The instant Zhang Lisheng stopped, the giant millispiders that the tens of thousands of aborigines riding behind him also automatically stopped running and jumping in the jungle with their slender legs.
This kind of perfect natural connection between movement and stopping without any orders could be regarded as one of the advantages that a warrior with a good war partner had over an ordinary warrior. Partners were like their extended limbs that could be manipulated freely. At the same time, they could also automatically make some predictions based on the instinct of ferocious beasts and poisonous insects.
After the punitive army stopped, the tribal dispatch warriors drove the giant spiders under them to gather beside the Raider, waiting for his order. However, they heard Zhang Lisheng's question.
The warriors did not dare to answer and could only bow their heads humbly in the drizzle. At this time, a resolute voice resonated from under the tree, "Great Raider, it's not only Samru's guardian spiritual monster that's blocking those alchemy machines.
I think all of the spiritual monsters in the tribal coalition led by Samru, Pelungia and Eruya may be there! "
"All of the spiritual monsters in the tribal coalition?" Zhang Lisheng looked at the tragic battle in the distance and asked with a frown, "What about the other tribes? Have they given up resisting?"
"In the tribal alliance, Samru is the closest to the outlander's stone city and our Tudenan. Whether it's those outlanders or us, it's impossible for us or those outlanders to cross Samru and attack the other tribes in the alliance silently. At this time, the Kamando people still need the tribal alliance as a barrier, so it's even more impossible …"
"Turaru, have you forgotten that we, Tudenan, have a wooden ship that we can use to bypass the sea route to fight? Those outlanders can even use the leapfrog tactic …" Zhang Lisheng retorted and suddenly thought of two things. One was how terrifying the sea spiritual monsters were when they occupied a geographical advantage.
Two was that it was impossible for the aborigines on Shrimp B1 Island to know that other than a powerful weapon, the US Army's plane flying in the sky was also a means of transportation. At once, a pang of realization hit him. Gritting his teeth, he said, "You're right, Turaru! Looks like they didn't just wait for their death obediently.
The sea spiritual monsters guarding the tribal coalition must be lying in ambush at the bottom of the sea, waiting for our Tudenan or the outlander's fleet to take the bait.
It's a pity that they've been outsmarted by their own cleverness this time. It's easier for them to gather together … "
When the young man had a ferocious expression on his face, the US fighter jets had already begun to suffer heavy losses as they were unable to adapt to the spiritual monsters' battle rhythm.
In this case, the bombers, who were eager to return, could only drop the bombs without aiming. But even so, the multi-warhead cluster bombs still exerted extremely terrifying power when they landed. In the earth-shattering explosion, the bouncing warheads turned into fierce flames that spread in the dense forest, illuminating the entire forest as bright as day.
When the tribe was bombed last time, the Tudenan people had already hidden in the underground coast. Other than hearing some dull roars, they did not witness the terrible scene caused by the human bombers.
Now that they saw with their own eyes that the mountain forest suddenly turned into a sea of flames under the curtain of rain, even the bravest Tudenan warrior had a horrified look on his face.
Only Turaru calmly commanded his partners to lead more than 100 of his closest aborigine warriors to climb up the giant tree and stand in front of the Raider. Then, he gathered all of the warriors' power on his own body with sorcery and put on a defensive posture.
"Turaru, don't be so sensitive. Besides, I'm not that fragile to the point where I need someone to protect me." Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a moment before bursting into a chuckle.
"Great Raider, my power comes from your gift so the most important use is to guard you."
Upon hearing Turaru's words, the young man smiled noncommittally but did not say anything more. Quietly looking at the US military's fleet in the drizzle, they finally got rid of the spiritual monsters' entanglement after losing 14 to 15 escort planes. Rising high in the air, they retreated in a circle and gradually flew further away.
Feeling that the time had come, when he was about to order an attack, he suddenly heard a subtle whistling sound coming from afar.
Turning his head to look in the direction of the sound, Zhang Lisheng saw hundreds of missiles that looked like pencils from afar with a dazzling flame on their tails rising in the direction of the human gathering place. Emitting a sound that was getting louder and louder, they flew towards Samru.
It was apparent that this was another round of retaliatory attack launched by the highest commander of the US army stationed on Shrimp B1 Island, Cole, after learning that the airstrike he proposed had fallen into the ambush of the aborigine's tribal coalition and caused the fleet to suffer heavy losses.
In any case, the attack that he and Zhang Lisheng had agreed on was a round of saturation bombing. With the word 'saturation,' as long as the attack time was not too long, from a tactical point of view, it could also be regarded as a round.
In just a blink of an eye, the missiles flew across hundreds of miles of mountain forest and landed around the Samru tribe's habitat.
Unlike the cluster bombs dropped by the bombers, it was apparent that the overwhelming missile attack this time used a 'diving warhead' that could explode deep underground. The visual impact formed by the attack was far less dazzling than the bombing, but when it created huge craters of up to ten meters deep, the soil that was mixed with the blood and wreckage of the aborigines had undoubtedly caused greater damage to the tribal coalition.
After several missile attacks, there was already a strong smell of gunpowder and blood drifting into the nose of the Tudenan people, causing them to clench the weapons in their hands for no reason as their faces turned stiff.
Sensing the strange atmosphere in the surroundings, Zhang Lisheng suddenly chimed in, "This kind of attack where we can't see the enemy but are heavily injured can indeed reduce the will of the tribal coalition to the greatest extent. However, if we want to defeat them completely, we still need to rely on our attacks on the ground.
Hiding in the distance and controlling the machinery will never be able to complete the real 'conquest'! "
"Yes, Great Raider!" Turaru, whose expression remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, allowed the rain to slide down his face as he replied loudly, "Only you can be the only conqueror of this island under our feet!"
"Very good, Turaru!" When Zhang Lisheng saw that the saturated blow of the US army had ended from afar, he stood up from the wizard gu and raised his arm as he roared, "Then go and conquer the enemy for me!
Tudenan people, charge! "
Coincidentally, lightning flashed down from the sky, illuminating the young man covered with green scales like a ghost. When the Tudenan warriors scattered in the jungle saw the ferocious and heroic posture of the Raider, they bared their teeth and shouted loudly, "Charge! Charge!" Then, they commanded the giant spider under them to charge towards Samru, slowly wiping out the last vitality of this ravaged ancient Hellfire tribe.
In fact, when the Tudenan people attacked, the actual number of the remaining native warriors gathered in Samru was at least 150,000. Under normal circumstances, if they were to line up in a battle formation and unite with a sufficient number of guardian spiritual monsters, they would be able to compete with the Tudenan's conquering army.
However, at this moment, these warriors who had either just dug out the collapsed hole and crawled out of the hole were looking around in panic in the night rain or had already lost all hope due to the terrifying ability displayed by the outlanders.
In front of the Tudenan warriors led by more than 700 Super Hellfiremen who had mastered the spellcasting ability, they were just like a flock of sheep in front of a pack of wolves. They could only wait to be slaughtered.
Seeing that the defeat was already irreversible, a spiritual monster whose entire body was covered with sharp stone blades suddenly pointed at Zhang Lisheng, who was riding on Ghostface, whose body had expanded to a length of 100 meters and a height of over 20 meters, commanding the wizard gu to continuously spit out spider webs to hunt down the injured spiritual monsters. Then, he shouted incoherently, "Such a coincidence! Such a coincidence!
Tudenan's Raider! Have you already formed an alliance with those outlanders? "
Looking at the crazed look of the stone blade spiritual monster from afar, Zhang Lisheng ignored it and commanded the huge four-faced spider under his feet to cast its omniscient power with his mind.
In an instant, the hair of Ghostface that was swaying softly in the rain stretched out infinitely and turned its entire body into a net that covered the sky, trapping the stone blade spiritual monster in it.
After the spiritual monster fell into the net, it only struggled for two to three times before lying stiffly on the mud ground, motionless. With a wave of the young man's hand, the fog beast's mouth that appeared in the air tore it into several pieces.
After the stone blade spiritual monster died, the net that was still wrapped around its body suddenly dispersed and turned into silk threads that covered the sky. Carrying a round Gold Core, it reweaved itself into Ghostface's body in midair and landed beside Zhang Lisheng.
The young man who had calmly killed a hostile spiritual monster threw the Gold Core he obtained into the animal skin bag in his hand as though nothing had happened. He did not pay any attention to the spiritual monsters of the tribal coalition that were still alive and had already charged towards him.
The 17 tribal alliance led by Samru, Pelungia, and Eruya had a total population of 630,000 to 40,000 people. Due to the fact that a few tribes had a long history, there were a total of more than 270 guardian spiritual monsters.
In the war of attacking the human gathering place, the tribal coalition forces had lost about 30% of the 80 spiritual monsters.
Among the remaining 190 spiritual monsters, 40% of the sea spiritual monsters had already dived into the bottom of the sea to ambush three days ago.
After the round of saturation bombing by the US army, the remaining 110 forest spiritual monsters were mostly injured. Unfortunately, three to five of them had even died.
Coupled with the fierce charge of the tens of thousands of Tudenan elite warriors, there were only less than 80 spiritual monsters charging towards Zhang Lisheng right now. However, if they really gathered together, it would be enough to tear the young man into pieces.
Unfortunately, the current Tudenan was no longer the era where Zhang Lisheng could handle the overall situation alone. Before the tribal alliance's spiritual monsters could even get within 100 meters of the young man, they were already surrounded by several hundreds of Super Hellfiremen who had transplanted the Gold Core fragments.
"Guardian spiritual monsters of the Samru, Pelungia, and Eruya tribes, all of you have fallen into a dead end tonight. Initially, I only wanted to conquer Samru but now, it seems like before dawn, I should be able to …" Looking at the spiritual monsters who had fallen into a fierce battle, Zhang Lisheng commanded the wizard gu to kill them one by one and said with a hearty laugh.
However, he did not expect that extreme joy would turn into sorrow. The mountain under his feet suddenly split open silently, and a red flesh tube full of jagged fangs drilled out and swallowed him in one gulp.
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