Kacha!
A clear sound of bones breaking rose, and Blood Robes' neck was crushed like a piece of dead wood.
When Demon General Zhao Deyan appeared, Class One Hall's morale was instantly destroyed.
At that moment, there was no one who did not know that the person who appeared was a Myth Realm elite.
When they faced the Mongolian cavaliers who had a Myth Realm elite protecting them, Class One Hall's morale was instantly destroyed. The people who rushed to the area nearby could only watch as a large group of their members were swept away by Zhao Deyan's longspear. The people within thirty-two feet of Zhao Deyan looked as if they had been rammed by a train, and they were all sent flying.
Class One Hall's core members were the first to be affected.
Once this group of elites died, there was no need to even mention the rest. Under the protection of Demon General Zhao Deyan and a few evil cult elites, they regained their momentum of charging forward and suppressing their enemies.
With loud rumbles, they charged into the depths of Class One Hall.
Wherever the iron hooves went, all those who tried to stop them were destroyed.
"What the heck …"
"Run!"
"It's a Myth Realm elite! Retreat!"
After they lost Blood Robes and a group of Class One Hall core members, the remaining people could not even get close to the Mongolian cavaliers. The iron hooves charged forward, and no one could stop them.
In just a few minutes, the Mongolian cavaliers came and went like the wind. They rampaged through Class One Hall's army and pierced right through them. Class One Hall lost at least ten thousand people, and this was even because the people from Class One Hall were pretty good. If it were anyone else, they might have been wiped out a long time ago.
Dream Clouds did not appear at the frontlines.
Instead, she was on a small hill and watched the Mongolian cavaliers charge through the densest area on her side. She clenched her fists so tightly that they practically turned purple, and her face was incredibly pale.
In less than ten minutes …
Class One Hall had already lost more than ten thousand people, and among them were a group of Class One Hall's elite core members. They had even lost their vice hall master, Blood Robes.
"Alright, Happy."
Dream Clouds gritted her teeth. She wanted to bite off a piece of Happy's flesh.
There had never been a time when Class One Hall suffered such a major loss in a head-on battle.
They had one hundred thousand people, and they were determined to kill Happy, but they had missed their target, and they even ran into the trap Happy set.
"Today, I will drag it out with you until the end. Let's see who can last longer."
Fortunately, if they died in the quest region, they would not receive a severe death penalty. Dream Clouds also knew that the people from the four sects had a lot of points, and if they died, their points would be reduced to zero, and their losses would be far greater than Class One Hall's. Even though she was anxious and angry, she did not lose her composure.
She still had more than eighty thousand people under her command!
There were only three thousand Mongolian cavaliers.
"Guards!"
"Hall Master!"
"Activate the quarantine plan and lure the Mongolian cavalier unit in another direction. Don't worry about the casualties! Everyone else stopped attacking! Using ten thousand men to lure the cavalry far away! As long as he could leave the camp, everything would be fine! The others, surround him at full strength. " She stopped talking for a moment, and a cold, fierce killing intent shone in her eyes. "I refuse to believe that your qi and body fortification can last for long. Wu Xiong, I'll leave this to you. Find a chance and kill Happy."
Dream Clouds handed a snow-white throwing knife to a Class One Hall core disciple beside her, and she no longer paid attention to the battlefield.
"Yes!"
The latter received the Little Li Flying Dagger and was overjoyed. He happily accepted the order and went into the crowd.
Dream Clouds' plan could be said to be vicious.
Little Li Flying Dagger was in the hands of an unfamiliar face, and it was used in such a chaotic and complicated situation. Even Happy would not be able to escape from this disaster!
They sacrificed countless people just to lure the Mongolian cavaliers away and clear the battlefield.
Once they succeeded, the remaining Class One Hall members only needed to stay on the plains while the people from the four sects logged in one after another. If they returned, they would die.
…
However, another ten minutes passed.
Class One Hall's plan did not show any signs of improvement.
Happy continued to wander around the crowd and kill people. His sword glares spread everywhere, and no one could block him.
The Mongolian cavaliers were not lured away at all.
No matter where Class One Hall's firepower was and no matter how the people in the other directions retreated or created an empty quarantine zone, the Mongolian cavaliers seemed to have their sights set on the direction of the camp and where Happy was. They did not fall into the trap.
Class One Hall lost more than ten thousand people because of this, and they achieved nothing.
…
At that moment, Dream Clouds noticed that something was off. The Mongolian cavaliers' target was clearly Happy.
Happy had been loitering around the place where the four sects logged off. He killed nonstop, and he had even learned to be smart. When he attacked, he would also extinguish the torches around him. The area was dark, causing Wu Xiong to never have the chance to attack.
The crowd only saw a fierce and snow-white sword glare, and the sound of flesh being torn and pierced could be heard. In the chaos, not a single torch could be lit for more than three seconds, and Happy's figure would not stay in the light for more than three seconds.
But Happy's actions attracted the Mongolian cavaliers to crush them madly.
They followed behind Happy and circled around the area where the four sects were stationed to kill their way into the area!
When she saw this, Dream Clouds clenched her fists.
She was now faced with a difficult choice.
She could either continue fighting to defend the camp and whittle down the Mongolian cavaliers.
Or she could immediately retreat and leave the place so that Happy and the Mongolian cavaliers could whittle down the Demon General.
If she chose the former, Class One Hall might be able to suppress the four sects firmly and not let them come up, but the remaining seventy thousand or so people in Class One Hall might not be able to last for long.
The three thousand Mongolian cavaliers who were protected by a large group of evil cult elites were like a fast-moving human flesh grinder. Wherever they went, not a single blade of grass was left!
If she chose the latter, then the operation would completely fail.
They would have wasted an entire day's time and time to mobilize their forces, and they would have lost nearly thirty thousand people! If word of this spread out, Class One Hall would be humiliated, and their position as the ruler in the north might also be shaken.
…
Time passed bit by bit.
Class One Hall's morale was plummeting madly.
Happy fought madly in the formation, and no one could stop him.
Demon General and a group of evil cult elites led the three thousand Mongolian cavaliers as if they had entered a place where no one could stop them.
Corpses were strewn all over the plains.
Class One Hall had already lost more than twenty thousand people.
Not even a shadow of the people from the four sects could be seen. There was only Happy who went on a rampage at the place where they suffered the most damage. There was also a practically invincible demon who was causing a ruckus with Happy.
No one had the mood to continue causing trouble in this sort of situation.
The seventy thousand or so people began to avoid him.
As they watched the Mongolian cavaliers who charged forward in the sparse crowd, their faces were filled with helplessness, defeat, and dejection.
…
"Hall master!"
"Let's retreat!"
A few Class One Hall higher ups surrounded Dream Clouds and tried to persuade her with a long face. "Hall master, if we continue fighting, our morale will be gone!"
"Nearly thirty thousand people have died …"
"If we continue dragging this out, when the people from the four sects arrive, even if we want to fight, we won't be able to."
"Shut up, all of you."
When she heard the people beside her making a ruckus, Dream Clouds' face turned red with rage. She gritted her teeth and said something that caused everyone's hearts to tremble.
"Do you think that we can still retreat now?! As long as Happy doesn't give up, the Mongolian cavaliers will continue chasing after us. "
The group's faces turned pale, and they came to a realization.
So, Happy had been quietly controlling the direction of the battlefield while they did not notice it.
'That's right …'
With the Mongolian cavaliers as his trump card, Happy will definitely not give up on this rare chance to strike a blow against Class One Hall.
'This time …'
Either they will all be killed and sent back to Aru City, or they will all be routed back to the Chinese camp.
When they thought about this in depth, the group's expressions turned incredibly dark.
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