In less than two hours, the mountain-like formation of a hundred thousand cavalrymen began to crumble. The sounds of explosions from the small Magic Crystal Crossbows rang out one after another. The shockwaves from the explosions caused the air currents to become chaotic. Strong gales blew across the snowy plains. Looking down, the ground had become a mess in the blink of an eye. Charred craters could be seen all over the battlefield.
"Hahahaha …"
On the city wall, QianFeng suddenly laughed. He looked up at the sky and his eyes were filled with endless sorrow and anger. Everyone thought that the key person in this war was Qin Wang Lin Muyu or Duke Wei Wei Chou. However, it was not the case. The real key person was the mysterious Qin Ziling who was hiding behind the human army!
The small magic crystal crossbows had crushed the last hope of the Demon Race's counterattack.
"How could this be … How could this be …"
The confidence and calmness on Shen Baichuan's face had long been swept away. He knelt on the ground with a blank face, "What kind of weapon is that? Why is it so powerful …"
"Send out the giant flying snakes." QianFeng gently waved his arm and said, "Send out five giant flying snakes to resist the attack of the Longdan Army Camp. Order the cavalrymen to retreat. We can't let the last army of the God Race be buried in the Eight Wastelands. If we do so, we will be the last sinners of the God Race. Father, what do you think?"
Demon Emperor Feng Yuan's face was calm as if he had already guessed that this would be the result. In fact, it was indeed so. Wei Chou had always been calm when it came to using the magic crystal crossbows. He would not take the initiative to attack without full confidence. This time, Wei Chou used the magic crystal crossbows to draw a tragic end to this war. The appearance of the magic crystal crossbows was simply a fatal blow to the Demon Race!
"Wooo wooo" The horn sounded. The Zhongnan cavalrymen who were fighting on the battlefield turned around and retreated one after another. At the same time, the roar of giant beasts came from the sky. Five giant flying snakes appeared in the sky with their huge bodies trembling.
This was not the first time they saw these giant beasts.
Wei Chou raised his eyebrows as he looked at the sky and said, "In this battle, we must do our best to kill off the last of the Demon Race's forces. Aim the Magic Crystal Crossbows at the sky. Everyone spread out and attack the giant flying snakes. General Sen, you and Ouyang Yan will lead the main force to attack from the right flank and seize the Southern Ancient City!"
"Alright!"
The horses' hooves were echoing!
The bugle horn was sounding!
The flying snake was howling!
The flames were burning!
The snowfield was melting!
No one would have thought that the last battle between the human race and the Demon Race would have such a great disparity in strength. In this battle, the Demon Race had been completely defeated under the command of Shen Baichuan. From now on, it would be difficult for the Demon Race to compete with the Qin Empire. Even the last capital for a comeback was almost gone. As long as the cavalry of Situ Sen caught up with them, the tens of thousands of Zhongnan cavalrymen would be annihilated.
There was a cloud of smoke in the sky, which dyed the whole sky red. Under the sky, several giant flying snakes were roaring and wreaking havoc. The huge force field in their bodies was crazily absorbing everything on the ground, grinding the snow and the soldiers into minced meat. At the same time, the Longdan Army Camp's Magic Crystal Crossbows were also shooting intensively. The white diamond arrowheads pierced into the scales of the flying snakes, and the magic crystal in the middle began to explode. For a time, the bodies of the flying snakes trembled violently. Although they had strong vitality, they could not withstand such continuous attacks. Soon after, the giant flying snakes were already wounded and tottering. It was only a matter of time before they died.
When the five giant flying snakes fell to the ground with flames all over their bodies, the elite cavalrymen of the Longdan Army Camp rushed to the Southern Ancient City like a whirlwind. This Zhongnan City was already the last land of the Demon Race on the mainland.
"Kill!"
The earth-shaking roar reverberated on the snowfield. The outcome had been decided.
The winner was the king, and the loser was the thief. Just a small Demonic Crystal had actually reversed the fate of both the Human Race and the Demon Race. The withdrawal of the Demon Race also helped the Great Qin Empire to complete its hegemony in the Shattered Cauldron Realm once again. However, the Empire Master was nowhere to be found. Everyone was waiting for her return, but no one knew if she was still there.
…
The light of the setting sun penetrated through the dense leaves of the jungle, casting mottled shadows on the bodies of ugly demon beasts. This was a kind of wolf tribe, with sharp teeth exposed outside their lips. Moreover, there was more than one such demon beast in the jungle. Just this kind of wolf alone, there were more than a hundred of them. Not far away, in the thorny bushes, there was a kind of humanoid "monster" covered with rotten flesh. It looked like a big rotten toad, but its head was in the shape of a bloated man. There were dozens of them.
Further away, giants with stone awls in their hands opened their eyes wide and looked around. They often touched the back of their heads with their rough palms, looking charmingly naive.
"Tuk, tuk, tuk …"
Amidst the sound of horse hooves, a man wearing black armor and a blood-red battle robe appeared. His entire head was covered by his helmet, revealing only a pair of dark eyes. The battle horse he was riding on was actually a battle horse that had already begun to rot. It breathed out a rancid smell and seemed to be a little impatient. After a long neigh, it stomped its front hooves.
"Don't worry."
The master stroked the mane of the war horse and said, "The prey is very close. Don't worry, we will share this fat prey, hahahaha …"
In the sound of footsteps, a leader carrying a long sword walked over, knelt respectfully in front of the war horse, and said, "Your Majesty, 30 miles ahead is the territory of the Shura of the Dark Moon. Hmph … She killed the King Eric. According to the rules of the Land of Exile, she should be called the King of the Dark Moon now. We have brought all the troops in the territory, a total of more than 700 troops. Her days of being the King are over!"
"She is not in the Black Mountain."
There was a hint of sharpness in the eyes of the "master", and he said, "She is already here. Order everyone to be on guard. The King of the Dark Moon may launch a sneak attack on us at any time."
"What?!" The leader was startled, "Your Majesty, you mean, she is only one person. Does she dare to take the initiative to challenge our army?"
"It seems to be the case now. She is here, and she is very close to us."
"Yes, I understand!"
He looked into the distance, his face full of fighting spirit and a smile.
The King of Hundred Battles. No one knew what his real name was, but everyone in the Land of Exile had heard of the King of Hundred Battles. This King had existed in the Land of Exile for nearly 100,000 years. He had won every battle and had never been defeated. No King had ever been able to gain an advantage against him. As a result, although the other Kings were not inferior to the King of Hundred Battles in terms of strength, no one dared to challenge his ever-victorious position.
…
Further ahead was a barren grassland. The grass that was half a person's height seemed to provide the best cover for the battlefield. This army, which did not belong to humans, stepped into the grassland and went straight into the distance. The wolf beasts were at the forefront. They scuttled into the grass, causing the grass to rustle, just like the ripples caused by fish swimming on the surface of the water.
"Sha! Ow ow … "
Suddenly, one of the ripples became violent and collapsed to the ground along with a clump of wild grass. The people in the distance could not see clearly, they could only hear the wolf beast's blood-curdling screams and a spray of fresh blood. Night had already fallen. That cold light flashed and disappeared. Everyone knew that the wolf beast had been finished off by someone.
Then came the second, the third, and more and more wolf beasts disappeared from sight. When the group of leaders under the King of Hundred Battles arrived, they only saw the corpses of the wolf beasts lying in the messy grassland. They were all killed with a single blow. Their throats were slit, and their throats were pierced by a sword!
"Who … who is she?" The spear in the leader's hand was trembling.
"She is the King of Dark Moon."
The King of Hundred Battles raised his head and looked into the distance. That overbearing aura disappeared in a flash. She was a person who was good at hiding her aura, and also a strong opponent!
Pulling the reins, he spurred the horse and said calmly, "Everyone, spread out. You must find her for me! Let her have a taste of the soft tongue of a toad. "
"Yes!"
Everyone spread out, but they were not in a mess. There were ten people in a group, and each group was equipped with a toad beast, five humans, one giant, and three wolf beasts. The combat team under the King of Hundred Battles was completely different from the other Kings. It was also because of this combat quality that his power grew in the Banished Land, so the other Kings did not dare to challenge his position.
"Be careful."
A leader held a spear in his hand and looked at every movement in the grass with a sharp look.
"Ow … Ow …"
The wolf beast bared its teeth and walked through the grass with a ferocious look. Suddenly, with a "ow ow" sound, the smell of blood filled the air. A wolf beast in front had been killed.
"Swoosh!"
In the bushes, a graceful figure swept past.
"Bastard, chase after her!" The leader roared angrily.
The giant waved his stone awl and roared as he ran on the ground, but his speed was definitely not as fast as the other two wolf beasts. However, when the wolf beast was chasing after the giant, a sword light suddenly swept past, and blood splattered. There were no more wolf beasts in this team.
"She is there, toad, do it!"
The toad man suddenly opened his mouth at a horrifying angle, and a soft tongue flew out. "Pa", it wrapped around the left leg of the girl who was running in the grass.
"Pull back!"
The soft tongue quickly retracted.
The girl raised her long sword, and the blade was shining brightly!
"Cha!"
The soft tongue was cut in half.
The leader was so shocked that his face turned pale, "Cut off the soft tongue with one sword, how is this possible? This soft tongue is something that even an armored car can't crush! Giant, kill her for me! "
"Roar …"
The giant raised his stone awl high and smashed down!
"Peng!"
The soil splashed, but there was no figure. All that could be seen was a golden crystal light rising from the sky, directly hitting the giant's lower jaw. The next moment, his huge head directly exploded, and blood splattered all over the ground.
"Bastard!"
The leader's body trembled. At this moment, he felt an inexplicable fear, as if he had a premonition that his life had come to an end.
…
"Sha sha sha …"
The grass was covered in blood, and a young girl holding a blood-stained longsword slowly walked over. She wore a slightly short cloak on her upper body, and a coffee-colored, tight-fitting skirt on her lower body, which made her exquisite and curvaceous body look particularly alluring. This attire could not have been more simple in the Banished Lands, but at this moment, it was exceptionally enchanting and enchanting.
The leader looked up at the girl's blood-red eyes, and his heart instantly turned cold. At this moment, he seemed to see death.
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