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Chapter 347 - 248 Defining the Battle Situation

Chapter 347: Chapter 248 Defining the Battle Situation

The northern wind was like a knife, sweeping up a thousand piles of snow.

Due to the collision of the war colossus that had sacrificed itself, the towering walls, fissured like a spiderweb, spread rapidly as cries of battle shook the smoke and snow-ridden ramparts.

The Protective City Formation, under the control of the Second Prince, had successfully slain an ice beast colossus with thick skin during its charge, but the impact from the last bear-shaped colossus directly shattered the overloaded Formation Patterns of the Southern City.

The tactical objective of the Barbarian Strange King, paid for with the price of three ice field colossi, had been achieved.

Although the walls, thick as mountains, had not completely collapsed, the entire Protective City Formation of the southern part of the city had completely succumbed to paralysis.

What was more critical was the fact that the body of the war colossus, after death, had crashed onto the city walls, directly forming a natural land bridge to the gatehouse.

The vanguard troops of the Barbarian Tribes split into two groups, attacking the city ramparts and the destroyed triumphal arch like ferocious wolves.

The two armies clashed in close quarters in an instant.

The totems conjured by the Barbarian Tribes and the virtual halberd shadows condensed by the Dayan Army Formation kept interweaving and colliding, setting off torrents of roars.

In such a large-scale war, most high-level cultivators hardly dared to show themselves.

But at this critical juncture, some high-level cultivators who cared not for their lives would take risks to strike, wiping out swathes of enemy troops before instantly retreating far away.

This naturally included Zhou Chen, who had been forcibly conscripted for the city’s defense.

Zhou Chen unsheathed the jade sword on his back and just as he executed his Cultivation Technique to slash at a group of Barbarian soldiers who had climbed onto the walls to secure their footing and wait for reinforcements, he was about to flee when he felt his presence locked on.

Then, instantly,

As if in slow motion and yet swiftly, a white tiger totem burst forth from the snowy mist below, shooting directly at him!

Given the speed, he had no time to dodge.

Zhou Chen’s pupils shrank and the prepared dark glow of his Dao Charm sword light flashed as he furiously swung it toward the huge tiger phantom.

"Boom!"

The two forces of intense Origin Qi collided on the tower, creating a great pit upon the city wall.

Unable to withstand the force, Zhou Chen transformed into a blur of afterimages at the moment of the roaring sound, plummeting quickly towards the interior of the city, crashing through several buildings and raising a cloud of smoke, his life and death unknown.

And this was just one corner of the entire war.

Every minute, no, every second, an untold number of the People of Yan and Barbarian Tribes perished in this meat grinder, bone spurs piercing hearts, Spiritual Blades chopping off heads, crimson and black blood spreading rapidly throughout the Southern City......

Even amidst the earth-shaking battle cries, countless Barbarian Tribes had already clambered onto the city walls, yet the gatehouse, as the largest stronghold of the Southern City, still stood as solid as Mount Tai.

Yuan Hao, the commander, turned a blind eye to the melee below, as he simply had no time to spare for such matters at this moment.

His gaze was fixed on the last surviving colossus of the Barbarian Tribes that loomed in and out of the fog.

An excellent commander is always able to analyze quickly the gravest threat on the battlefield.

Indeed, the current situation in the Southern City was perilous, but the greatest threat was not those Barbarian troops who had taken to the ramparts, nor those that entered the city through the triumphal gate, but rather that last surviving war colossus.

Deprived of the attack mechanism of the Protective City Formation, the city wall’s defensive engines simply could not inflict fatal damage on that war colossus, and once that colossus reached beneath the Southern City...

Large sections of the walls could be smashed flat by that beast.

If the walls were destroyed, the entire Southern City would be indefensible.

If the war colossus entered the city, the resulting chain reaction could lead to the complete fall of Northern Border City.

There would be no street battles.

As these thoughts flashed through his mind, a hint of solemnity crossed Yuan Hao’s handsome face.

The Prince Wu Yuan had allocated him 30,000 Sect Border Army troops to command, which was why he had not yet deployed his own Black Scale Army.

Most of the defending forces on the city walls were now the Sect Border Army; he had only dispatched a few mid-level officers to shout orders and maintain discipline among them.

As for his Black Scale Army... they were encamped in formation within the city, acting as supervisory units.

Retreaters would be killed without mercy!

He had considered saving his own strength, but also the bigger picture.

It was a simple logic,

If he allowed the Black Scale Army to defend the city walls alongside the Border Army, the difference in their Cultivation Techniques, which prevented them from forming a united Army Formation, was not the main issue. The spirit of the Black Scale Army could easily be broken by these swine.

Once their spirit was broken, the entire situation in the Southern City would be utterly ruined.

On the other hand, if he let the Black Scale Army take the brunt of the attack at the front, and should they suffer too many casualties while defending and need to retreat, the idea of relying on these second-line Sect Border Army to take back the gate and retake the city was pure fantasy.

However, the development of the battle after its initiation was somewhat unexpected to Yuan Hao.

Strategic perfection only exists in paintings.

Although Yuan Hao had made many preparations before the battle, he had not anticipated that the "Sunshade" released smoke and the rising snow mist would "stabilize" the defense of the Sect Border Army.

In a vision-obscured haze,

People could only see their immediate vicinity, and even if some were afraid and wanted to flee, they could not see others who were fighting desperately.

During the frenzy of battle, there was, for a time, a deadlock against these ferocious Barbarian Tribes.

It was an unexpected bonus.

With this thought, Yuan Hao watched the war colossus charging towards the walls like an earth-shattering force, his grip on the handle of his sword tightened slightly.

It was time to make a decision.

He had to lead the Black Scale Army out of the city to slay that remaining colossus.

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Hao turned back to glance at the Black Scale Army ready and waiting beneath the city.

This sortie was highly likely to be a one-way trip, and success was not guaranteed, but it had to be done, otherwise, it would be certain death.