Chapter 917: The Empyrean Consort
轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！The monster clinging to the water gate had no head, its body shriveled and withered, but it was discernible as a female form.
The Soul Reaver Army, though its name sounds imposing.
But after all, they were militiamen. Facing such a huge monster, it was inevitable that their formation would be in disarray for a moment.
Hua Mulan and Lao Zhang followed the troops and charged up the riverbanks beside the trapdoor mechanism.
In the distance, the 100-man squad from the 67th Camp had approached the monsters and launched their spears from above.
But the monsters paid no heed to these barbs, focusing their attention solely on resisting the gate's mechanical hinges.
The creaking of the machinery, the snapping of hinges, the splashing of water, and the roars of the militia.
Hua Mulan only felt a deafening roar.
"If the monsters can't be defeated, Losu will remain imprisoned. Then our enemies will have escaped!" The Camp Commander urged everyone to climb the dike.
Even though Mulan practiced martial arts from a young age, she still had some shortness of breath.
When the Eighty-second Battalion reached the riverbank, the number of people attacking the monsters had exceeded 2,000. The militiamen threw their weapons chaotically, and their power was not great, but an ant bite kills an elephant, and it was no longer a degree that monsters could ignore.
Only to see the monster raising its head and spraying a jet of blood from its severed neck.
Black blood shot straight into the sky, followed by a wave of salty and metallic stench.
"Not good, get down!" Hua Mulan seemed to be born a warrior. Her keen senses told her something was wrong, and she ordered the soldiers of the Eighty-Second Battalion to seek cover.
She rolled onto the ground and hid under a protruding mechanism on the riverbank.
It turned out that this saved her life.
also saved the 82nd Camp and four surrounding camp guards.
Black blood splattered into the clouds, dyeing them a crimson-black.
Then came a hail of blood arrows, falling from the sky densely and thickly!!
"Ah~!!"
"Uh"
Screams echoed throughout the area.
The militiamen's light armor was no match for the bloody arrows, suffering heavy losses in an instant.
The monster changed the weather, repelling an attack from twenty entire camps with a single move!
A torrential downpour of blood.
Except for a few camps such as the 81st, 82nd, and 84th that remained at the Loshui battlefield, all other camps were forced to retreat.
Even the closest and most exposed camp guards with identification numbers starting with sixty were completely wiped out!
"The rain has stopped, let's go!"
The 81st Regiment Commander gritted his teeth, then dozens of men charged out of their cover.
As it turned out, Emperor Chang'an spent a lot of money and invested a great deal of training opportunities which proved to be useful.
Even the Chang'an militia, faced with such a disparity in levels, did not collapse directly.
Even able to organize sporadic counterattacks, the results were minimal at best.
Hua Mulan also jumped out of cover, the monster was already right in front of them.
The withered body hung on the gate, gasping for breath, as if the blood rain and the struggle to keep it closed had drained its strength.
But as it turned out.
The main cards of the Tong Ming Wang are not something that militia can deal with, there is a huge gap in paper strength between the two sides.
The militiaman who was shot through by the blood rain was definitely dead.
Hua Mulan discovered that their bodies were rapidly rotting, and then they transformed into skeletal frames before rising again.
He shrieked and charged at his former comrades.
And the blood flowed into the Luo River, dyeing the water surface crimson.
Eighty spearmen charged into battle against the reanimated skeletons.
Hua Mulan's heart was also filled with some panic.
(The terrifying effect of the skeleton soldiers.)
And Old Zhang beside him trembled with fear, unable to even hold his spear steadily.
"Don't worry, the brothers from camp 90 and 100 are coming up!"
(Mulan used encouragement, successfully!)
The guards braced themselves, forming a shaky line in the face of gunfire.
The skeleton soldiers were disorganized, their front ranks of bone frames colliding with hundreds of spear tips and being injured by the soul-suppressing willow wood, melting away like ice and snow.
"Rest... Rest!" Old Zhang, beside him, had been trembling just a moment ago, but once infected by the battlefield's atmosphere, he might very well become frenzied.
He rambled incoherently as he thrust his spear wildly into the skeleton soldier's ribs, head, and groin.
Soon, reinforcements from other camps arrived, and the front line stabilized temporarily.
At this time, the gigantic monster seemed to want to deal with the annoying ants on the riverbank first.
It clung to the gate, climbing upward, its hideous, massive body soon appearing on the riverbank.
Face the demon's body.
The frontline of the forward encampment collapsed instantly.
People began to flee in utter chaos.
Hua Mulan's heart was filled with despair.
This is a world where people eat each other.
Better to die of hunger than be killed by evil spirits, even if you fight alongside a seemingly good king, you will still die in battle.
This is not a problem of King Chang'an.
In this very moment.
Hua Mulan thought a lot.
Eastern Jin Dynasty, Western Jin Dynasty, and the Five Hus.
To her, it was both incredibly distant and right at hand.
Food is scarce, there have been years of war, and the Demon Clan has taken over.
Then came the resistance and bloodshed.
After Chen Wang seized Chang'an, he did enjoy a few good years.
Now that I'm serving in my father's place, it can be considered contributing to the stability of the rear.
She sincerely hopes that King Chen wins.
Thus, after his death, King Chen will treat his family and hometown people well, right
...Suddenly.
A loud shout interrupted Mulan's thoughts.
(My leader, the Kitsune, appears! Help her achieve victory in battle!)
The Mulan Reaction is not slow, but it can only capture a touch of color.
Then, the monster that had just climbed up the riverbank was knocked down by a giant fox.
Two behemoths tumbled into the Los Angeles River!
The waves that splashed up were ten zhang high!
Hua Mulan and her comrades cheered to a halt.
The enemy boss has arrived!
The Kitsune's power was lent to Venus, allowing only normal attacks, and the Tōmei-jo form was also unfavorable.
They roared in the water, wrestling as one.
The kitsune's demonic aura swirled, burning away the tattered clothes on the Tong Ming Princess, revealing her hideous stitched body, each seam ripped apart inch by inch.
Black and red blood gushed out.
And the woman's sharp nails, as they scraped across the fox demon's beautiful fur, also left deep, bone-visible scratches.
Every blow sent the fox demon trembling with pain.
At first, it was unclear who had the upper hand.
But the Luoshui Formation is about to reach its climax.
The commander of the 82nd camp died.
For he refused to defend the front line.
Overwhelmed, he was dragged from the hail of gunfire by seven or eight skeletal soldiers and then hacked to death.
The militiamen should have collapsed at this point.
But the frenzied Old Zhang stood alone and resolutely at the front, temporarily taking over the duties of the camp commander.
Of course, Lao Zhang only insisted for less than a minute.
Old Zhang died without finding peace.
Seeing the heads rolling to her feet, Mulan also stepped out of the ranks.
The militiamen were at their wit's end, but Mulan seemed to have found her footing.
Her aura seems different this time.
Lu Cheng looked at the table.
On the Chang'an ship, a large number of members from the Underworld Sect have begun to evacuate.
But his own Luoshui magic art had not yet been successfully cast.
I hadn't thought I could clear the entire Jin Long arena in one go. Facing an opponent who had been playing for a thousand years, this idea was too natural.
Both Daji and Tongming's Queen are super-positioned 5-star characters with comparable combat strength.
...and our side gained a [Soul-Tamer Army] with 4,000 HP. Logically, we should have been able to win.
But the [Royal Conjurer]’s skills were strange. One skill she used depleted the [Soul Reavers] of 1000 HP and summoned a [Skeleton Soldier (1000)].
This is a problem.
You have to know, the militiamen are not comparable to the Sea-Mountain Army. Lu Cheng had suffered morale losses twice before, and on the third time, he finally understood.
Although it's a high-ranking militia card, if its HP drops to 1/5, it will start fleeing. The card will continuously lose HP and the damage will increase over time.
The
Soul Chaser Army
probably will be countered by a single skill from a higher tier unit.
Must support!
Lu Cheng thought so, took out his cards, and was about to draw one.
Eh
Why does the "Retreat" rank decrease instead
(Your card [Soul Reaver Army] appears with an elite unit, which can exist as a single card.)
Lu Cheng took one look.
Hey.
The Jin Dynasty had drawn so many rounds, a group of ordinary cards.
This is probably the first SR with a name and face!
This isn't Mulan, is it
Historical figures include female generals.
Hua Mulan
Of course, she certainly wouldn't be considered an SSR or a top-tier historical general.
Let her bring the Mountain and Sea Synthesizer with 10,000 HP. She'll definitely not be able to do it.
But Mulan sister appearing at this moment is really awesome.
A militia with 3,000 bloods, Lu Cheng believes Mulan sister can lead it.
Okay. Here is the translation: trees stretch thousands of feet into the sky. Underneath their leafy canopy, feathered girls weave through the forest. Some are harvesting, others planting, and some form small groups of three or fiv...