Are five hundred people a lot? On this vast battlefield, five hundred people are nothing, even if they are cavalry.
"Kill!" Five hundred cavalrymen, like crazy swords, followed Ma Yue and rushed into the melee battlefield.
As the chief witch of the Ghost Forest King Tribe, he was a very conspicuous target. It was precisely because of his immense prestige that the Ghost Forest King Tribe's soldiers continued to fight bravely. In the Ghost Forest King Tribe, the status of spiritual cultivators was extremely high, and the chief witch was the spiritual pillar of the Ghost Forest King Tribe.
However, Ma Yue's heroic act completely inspired the courage and morale of all the soldiers of the Hai tribe. The originally difficult-to-resolve melee situation suddenly became seriously tilted.
On the most critical side, the cavalry of the Sea Tribe bravely charged out a bloody path. Once the army was penetrated by the cavalry, the result was self-evident.
"A charlatan? Since you are here, I will kill you. If you die, what will be left for the Hai tribe?" Under the central flag of the Guilin King Tribe, the great witch had a gloomy and resolute look on his face.
Closer, closer, five hundred meters, three hundred meters. The Great Wizard's staff was already gathering power. Within a hundred meters, the Great Wizard had a chance to kill Ma Yue. However, Ma Yue had fought a fierce battle with King Wu in Haifan City before, so at a distance of a hundred meters, the Great Wizard was not sure of killing Ma Yue.
The huge gap in cultivation cannot be made up by courage.
"Boom!" Ma Yue was staring at the galloping horse when suddenly there was a loud noise. A thick wooden barrel fell from the sky not far from the Great Witch and shattered into pieces. A fishy smell hit him in the face.
The Great Wizard who was gathering his strength was almost out of his mind due to the smoke. The great and holy Great Wizard had never experienced such dirty weapons. The Great Wizard even felt hot spots on his face, which were caused by the hot golden juice.
"Slurp!" The witch's mount was a good horse, but it was probably hit by the splashing hot golden liquid and started jumping around.
"Boom!" Opportunities are truly fleeting. During the time the Great Wizard was being attacked by the golden juice, Ma Yue had already rushed towards him. Ma Yue's spirit sword flew out, heading straight for the Great Wizard. The Great Wizard, hastily responding, still managed to block Ma Yue's flying sword.
Ma Yue didn't expect the flying sword to harm King Wu, but he approached the Great Shaman of the Ghost Forest King Tribe again. For King Wu's Great Shaman, Ma Yue was too close. The battle range was only about ten meters, practically a close combat.
He didn't even ride the horse anymore. Ma Yue relied on his flexible body to deal with the King of Wu and the Great Wizard. That was enough.
The Guilin King's tribe, pierced by the cavalry, gradually collapsed. The five or six thousand Sea Tribe cavalry had already suffered over a thousand casualties in their efforts to break through the Guilin King's army.
The war was brutal. The most infuriating thing was that the Guilin King's tribe had a lot of cavalry, but they were defeated by the cavalry of the Hai tribe in almost one attack.
The two cavalry battalions began to gallop towards the army of the Guilin King's tribe.
"It's over!" The chief witch of the Guilin King tribe had high cultivation and of course even better observation skills. His own army was defeated, and he was entangled by this charlatan who had poor cultivation and was very difficult to deal with.
War is really not a game for spiritual cultivators. No matter how high my cultivation level is, what does it matter? If I am trapped by the Sea Tribe's army again, my life will be lost today.
The army of the Guilin King's tribe was disintegrating, and a cavalry of several hundred people from the Hai tribe had approached the battlefield between Ma Yue and the Great Witch.
The great witch could not delay any longer and turned around and ran.
Sure enough, the cavalry unleashed a volley of double-ringed pottery jar throwing lines, charging densely at the fleeing Great Shaman of the Ghost Forest King Tribe. Why were they attacking with double-ringed pottery jar throwing lines? Because, of all the current weapons, double-ringed pottery jar throwing lines had the longest range, and only double-ringed pottery jar throwing lines could possibly harm the powerful King Wu.
The great wizard waved the magic staff, and the spiritual power that burst out shattered the clay pots that were rushing towards him.
Holy shit! The Sea Tribe is so shameless! These pottery jars are filled with stinking gold juice.
Enduring great sorrow, the Great Witch finally escaped from the clutches of the Sea Tribe with his powerful cultivation.
The powerful cavalry brigade was still wreaking havoc. Many little witches from the Ghost Forest King's tribe brandished the magic sword, but eventually fell under the hooves of the Sea Tribe's cavalry and were trampled to death by the large livestock. It was a very miserable way to die.
"God!" The Ghost Forest King Tribe lost, a disastrous defeat. After this bloody battle, the victorious Sea Tribe soldiers cheered desperately, their own God was too awesome. As expected, they could fight against the even more powerful Ghost Forest King Tribe Wu Wang Great Shaman. The prowess of their own God was the bottle opener of victory in this bloody battle.
"Warriors, our soldiers cannot die in vain. We must completely overthrow Otter City and massacre it with blood. We must massacre Otter City and take revenge!" Ma Yue shouted while waving his magic sword.
"revenge!"
"Bloodbath in Otter City!"
Morale is needed before a battle, and soldiers need an outlet after a bloody battle. Damn Ghost Forest King Tribe, I'm going to cut off the foundation of your survival, why keep that damn otter?
After just one day of rest, the Sea Tribe's cavalry and infantry battalions jointly began to advance, heading straight for Otter City!
After a bloody battle, Shuichong and Tiedan's cavalry brigade was reduced to only 3,000 men. Fortunately, they had captured a large number of large livestock from the enemy cavalry. The infantry brigade of over 10,000 men was reduced to only 7,000 men.
The roughly 10,000 soldiers were all mounted on large animals, becoming cavalry. This made movement much more convenient, and riding horses was definitely faster than walking, wasn't it?
"Escaped?" Where were the soldiers of the Ghost Forest King Tribe in the Otter? There was almost no one left.
"Spiritual charlatan, we found the cellar. There's a lot of food there. The Ghost Forest King Tribe didn't have time to transport it away."
"It's good to have something to eat. Let's take a good rest in Otter City."
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