World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1287 - 569: The most magnificent performance! Long live Lanling!

Chapter 1287: 569: The most magnificent performance! Long live Lanling!

In almost no time at all, the first wave of soldiers attacking the Flame Demon Tribe was shot down by Lanling, with nearly a hundred casualties.

"Form up, form up!" the officer of the Chimera Tribe shouted.

Then the remaining tribe samurai picked up the shields from the ground and once again formed a great shield formation, striving to cover everyone.

For this battle, Constantine truly spared no expense.

Each shield was two meters high and one meter wide, covered in a layer of iron sheet, and probably weighed a few hundred pounds.

Under the protection of the shield formation, the first wave of three thousand troops advanced slowly.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Lanling continued his frenzied and stunning performance.

His arrows remained all-pervasive.

Thirty chain arrows sprayed out like a torrential downpour, drawing a perfect arc in the air before drilling cleverly into the gaps between the shields.

Taking one life after another!

But it must be said that the vast majority of tribes in the Barbaric Wilderness are combat races.

Faced with the threat of death, this army continued to march resolutely.

When one man fell and dropped his shield, another samurai immediately picked it up and continued forward.

Fortunately for the Barbaric Wilderness, being a scattered assembly; otherwise, solely based on combat strength, these soldiers would greatly surpass those of the Human Kingdom.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Lanling’s rainstorm of chain arrows continued to shoot furiously.

The casualties in the first wave of the Chimera Tribe’s attack force continued to mount.

Four hundred meters from the Flame Demon Tribe Wall!

Advancing this hundred meters cost the lives of two to three hundred soldiers.

Under the shadow of Lanling’s death, this army continued to grit their teeth and press on.

Three hundred meters closer to the wall.

Another two to three hundred casualties.

Two hundred meters from the wall.

By this time, the first wave of Constantine’s attack force had only more than two thousand seven hundred people left.

Suo Mo looked at the dense shield formation without ordering arrows to be shot.

Faced with such a tortoise shell-like shield formation, only a monster like Lanling could shoot successfully. The ordinary Flame Demon Tribe soldiers couldn’t cause any casualties.

"Release the rolling logs!"

With Suo Mo’s order.

The rolling logs that were originally fixed on the walls roared and rolled down.

Each log was directly sawed from a tree, weighing more than two to three thousand pounds.

And with the Flame Demon Tribe’s position on the mountainside built by Lanling, the slope was significant; rolling down these two hundred meters generated incredible potential energy.

Upon seeing the rolling logs smash down from the walls.

The Chimera Tribe samurai leader shouted loudly: "Halt, hook arms, form ranks!"

Their plan was to brazenly withstand this avalanche of rolling logs.

Then, more than two thousand Chimera Tribe soldiers squatted suddenly into a horse stance, their arms interlinking.

The strongest samurai held onto their shields tightly.

In an instant, these more than two thousand people seemed to become a single entity, nailed to the ground like a living whole.

Even more astonishing, the foremost Chimera Tribe samurai squatted down, placing their shields at an angle, shaping the entire shield formation into a gentle slope.

The howling rolling logs came closer and closer.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The heavy sounds of many two- to three-thousand-pound rolling logs crashed violently into the enemy’s shield formation.

"Crack..."

Many shields cracked open directly.

However, an astonishing scene unfolded.

The enemy shield formation miraculously withstood this amazing rolling log assault without collapsing, remaining unmoved.

Even Lanling was tongue-tied!

No matter the person Constantine was, the soldiers of the Chimera Tribe were truly fierce.

Be it morale, combat demeanor, or combat strength, they were all quite remarkable.

Moreover, because this shield formation also had a gently sloping top, the rolling logs rolled directly over the flat tops made by the shields, absorbing most of the impact force.

Incredible, the officers of the Chimera Tribe were truly formidable.

The Flame Demon Tribe was taken aback too!

The rolling logs were almost considered their trump card, and even this was ineffective against the Chimera Tribe army, causing a massive blow to their morale.

Lanling said to Suo Mo: "Uncle, release more rolling logs!"

"Yes!" Suo Mo shouted: "Second wave of rolling log attack, release!"

The Flame Demon Tribe soldiers smashed hard, and immediately a second batch of rolling logs, numbering over a hundred, roared downwards.

The Chimera Tribe warriors shouted upon seeing this: "Squat down three inches!"

All soldiers still linked arms, but squatted down three inches lower, allowing the slope of the shield formation to join more smoothly with the terrain in front, making it easier for the rolling logs to roll across.

The entire shield formation remained pinned to the ground, solid as a rock.

Lanling took a deep breath, bent his bow, and set his arrows...

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Another thirty chain arrows shot out like a rainstorm.

These thirty sharp arrows drew a perfect arc in the air and once again drilled into the gaps of the shield formation.

This time, Lanling aimed entirely at the front row of warriors in the enemy’s shield formation.

It was these people who transformed the shields into a gentle slope that absorbed the momentum of the rolling logs.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

More than twenty warriors in the front row fell dead, their shields scattering.

Instantly, the frontline of the entire shield formation collapsed and disintegrated.

"Take over, take over!" the Chimera Tribe samurai leader yelled.

But it was too late; Lanling’s second wave of arrow rain had arrived.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The all-pervasive sharp arrows once again claimed the lives of more than twenty.