Chapter 129: Wang Anye Arrives at the Battlefield_3
Over the years, he had already transformed into a battle-hardened soldier, with his power now reaching the Heavenly Human Realm.
Especially those eyes of his, deep and austere, exuding a calm indifference to life and death.
Behind him were dozens of brothers, with several being mid-late stage Spirit Platform Realm warriors, while the rest, although slightly lower, were at least mid-stage Spirit Platform Realm in cultivation base. Each of them possessed formidable combat abilities, a steady demeanor, and a menacing aura, as if just a few dozen could besiege a city.
This was understandable.
The Demon Falcon Battalion was deemed elite among the Chao Clan's troops, having served as their representative on foreign battlefields since its formation. Even on the foreign battlegrounds teeming with experts, the Demon Falcon Battalion was considered the main force.
This battalion, boasting a long and storied history, naturally had many commendable achievements and glorious resumes, which were essential elements for forging the spirit of the army.
Correspondingly, such a battalion was also extremely indifferent to human life.
"Deputy Commander," an elite scout coldly observed the Jinyang Guard soldiers, "It's just another small town, so boring. Why don't we bypass these crappy towns and go directly to attack Rich Copper County City?"
"This matter is not something a mere Deputy Commander like me can decide," Chao Wenguang said indifferently, "However, given the regiment commander's nature, this siege battle is inevitable."
"Hehehe~ The Lu Ping City ahead couldn't even hold out for a day before falling, and this Jinyang City isn't even as large as Lu Ping City. It's hard to say how long it can withstand our Demon Falcon elite's assault." The elite scout's face broke into a cruel smile, "Ten hours? Or eight hours? By then, I could start my killing spree."
"Old Yang, what's the point of killing people?" Another elite scout chuckled, "The ladies from those local Prominent Families have a special allure. Compared to our Demonic Dynasty's brash women, I prefer those gentle and refined noble ladies. What a pity that the one we caught last time was just a Direct Vessel from a 7th-rank Aristocratic Family. I wonder what it's like to taste a young noble daughter's charm."
"Old Qiu, you brat, still thinking about the noble daughters of 7th-rank Aristocratic Families? That's the exclusive privilege of the regiment commander and his deputy. Even the Deputy Commander can only watch from the sidelines, hoping to sip some soup."
"Hahaha! I do hope the Deputy Commander can sip some soup, then we might get a taste too, hehehe!"
As they continued, the group of elite scouts burst into unrestrained laughter.
They were all mid-late stage Spirit Platform Realm in cultivation base, deliberately speaking loudly and mockingly, with their voices easily reaching the ears of the guards on the city walls.
The guards were all filled with righteous indignation, displaying expressions of humiliation.
A group of valiant women wielding blades and swords, dressed in female-style Profound Martial armors, flushed with anger, almost wanting to charge out of the city and slaughter those beasts spouting vile words.
Among the women was a particularly beautiful woman dressed in dark-colored battle attire and wearing a purple gauze crown, who angrily pulled out a Spiritual Artifact bow, gently grasped the feather, drew the string, and let loose a shot in one fluid motion.
A piercing whistling sound suddenly arose, the sharp arrow flew like lightning towards the elite scout leader.
The arrow traveled swiftly and fiercely, clearly powerful beyond ordinary.
"Qianqian Miss, powerful!"
The defense team composed of women burst into cheers, all showing admiration for her.
Her name was Murong Qianqian.
She was the noble daughter of the Jinyang 7th-rank Murong family and also a core disciple of the Rich Copper Purple Mansion Academy, possessing bloodline talent close to Second Rate Supremacy.
Young as she was, she had already reached mid-stage Spirit Platform Realm in cultivation base and should have been cultivating in the academy, but had returned home for a visit, inadvertently caught in this crisis.
She was extremely confident in her archery skills, normally able to shoot down tree trunks as thick as bowls from a mile away.
Unexpectedly.
Faced with the sharp arrow flying far towards him, Chao Wenguang didn't even bother to lift an eyelid, casually flicking out a trace of Heavenly Human Finger Strength.
Only a "bang" sound was heard, as the arrow containing Mysterious Energy instantly exploded like a flower.
"How is that possible?!"
Murong Qianqian's complexion changed abruptly, realizing something was amiss. Could it be that even a random vanguard from the enemy was a Heavenly Human Realm expert?
Meanwhile.
In the distance, rumbling sounds like muffled thunder rolled in, with the ground shaking violently as if a mountain was collapsing.
That was the sound of thousands of warhorses charging.
The Demon Falcon Battalion, known for its speed and surprise attacks, had finally arrived at the gates.
Amidst the deafening roar, dark masses surged like tidal waves, blades and swords gleaming, warhorses neighing, a momentum beyond measure.
Leading the front was naturally the vanguard camp to which Chao Wenguang belonged.
Once the main force arrived, the battle began immediately.
The commander of the vanguard was a burly middle-aged man named Tu Ping'an.
As they charged, Tu Ping'an brandished a long sword and yelled first, "The regiment commander has ordered to attack the city immediately! If Jinyang Guard isn't captured within five hours, each camp commander shall receive thirty lashes. Chao Wenguang, you'll ascend the city walls with me to pave the way for the brothers."
"Yes, Commander."
Deputy Commander Chao Wenguang responded loudly and then immediately turned his horse, leading his elite scouts to join the vanguard's sprint.
Their mounts, Black Scale Unicorn Warhorses, were level three Spirit Beasts, exceptionally fast, and had outstanding defense, incomparable to ordinary warhorses.