Immortal and Demon Cultivation

The two Storm Legions advancing eastward were counterattacked by the Southern Frontier Beast Riders. Phantom was not worried, but felt excited for the first time.

It was like she was back in the battlefield of the Southern Frontier Wasteland ten years ago, when she met Zhao Zian, the most powerful opponent in her life.

She was really afraid that she had guessed wrong, and that the Zhenlong chess game in the north was just a trick of the other party.

Now, the other party started to fight the Storm Legion head-on, and the direction was in the east, which made Phantom sure of two things.

First, the Zhenlong chess game was not a trick of the other party.

Second, the Zhenxi Army of Qu Jiuyuan was most likely hiding in a valley somewhere in the east.

Phantom quickly issued two orders.

The first order was to the commanders of the two Storm Legions guarding the central Tianyuan position and the northeast and south.

Phantom ordered the three Storm Legions to march immediately to the Storm Legions on the east and southeast fronts that were under attack, and must arrive at the battlefield within half an hour.

The second order was given to the commanders of the Storm Legion on the eastern and southeastern fronts. It was already dark today, and Phantom told them not to attack proactively, so as not to fall into the enemy's trap. They should line up their positions and wait for reinforcements. Once the reinforcements arrived, they would attack from both inside and outside, and they would surely be able to severely damage the Southern Border Beast Riders.

Phantom's two orders had already been pre-conjectured by Zhan Ying.

After Zhan Ying received the news of the Storm Legion's actions, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He murmured, "Letting the highly mobile Storm Legion stay where it is and wait for help is really courting death."

After that, he said to the Dayan clan leader, "Pass the order down, at all costs, the main force of the Storm Legion on the eastern and southeastern fronts must be eliminated within an hour.

At the same time, order the troops responsible for blocking, even if they use a suicidal fighting method, they must never let the Storm Legion on the west, south, and north get close to the battlefield!"

Zhan Ying and Li Tielan are the same kind of people. They only consider the outcome of the war and never consider the cruelty of war.

When an astronomical number of soldiers died, they would only gently erase the numbers and fill in a new string of numbers.

The first head-on confrontation between Zhan Ying and Phantom began.

The warriors of the five tribes in southern Xinjiang are never afraid of death.

Since they received the order to advance westward, no one has planned to go back alive.

In addition, yesterday morning, a disciple of Guixuan Sect secretly delivered a large amount of military supplies to them.

These supplies were originally escorted by the Nanjiang infantry soldiers behind.

These Nanjiang beast cavalrymen have learned that more than one million of their fellow comrades behind them fought with the Storm Legion of the Heavenly Realm in the Dark Wood Wasteland in the south of Longmen two nights ago. They fought for only two hours and almost all died.

This inspired the fighting spirit of the Nanjiang beast cavalry.

Zhan Ying didn't have to emphasize that the Nanjiang soldiers should fight this battle tonight at all costs.

These Nanjiang soldiers have long wanted to die with the enemy.

Explosions were heard one after another in the northern wasteland.

The order to hold on and wait for help made the Storm Legion on the eastern and southeastern fronts suffer.

The charge horn has sounded, and countless Nanjiang soldiers riding various huge beasts and wild beasts rushed out from the darkness on all sides.

The gunpowder weapons on them are simply terrifying.

This is all thanks to Ye Xiaochuan's help.

The remaining Nanjiang infantrymen in the Darkwood Wasteland left behind a large amount of military supplies when they retreated to Qianmu Valley, including countless gunpowder brought from Nanjiang.

Half of this batch of gunpowder supplies was left in Qianmu Valley, and the other half was secretly delivered to the Nanjiang Beast Cavalry who were fighting guerrilla warfare in the north by the Red Army.

Zhan Ying knew that this battle would either not be fought or it would have to be ended quickly with thundering means.

Therefore, the Nanjiang Beast Cavalry did not know what saving was at all at this moment.

From the main battlefield to the battlefields responsible for blocking the enemy reinforcements in three directions, the crackling explosions were like a sack of soybeans dumped on the ground, and they were endless.

The Storm Legion soldiers on the eastern and southeastern fronts were soon divided into several groups by the soldiers of the five tribes of Nanjiang.

The hilltops and highlands of the hills were all occupied by the Nanjiang Beast Cavalry, and tens of thousands of Storm Beast Cavalry were almost all compressed into the relatively low-lying valleys.

The commander of the Storm Legion was not stupid. If he continued to passively take the beating, he would definitely suffer a great loss.

So, they began to organize a counterattack and try to retake the high ground.

However, every beast rider in the southern border had many thunder and fire bombs and thunder rockets on his body.

No matter how the Storm Legion attacked, they were all beaten back by the new weapon of black gunpowder.

At this time, the high-level officials such as Phantom who were far away in Longmen, and the high-level officials of the Storm Legion who were in the wasteland battlefield, all felt bad.

This was no longer a matter of holding on and waiting for help.

The reinforcements from the Tianyuan area in the west were as many as 60,000 people, with strong combat power, but the Storm Legion only sent less than 20,000 people, using black gunpowder to block the enemy layer by layer.

Half an hour had passed, and these 60,000 people had only advanced less than ten miles to the east, and were still dozens of miles away from the battlefield in the east.

The Storm Legion on the northeast and southern fronts were closer to the battlefield, but they also faced the fearless resistance of the Southern Border Beast Cavalry, and they didn't even advance five miles in half an hour.

If things continued like this, the two Storm Legions trapped on the eastern battlefield would be in danger of being wiped out.

Phantom wanted the two trapped Storm Legions to break out, but the enemy's black gunpowder was so lethal that every attack by the Storm Legion was blocked by the Southern Xinjiang Beast Riders.

There were even a few times when the Storm Legion was about to break out of the encirclement, but the brave Southern Xinjiang warriors ignited all the thunder and fire bombs they carried with them, rushed towards the enemy, and smashed themselves and the enemy into pieces.

The ultimate use of gunpowder should be on weapons.

And weapons, from the moment they were invented, were used for better killing.

The craftsmen of the five tribes in Southern Xinjiang were very smart. They added a lot of things when making thunder and fire bombs, such as iron beads, lead bullets, triangular iron caltrops, etc.

These things were filled in pottery jars. The powerful force generated instantly when they exploded would spray these impurities in all directions, and the killing radius could reach two or three feet.

The six-legged beast riders were just ordinary beasts in the heavens, and they couldn't stand such cruel weapons.

Ten years ago, the six-legged beast riders that needed to sacrifice more than a dozen cavalrymen to kill were like paper tigers in front of these thunder and fire bombs, vulnerable to a single blow.

Time passed bit by bit, but the sound of explosions and fighting never disappeared for a moment.

Both sides suffered a large number of casualties, but no one was willing to retreat a single step.

After all the thunder and fire bombs were thrown, the Southern Xinjiang Beast Riders drove the Beast Riders, wielding steel knives, and rushed into the enemy camp.