Just as Zhang Yu and the rest entered the main camp of the Tough Claw tribe, outside of Guang Yao Town, a large number of ships were moving down the Dan River. The sails on the river were like a forest, and one could not see the end of it.
The Southern Region of the Protectorate General had always been a united front. After receiving the military order from the Governor, the Governing Bureau, and the Commandant, the forty towns in the middle and lower reaches of the Dan River were all mobilized.
In just two days, the number of soldiers on the roster had already reached thirty-eight thousand. The soldiers from each town took the boats down and gathered at Guang Yao Town.
The resources for this battle were all provided by the Governing Bureau and transported along the artificial canals and Dan River that the Protectorate General had dug in the past hundred years. Before the soldiers and horses arrived, the rations and equipment were already piled up like mountains.
At this moment, Yang Jian had already arrived at Guang Yao Town. When she left the city with a hundred guards, she felt that there were too few people. However, as the guards passed the military seal along the way, the number of people around her grew like a rolling snowball. It was so large that it made her afraid.
She didn't know how to march and lead troops, nor did she know how to arrange troops. Fortunately, she was self-aware and didn't blindly give orders in the heat of the moment. She left all the organization and dispatch to the camp managers An Youting had arranged by her side to complete.
A young camp manager came to the top of the city walls at this time. He cupped his fists towards Yang Jian and said, "Captain Wei, at the latest the night after tomorrow, the people on the roster will all arrive. Is there anything else this subordinate needs to arrange?"
Yang Ying came back to her senses and tried to put on a serious expression. "That … that, right, when can we set off?"
The camp manager said calmly and seriously, "If Captain Wei wants to set off now, we can gather twenty thousand people together with the militia of Guang Yao Town. Because time is a little tight, we only have sixty cannons and five thousand muskets. The cavalry is also only a thousand cavalry from Guang Yao Town. The Tough Claw tribe has more than a hundred priests, and there is also EsGod. Forgive me for being direct, but the strength of our upper echelons is still not enough."
Yang Ying was not confident. She looked around and said, "I, I am only going to protect Sir and my classmates. I don't want to fight …"
The camp manager said, "If it is just a deterrent, then it is enough."
"Yes, yes, yes." Yang Ying nodded repeatedly.
The camp manager said calmly, "Captain, please set a specific departure time. This subordinate can make the arrangements accordingly."
Yang Ying thought about it and whispered, "Can we leave at night …?"
The Camp Manager looked at her expressionlessly.
Yang Ying guiltily avoided his gaze. After a while, she gritted her teeth and finally gathered her courage. She raised her head and said, "Tomorrow, we'll leave tomorrow morning!"
Ying Guan said, "I suggest we wait until the end.
Yang Ying nodded immediately.
Solemnly, the camp supervisor bowed to her and said, "This subordinate will make the arrangements."
When Yang Ying saw that he had left, she heaved a sigh of relief and leaned against the wall. She suddenly felt that leading an army to war was very tiring. It was not as awe-inspiring as she had imagined.
At this time, she heard a melodious bugle call in the wind. She walked to the other side of the wall and looked out. She saw rows and rows of soldiers coming from the river bank and choosing a place to set up camp outside Guang Yao town. At this time, the densely packed tents stretched out and spread out on the plains. The huge number of tents created a particularly magnificent scene.
She suddenly felt her heart calm down. She turned her head and looked to the other side. "Sir, everyone, I will come to pick you up soon."
At night, the Strong Claw tribe lit up torches and there were bonfires outside the camp. Under the twilight, there were spots of red light on the plains.
In the open space at the entrance of the main camp, the two Suanni had just finished their night meal and were about to fall asleep. However, the originally quiet Suanni seemed to have been stimulated by something and suddenly became restless. Then, they let out angry roars.
Immediately, two barbarians who were responsible for taking care of them came over to comfort them, but they couldn't calm them down. Just as one of them tried to inform the chief, the two Bi 'an suddenly broke free from their restraints and stepped out of the symbolic fence, trampling the barbarian into pieces. After smelling the blood, the two spiritual monsters seemed to have released their natural instincts, roaring and rampaging in the camp.
The two behemoths immediately caused chaos in the camp. It was unknown how many barbarians were trampled to death in the night. Fortunately, there was a heavy rain and the wet mud in the camp did not cause a fire.
Zhang Yu was sitting in a spacious tent. He was using a clean cloth to wipe the Xia sword in his hand. He also heard the roars outside. But he was far away from the entrance of the camp and it would not affect him for the time being.
Su Zhu had been sitting there with his eyes closed. When he heard the sound, he only opened his eyes and listened for a moment. Then, he ignored it.
Zhang Yu's movements of wiping the sword were very slow. As the communication between the man and the sword became stronger, the lake in his heart gradually enlarged.
At this time, he could feel that many people were approaching him. Among them, there were three strong and evil auras. They came from the front and were approaching the camp.
The two disciples of Su Zhu were shouting outside the tent. There was also the sound of sword and shield colliding.
Shi Mu did not move. Su Zhu who was sitting not far away looked at him. Then, he took out a short knife, stood up and walked out. His body flashed with brilliance as he walked.
Not long after he went out, there were bursts of collision and explosion outside. There were also shouts and screams.
Although the fight was fierce and the movement was very loud, the people of the Strong Claw tribe did not come here. It was unknown whether it was because the two Suan Ni had attracted all their attention.
Zhang Yu put down the wiping cloth and stood up with the sword in his hand. Then, he walked out step by step. At the same time, a fluorescent light rose from his body.
He walked out of the tent. He saw that the ground was littered with broken shields and spears. There were also about twenty barbarian corpses. However, there was still a barbarian standing there. He had a long black feather on his head. His face was covered with a bird's beak mask, and his body was draped in blood-red feathers. His body was twice as tall as an ordinary person. Moreover, his body was shrouded in a layer of blood-red mist.
Su Zhu and his two disciples were standing in front of him. They looked dignified. They had tried to break the blood-red mist barrier on the giant's body no matter how they attacked. Moreover, the giant's strength was incomparably huge. His body was also surprisingly flexible. He didn't look as bloated as he looked.
Zhang Yu glanced at the attire of this huge barbarian and immediately recognized the origin of this barbarian. "Blood Feather Warrior? So, you are a remnant of the Blood Sun Ancient Kingdom. "
He took a deep breath, and the fluorescent light on his body seemed to become brighter. He slightly lowered his center of gravity. Then, he exerted his strength under his feet. His whole body turned into a beam of light, and shot toward the giant.
Su Zhu was startled. He hurriedly shouted, "Brother Zhang, be careful. He is not afraid …"
His voice hadn't died away when a lightning flashed in the air. At the same time, a sound of something being cut was heard. A huge head flew up in the air.
His huge body swayed a few times and then fell down with a dull thud. Blood gushed out from the broken neck and flowed to the ground, but it made a sizzling sound. The surrounding mud was instantly corroded and a large part of the surrounding area was corroded.
Zhang Yu's sword had succeeded. But, his face didn't show any surprise.
The Bloodfeather Warriors were very powerful, and the feathers and blood mist on their bodies could block swords and guns like the spiritual clothes of spiritual creatures. However, they could not block the slash of a magical artifact like the Xia Sword, so this result was not surprising.
In fact, when this magic tool was refined, the first imaginary enemy was these things.
However, this was just taking advantage of their unpreparedness. The reason why the Blood feather warrior was called a warrior was that they were good at all kinds of fighting skills. At the same time, they also had some incredible abilities.
At this time, he was in the air. Before he landed, a huge figure suddenly squeezed out from the shadows on his left. A huge hoe in his hand chopped down at him.
The person came without a sound, and the timing was just right.
Zhang Yu gently swung his arm outward. His body slowly turned in the air. Then, his sword was like a long whip. He retracted it and swung it. The first half of his sword slapped on the hoe. The huge knife was unexpectedly slapped to the side by him, and he borrowed the force to move back.
But at this time, in the darkness, another hoe came from the upper right. It brought a strong wind pressure.
The tip of his foot touched the ground, and he stood firmly. At the same time, he gently raised his arm and swung his sword horizontally. With a clang, he actually blocked the ferocious knife. But the mud under his feet was forced open, which was enough to show the power of this attack.
The huge figure's attack didn't have any effect. Then, he pushed the hoe forward. The sharp tip of the blade stabbed at Zhang Yu. At the same time, he stepped forward and pushed with force, trying to suppress the space he had to dodge.
Zhang Yu's feet moved slightly, and he avoided the tip of the blade. At the same time, he shook his sword and took a step forward with unimaginable speed. His sword pointed at the person's chest.
Boom!
It was clearly a simple sword, but there was a huge muffled sound.
That enormous body paused for a moment. There was clearly only a small dot in front of its chest, but a huge hole had appeared on its back. Countless feathers mixed with blood could be seen shattering in the air and drifting down.
Zhang Yu maintained his sword posture. In this sword, he condensed all the power in his body on the tip of the sword. In an instant, along with the sword light, it exploded. This was not only a sword that controlled the power to the extreme, but also a sword that combined the power of heart and divine Qi.
After a moment, the giant took a few steps back and fell to the ground with a boom.
At this time, the last Blood Feather warrior pulled the hoe out of the mud. He looked at the field and saw Zhang Yu, Su Zhu, and the others looking at him. After a moment of silence, he didn't choose to attack again. Instead, he turned and ran.
This was the right choice. If there was no chance of winning, and no one gave them a death order, they wouldn't fight to the death.
At the same time, his body was rapidly shrinking, but his speed was increasing. However, at the same time, his defensive ability was weakening.
Zhang Yu raised his sword and looked forward. Just as he was about to attack, his heart trembled slightly and he put his hand down.
When the Blood Feather warrior passed by a tent, he saw a tall figure in bear skin suddenly take a step forward and block his path. He allowed the huge force to crash into him, but he stood there without moving. Then, he stretched out his hands and grabbed the Blood Feather warrior. He lifted him over his head and his hands pulled outwards, tearing the body apart. He allowed the corrosive blood to flow on his cheeks and body.
That person casually threw away the two pieces of the corpse, wiped his face, and walked forward to a place where the light could reach. He looked at Zhang Yu and the others and cracked a smile. He said in Tianxia language, "I am the great chief of the Tough Claw tribe, Aikulu. Descendants of the gods from Tianxia, it seems that you are the guests I have been waiting for."
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