Zhang Yiling mustered all his strength to raise his spear, attempting to block the fatal blow. However, the giant snake's power far exceeded his expectations. The spear snapped instantly, and he was also shaken by the immense force, coughing up blood and flying backward before crashing heavily to the ground, his fate unknown.

The infantry formation completely collapsed at this moment. The soldiers made a final stand in despair and fear. However, the two-headed serpent seemed to have inexhaustible energy. It continued to spray venom while using its body to wrap around and crush the soldiers who tried to escape. Every action was accompanied by the loss of life and the echo of screams.

On the battlefield, blood and rain mingled into a crimson sea, and the air was thick with the stench of death. The transit station suffered an unprecedented blow in this sudden upheaval, morale plummeted to rock bottom, and even the sky seemed to weep for this tragedy, as the rain intensified.

Meanwhile, the battle between Xie Dong and Zhao Feng continued, but both were involuntarily drawn to the sudden turn of events on the battlefield. Each swing of Zhao Feng's battle axe grew heavier, his eyes filled with anger and resentment. He knew that if he couldn't defeat Xie Dong quickly, the entire team would face annihilation.

Xie Dong also sensed the change in Zhao Feng; he felt that Zhao Feng's attacks had become noticeably more ferocious. But Xie Dong was no pushover either; his tenacious resistance made it difficult for Zhao Feng to achieve his goals, gradually stalling the situation.

The two fought fiercely in the rain, each move and stance executed with all their might, as if they wanted to unleash all their anger and despair into the endless rain.

However, no matter how hard they tried, they could not change the cruel reality on the battlefield—the two-headed giant snake that Brother Long had transformed into was pushing the soldiers step by step into the abyss with unstoppable force.

At this moment, braving the hail of musket fire, he turned his gaze to the charging cavalry, and with a twist of his body, he quickly charged towards them.

The cavalry were on their way to charge when they suddenly noticed the two-headed giant snake moving rapidly toward them. It was too late to change direction; they had no choice but to grit their teeth and fight the snake head-on.

However, Brother Long, who had used a secret technique, was clearly far superior to these soldiers. Even with the cavalry's combined efforts, they still couldn't budge the giant snake's hard scales. In addition, the torrential rain had soaked the snake's body, making it extremely slippery. The spears and swords in their hands either fell or broke, and at best, they could only leave a white mark on the snake's scales.

The fate of the cavalry was predictable. With a flick of its tail, the giant serpent overturned them, horse and rider, and the cavalrymen lay on the ground, unable to get up. The giant serpent then quickly moved forward, using its enormous size and venom to finish them off one by one. Soon, the entire cavalry unit was wiped out.

Zhao Feng was extremely anxious, but he was still unable to break through Xie Dong's blockade. Seeing that the cavalry had also been wiped out, he felt a surge of anger and his blood was burning. He wished he could tear the person in his way to the ground immediately.

Brother Long cleared out all the men Zhao Feng had brought out, and then gathered his men to surround them.

Zhao Feng glanced at the number of enemy soldiers and regretted taking the initiative to attack. Seeing that he was already surrounded, he knew that if he continued to fight, he would surely die. He began to think of a way to break out.

Inside the transit station, the remaining forty soldiers poured fire on the Allied forces, but with limited effect. They watched helplessly as their comrades were killed, and now their commander was also surrounded. Some soldiers were already tempted to rush out and relieve the siege.

Brother Long moved behind Zhao Feng and joined forces with Xie Dong to attack Zhao Feng from both sides.

Although Zhao Feng had an advantage in equipment and attributes, he couldn't withstand the combined attack of two teammates of the same level and still took several heavy hits.

Xie Dong's hammer strikes were blunt, the force penetrating Zhao Feng's heavy armor and causing his blood to surge. Just as he was about to retaliate, Brother Long stepped forward to cover Xie Dong, making things extremely difficult for Zhao Feng. Their attacks were relentless, like a tidal wave, leaving him almost no chance to breathe. His stamina was rapidly depleting, and even with skill enhancements, he couldn't fully recover.

Zhao Feng cleaved a fleeing Allied soldier to death with a single axe stroke, then activated the newly spawned Fighter and Berserk abilities. He then charged headlong towards the transfer station, ignoring everything else. Any Allied soldiers who tried to stop him were easily dispatched by Zhao Feng with a single axe strike. Eventually, the survivors were terrified, and no one dared to stand in his way anymore.

"Go for it! What are you bunch of useless trash doing? With so many of you, are you afraid of just one guy?"

The human head of the two-headed giant serpent spoke in a human voice, shouting sternly at the retreating allied forces. Left with no other choice, he had to stand in front. He understood the principle of letting a tiger return to the mountain; he surmised that Zhao Feng must be a high-ranking member of the Eagle Regiment, and if he truly escaped back to the transit station, capturing him again would be difficult.

Zhao Feng was blinded by rage. Seeing Brother Long blocking his way, his anger intensified. He swung his sword at Brother Long's massive body. Brother Long quickly swung his tail to block.

Zhao Feng swung his axe, slashing a huge gash across its body. If Brother Long hadn't shifted his position at the crucial moment, this attack could very well have severed its tail.

Brother Long winced in pain and retreated rapidly, muttering curses as if complaining that the Brotherhood members were useless.

Xie Dong caught up with Zhao Feng, leaped up, and slammed the hammer to the ground. Another shockwave appeared, causing Zhao Feng to stagger and taste a sweetness in his throat.

In the critical moment, Zhao Feng dumped all the Molotov cocktails and explosives from his backpack behind him, attempting to block Xie Dong and the allied forces behind him. However, these things had limited effect. The allied forces used all kinds of protective skills, and Zhao Feng only bought a little time. Meanwhile, Brother Long opened his blood-red mouth and spat poison at Zhao Feng.

At the critical moment, a soldier clad in full steel armor appeared behind Brother Long. Holding a spear, he quickly approached Brother Long's tail, aimed at the wound left by Zhao Feng, and thrust it in forcefully. The spear pierced through Brother Long's tail like a nail and stuck into the ground.

Startled, both in pain and anger, Brother Long turned its head to try and break free, only driving the spear deeper. Zhao Feng seized this opportunity to quickly approach Brother Long and left another bloody gash on its body with an axe blow. Brother Long cried out in pain, finally managing to free its tail from the spear, and then, like a frightened little beast, darted away to the side.

Zhao Feng ignored him and continued to retreat towards the transfer station. Along the way, he dragged away the soldier who was on the verge of death and almost fainted. He recognized the soldier as Zhang Yiling. The attack by Brother Long had not killed him, but only made him faint. He did not expect that this would help him break through the encirclement.