Of course, Ma Yue’s fireballs and miracles were so shocking that the more than 200 enemies who believed in ghosts and gods became weak in the knees. How could they resist?
A long-range fireball attack, a large-scale "miracle", looked simple, but consumed a great deal of Ma Yue's internal energy. Ma Yue was very tired now, and his internal energy was greatly consumed.
Ma Yue just sat cross-legged quietly in the yard, trying his best to recover his internal strength.
With Bai Ying and the assistance of Lu Fang and Guo Sheng, Ma Yue was still relieved to fight and resist the enemy.
Ma Yue stuffed his ears with stuffed animals. He needed quiet to meditate and practice. However, at this moment, he needed Ma Yue, the charlatan, to boost morale. This was the only way.
War is cruel, and Ma Yue can neither see nor hear.
There were indeed a lot of enemies gathering outside, and the charge began soon.
The charging enemies kept falling, and the warriors of the Haifan tribe on the defense platform also kept falling. As long as the figure of the charlatan was still sitting behind them, the warriors of the Haifan tribe would not lose their courage.
Regardless of whether they were cowards before, once the battle began, their blood boiled. Fear of death? It was useless. Primitive people were inherently brave and aggressive. Slaves, however, had their blood suppressed for so long that once it was aroused...
Ma Yue sat there silently like a sculpture. No one came to disturb him. Only the little hyena lay silently beside Ma Yue, and on the other side was Xia Wu holding a large wooden vine shield.
White Eagle commanded the battle from the defensive platform above, while a somewhat ashamed Harumi led the elderly and weak below, constantly supplying "ammunition" to the soldiers above and treating the wounded...
Order is what Ma Yue has always emphasized. This chaotic war well demonstrates the superiority of the order of the Haifan tribe.
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