iron Head, completely sweeping over every inch of the armor on his body. The man’s mysterious and complicated totem kept flashing, flowing, changing, and roaring like a ferocious beast.
The totem warriors stationed in Hundred Blade City finally appeared.
Due to the subtle relationship between the Lion and Tiger Clans and the Wolf Clan, as well as the unknown plan of some ambitious family…
Although the defending troops stationed in Hundred Blade City looked well-equipped, their numbers were not too few.
Among them, there were only a few totem warriors.
Considering that Hundred Blade City had already been surrounded by the Great Horn Army, the fierce siege of the city was likely to continue for a long time. The totem warriors in the city did not want to enter the battle too early.
Of course, it was not because they were afraid of the strength of the rat people’s rebel army.
It was because activating and controlling the totem armor was a matter that consumed a lot of resources and even spirit power. It was also a matter that required a lot of risk.
If they were to rise up amongst the rat people’s rebel army and suffer the backlash of the totem armor, they might lose control. Then they would end up becoming crazy people who had lost their rationality and only knew how to kill.
Who would have thought that the rat rebel army would attack so fiercely?
Even the battle flag in the southern part of the city was taken away.
The furious totem warriors showed their most ferocious faces without caring about anything else.
If it was said that ordinary clan warriors could still rely on crowd tactics to deal with them…
Totem warriors, especially those who wore full body armor, were definitely on a different level.
There was no need for this totem warrior to make a move.
Just the howls that he made when he jumped onto the city wall earlier were like invisible sharp blades that pierced through the brains of many rat soldiers.
Even a boorish man like Iron Head would go totally blank and break out in cold sweat when he was stabbed by the opponent’s gaze.
“We have the item, prepare to retreat!”
Behind Iron Head, Meng Chao and Ice Storm exchanged glances..