Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 1114 The Nine Ridges are in dire straits; a bloody battle is imminent.

The spearhead pierced the alpha wolf's side.

It wasn't his waist; he was aiming for his waist. The alpha wolf twisted in mid-air to dodge.

But this spear thrust was much stronger than during training; the spearhead pierced the wolf's thick hide, tearing a bloody gash in it.

The alpha wolf, in pain, veered off course and its attack veered off course by three points.

Tuoba Tie had already turned around.

He didn't have time to swing the axe; he simply turned the axe handle sideways and channeled the energy-gathering pattern into it.

That wasn't a cut, it was a collision.

The axe handle struck the wolf's head, sending the alpha wolf flying sideways and crashing into a pile of rocks.

Zhang Yuan looked at Tuoba Shan, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, but the movement was very small.

The thrust wasn't clean enough, but the opportunity was well seized.

When I first taught him Ironclad Fist three months ago, he couldn't even maintain a stable horse stance.

To be able to deliver such a spear thrust during a high-speed charge now requires a certain talent.

As for Tuoba Tie, the fact that he used the handle of the axe instead of the blade to block the attack, and that he could make that judgment in such a short time, shows that he had begun to understand the tricks of heavy weapon defense.

When using heavy weapons for defense, you don't always have to slash; blocking and charging can be just as deadly.

The alpha wolf leaped up from the pile of rocks and pounced again.

It no longer had anyone else in its eyes; it was only staring at Zhang Yuan.

Tuoba Tie and Tuoba Shan went to meet it at the same time, with their heavy axes and short spears one in front and one behind, forcing it back.

Zhang Yuan didn't move from beginning to end.

But the alpha wolf failed to cross Tuoba Tie and Tuoba Shan from beginning to end.

The alpha wolf retreated.

It lay beneath the boulder, blood still flowing from the wound on its side, and made low whimpering sounds.

That was a signal to retreat.

Without their alpha wolf, the remaining wolves scattered and fled.

Some rushed towards the valley entrance, only to be overturned by Ayan's horizontal barrage.

Some fled towards the ridge, only to be pinned down by Amu's archers, one by one, amidst the pile of rocks.

The battle, from start to finish, took only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

At the bottom of the valley, those trapped people stared blankly at the white frost battle flag on the hillside.

They looked at the battle formations that operated like precise machines, and at the corpses of demon wolves scattered all over the ground.

The burly man, covered in blood, leaned against the cart shaft, his lips trembling for a long time before he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Which branch... are you from?"

Tuoba Tie slammed his heavy axe on the ground, wiped the wolf blood from his face, and said, "The remnants of the White Frost Clan, the Tuoba Tribe."

The burly man shook his head.

His name is Yuan Mu, and he is the leader of the outer hunting team of Liuyun Village.

He led more than a thousand people of his tribe to move, but they were ambushed by a pack of wolves on the way.

He had already prepared himself to die.

Before this, his impression of the White Frost Clan was similar to that of other people in the Azure Song Realm.

A tribe skilled at hiding in the mountains and forests, they would fight if they could win, and run away if they couldn't. Their weapons were crude, their armor was thin, and their battle formations were sparse.

But now, looking at the soldiers in their neat armor on the hillside, at the sandalwood bows and heavy axes engraved with battle patterns, at the seemingly impregnable battle formation, he couldn't help but ask another question.

"How many of you... have come?"

Tuoba Tie glanced back at Zhang Yuan on the hillside, grinned, and said, "Seven hundred men."

Yuan Mu remained silent for a long time.

There were no fewer than five hundred gray-maned wolves surrounding them.

He and his people fought for half an hour, losing nearly half their men, and their defensive line was on the verge of collapse.

The White Frost Clan only needed seven hundred people to annihilate five hundred demon wolves in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

He glanced again at the white frost battle flag that was fluttering in the mountain wind.

He suddenly realized that the stories he had heard about the White Frost Clan might all be wrong.

Yuan Mu remained silent.

The remaining soldiers of Liuyun Village behind him remained silent.

Only the mountain wind is blowing.

They were all looking at the same flag, but their gazes were completely different now. Zhang Yuan rode his horse down the slope, stopped in front of Yuan Mu, and asked, "How many wounded are there?"

Yuan Mu snapped out of his daze and quickly said, "There are over three hundred wounded and over five hundred women and children."

“We were separated from Liuyun Village. We originally wanted to go to Shilei Fortress for refuge, but we were blocked by a pack of wolves on the way.”

"If it weren't for you guys coming, I'm afraid none of us would have survived."

"Can I still walk?" Zhang Yuan asked, his steps uninterrupted.

“Those who are seriously injured can’t walk. But we can’t just wait here to die.” Yuan Mu’s face showed a troubled expression.

This valley is the territory of the Gray-Maned Dire Wolves, and the smell of blood will attract more monsters.

He glanced at the seriously wounded lying on the truck bed, then at the scattered corpses of the demon wolves around him.

"If you're in a hurry, don't worry about us—"

"I won't abandon you." Tuoba Shan had already walked to Zhang Yuan's side.

He looked at Yuan Mu, his voice not loud, but his tone was firm.

He said, "Clear the battlefield, load the wounded onto trucks, and those who can walk should follow the team. We will take you to the next safe place."

Yuan Mu was stunned for a moment, then slowly clasped his hands in a fist and said in a hoarse voice, "Yuan Mu of the Liuyun Village branch thanks the Tuoba tribe for saving our lives on behalf of the entire clan."

"We will do anything to help you in the future, even at the cost of our lives."

The team was reorganized.

The wounded were carried onto carts, with women and children protecting the group in the middle, while hunters who could still walk picked up their weapons and walked on either side.

Yuan Mu followed Tuoba Tie, observing the group with his eyes as they walked.

He spent his whole life hunting.

He had seen the Swiftwind Battalion's light cavalry charge.

When the light cavalry swept across the grassland, they were like a gust of wind. They were really fast, but they had to retreat after they finished charging, and there was no way to form a second wave.

He had also seen spies from Liuyun Village sneaking around.

It hides well and strikes ruthlessly, but it can't withstand a direct confrontation for even the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

He had also seen the heavily armored infantry of Stone Fortress.

As stable as a mountain.

However, changing formations is too slow; it takes quite a while to switch from a horizontal line to a square formation.

The team in front of us does not belong to any of these three categories.

They could withstand the wolf pack's charge head-on and change formation three times in ten breaths.

The front can transform into the flank, the flank into the encirclement, and the encirclement into the final encirclement, switching as quickly as turning the pages of a book.

Their heavy infantry can seamlessly coordinate with their archers.

Their formation can be changed according to the enemy's tactics.

Their archers can unleash three volleys of arrows within five breaths, and each volley lands in layers forward.

This is a battle formation that no ordinary hunting team could train.

Even the Royal Guard of Stone Fortress couldn't change formation so quickly.

Zhang Yuan rode his horse at the very front of the group.

He suddenly reined in his horse.

It wasn't because of what I heard, but because of what I felt.

The seed of Dao within his body trembled slightly.

From the crack in the primordial ocean, a faint ripple could be seen.

The ripples came from deep within the earth beneath our feet, as if something had turned over underground.

The primordial energy of heaven and earth is in motion.

It wasn't just ordinary spiritual energy flowing; it was the vibration of a deeper level of law power.

This vibration was so faint that only those of the Venerable level or higher could perceive it.

But it continues, and it's getting denser and more rapid.

He looked up at the distant sky.

In the direction of Canglang Plain, the clouds on the horizon are swirling, swirling in an unnatural way.

It seemed as if an unseen hand was stirring things up. (End of Chapter)