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Chapter 348 - 248 Defining the Battle Situation_2

Chapter 348: Chapter 248 Defining the Battle Situation_2

Having made his decision, Yuan Hao did not pause for even a moment, immediately turning to the newly appointed deputy by Li Qingyan’s side, a middle-aged strong man with a beard, also the Commander of the thirty thousand Border Army from the Sects, and spoke sternly:

"Deputy Commander Qing, I don’t care what means you use, but you must hold the city walls with your soldiers."

Upon hearing this, Deputy Commander Qing slightly furrowed his brow.

He could see the big picture, so he was doing his best to control the Military Formation Technique to maintain the defense of the city walls.

But understanding the larger situation did not change his disdain for this Commander Yuan.

As the linchpin maintaining the Border Army Formation, Qing Genglan could vividly sense that at every moment, countless brethren under his command were losing their breath forever.

Why?

Why were Yuan Hao’s Black Scale Army supervising from the rear while his men were fighting desperately on the front lines?

After a moment of silence, Deputy Commander Qing still bowed and clenched his teeth:

"Naturally, with Commander Yuan’s Black Scale Guards supervising from behind, my soldiers would certainly not dare retreat."

Yuan Hao looked at Deputy Commander Qing, his tone even:

"You don’t need to feel unfair. I will personally lead the Black Scale Guards out of the city right away."

Upon hearing these words, Deputy Commander Qing was stunned for a moment, clearly understanding the situation of the battle. He subconsciously glanced at the mountain-like shadow a few miles away:

"Leave the city? Are you going out to slaughter that colossus?"

Yuan Hao smiled, as if making small talk:

"Deputy Commander Qing, you should be well aware that if we don’t kill that colossus, we’re all going to die here."

With that said,

the two commanders fell silent atop the city gate tower.

The bone-chilling gales howled high above, but amidst the ground-shaking cries of battle, they no longer carried a chill.

In the short breaths that followed, without receiving a reply, Yuan Hao immediately turned and left.

The urgency of battle could not be delayed.

At that moment,

Qing Genglan, with downcast eyes, suddenly called out from behind Yuan Hao:

"The reserve troops coming to reinforce the inner city will soon arrive; I, Qing, will organize an army to clear the way for Commander Yuan."

Yuan Hao’s steps faltered slightly, and he looked back in mild surprise.

Qing Genglan smiled with his uneven beard:

"Commander Yuan, ’men of different principles do not make plans together.’ We weren’t on the same path before, and perhaps we’ll even cross swords in the future,

"But at this very moment,

"I think, we can consider ourselves comrades."

"....."

After a brief silence,

Yuan Hao looked deeply at the bearded middle-aged man, chuckled lightly, and shook his head:

"You... are not too bad; I’ll go easy on you in the future."

Having said that,

he leapt down from the city tower.

Qing Genglan’s mouth twitched at those words, spitting in the direction Yuan Hao had left:

"Dammit, such an arrogant brat, survive first before you brag."

With those words, he activated his Military Formation Technique, beginning to assemble the soldiers in the inner city.

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If the battle on top of the city walls could be called a meat grinder, then the area by the destroyed triumphal arch was an unabashed meat mincer.

The Barbarian Tribes, using the might of that dead colossus, had breached the city, establishing a bridgehead, but the ready and awaiting Dayan Army Formation had surrounded the area, making it impenetrable.

The Barbarian Tribes needed to hold this bridgehead inside the city and spread out further, while Dayan aimed to demolish it.

Both sides suffered continual casualties and kept pouring in more troops.

The fierce collisions caused Origin Qi in the air to become chaotic beyond measure, with bone piles from both sides mounting like hills, only to be turned by the impressive military formation’s phantasms into a muddy shower of blood and flesh that splattered everywhere, covering walls and ground in red and black, with a stench that pierced the heavens.

To die here, leaving a complete corpse, was merely a hope.

If nothing changed, this flesh mill would continue until one side’s manpower was exhausted or too damaged to retreat on their own accord.

But change happened swiftly.

Alongside the impressive gate of South City, two of the other three giant gates were being slowly raised.

The observing Barbarian Tribes, positioned below the city, were stunned by the sight, but soon enough, their low-ranking leaders realized this signaled the People of Yan’s intent to sortie.

Outstanding military discipline enabled the Barbarian Tribes’ Elite Troops to form a temporary defense line instantly as the city gates fully opened, ready to invade and expand the meat mincer at the wall’s base.

Dressed in Border Army Armor, the heavy cavalry fought desperately to forge ahead and clear a path, while the heavy infantry followed, pressing towards the flanks.

Their advance was swift.

However, as the soldiers forming the army formation all had the cultivation levels of Eighth or Ninth Grade, this push lasted for barely a quarter of an hour and only covered a distance of about a mile before being halted by the stable formations of the Barbarian Tribes outside the city.

A mid-sized army formation made up of ten thousand men consisted of squads of soldiers condensing into small formations that interlocked and corresponded with each other.

Under the overwhelming assault from the vast Barbarian army outside the city, these small formations swiftly broke apart, causing the mid-sized army formation comprised of ten thousand men to begin to wobble dangerously.

"The People of Yan’s formation is collapsing!"

"These people of Yan still dare to sortie, to counterattack into the city!"

"For our king! For our ancestral gods! Attack and enter the city!"

The uproarious shouting from the Barbarians indicated their counterattack had begun.

But just then,

the thunderous sound of hooves erupted, as an unstoppable torrent of black surged from within the city gates.

Yuan Hao, clad in Black Scale Commander armor and mounted on a Black Scale Warhorse, led the charge. Observing the faltering Border Army formation around him, he sneered playfully:

"Tsk tsk... a loss of thirty percent of the small formations already destabilizes the entire formation. Seeing that you’re not too bad, I’ll personally grant you a swift end later."

After saying that,

he bellowed:

"Qing Genglan, get out of my way, if you can’t break through, let your men follow me!"