The brutal thunder beads caused unpredictable consequences.
Seven or eight thunder beads exploded at the same time. The overly powerful power of flames burned everything, and the space of more than ten miles in radius was temporarily ruled by the power of flames. The fire was raging, and a bloody shield that could break at any time was swaying in the flames. The Wanjia warriors in the shield looked up at the shield and the flames outside with pale faces.
Before the flames disappeared, the Jia warriors did not dare to rush out, Ji Hao and the others did not dare to rush over, and Jiang did not send his insects into the sea of fire to die, so the place was temporarily quiet.
The rear army of the Disha Legion fell into chaos, and a hundred Kuafu tribesmen almost slaughtered the soldiers of the Disha Legion.
Although overall, the strength and equipment of the human warriors are not as good as those of the alien warriors, there are also several strange and powerful races among the human race, and they can have a terrible crushing effect on the alien races in some aspects.
For example, for the big men of the Kuafu clan, even the Witch Palace does not have the ability to forge suitable weapons for them. Their weapons are either towering trees that they pull out casually and clean all the branches. This is a very good weapon.
A hundred wooden sticks with a length of more than 200 feet were whipped towards the ground randomly, without any moves at all. The Kuafu tribesmen fought happily, while the rear army of the Disha Army was on the verge of collapse.
There were a thousand well-equipped, powerful, brave and fighting elites of the Jia tribe, led by a Yu tribe general, and launched a charge against the Kuafu tribe warriors. Their charge only lasted three breaths. After a hundred large wooden sticks were beaten down randomly, a thousand fully armed Jia warriors were reduced to meat patties.
What was chilling was that one of the most petite Kuafu clan members squatted down and with great difficulty picked up the armor of the Jia clan warrior that was also smashed from the mess of meat cakes. He casually wiped the tattered, bloody armor on his body, and happily stuffed them into a pouch at his waist.
This should be regarded as a model of recycling and reusing on the battlefield without wasting any resources
But when the foreign servants and slaves saw this scene, their morale collapsed instantly. If it were not for the strict military law, these servants and slaves would have fled long ago.
Amid the roars of the generals of the Yu tribe, tens of thousands of servants and slaves reluctantly formed a neat square formation, shivering in front of the Kuafu tribe. A richly dressed Yu general stood in front of these servants and slaves, screaming at the top of his lungs:
"The great and supreme blood moon will grant us infinite power, these humble and insignificant natives..."
One of the most majestic Kuafu tribesmen dropped his big stick and hugged a thousand-foot-high mountain next to him with both hands. With a slight exertion of his majestic waist, he uprooted the thousand-foot-high peak, and then he heavily attacked the Yu tribe general and The phalanx behind him was hit on the head.
Tens of thousands of people were made into meat pies, and no one escaped.
Holding the mountain peak hard and spinning it around on the ground a few times as if grinding ink, the Kuafu tribesman muttered in a low voice: "Small? A bird feather of mine is thicker than your waist! Do you dare to say that I am small?"
There were not many elite rear troops in the Dicha Army, and they were mostly servants and slaves escorting baggage and prisoners. Seeing the Yu tribe generals who were supervising the battle being smashed into an unknown mixture, countless rear army soldiers screamed. , like ants exploding their nest, they ran around in chaos.
For a time, within a radius of a hundred miles, there were all the soldiers of the Dicha Army who had retreated. The Kuafu tribesmen laughed "hehe" and squatted down one after another, slapping the ground with both hands. One slap could kill at least dozens of them. The fleeing troops.
To the east of the Dicha Army, the heavy cavalry of the Leize clan was already roaring towards them.
Seven or eight miles away, a general from Lei Ze's tribe had already raised two huge drumsticks and beat the big drums hung on both sides of his mount.
A large drum made of dragon skin with a diameter of several feet roared loudly. The naked eye could see the rapid white air explosions roaring in all directions. The sky suddenly fell like thunder and rain, and the terrifying thunder and drum sounds mixed together, turning into A terrifying sound wave struck the flanks of the Dicha Legion.
On the left and right wings of the Dicha Army, all the Yu clan warriors are elite children from big families. This time Emperor Sakyamuni launched a war, they were sent into the army by their families. One would earn credit through gold plating, and the other would make a lot of money through robbery. This is their battle plan.
Facing the roaring Leize tribe warriors, these Yu warriors’ choice was to put all the servants and slaves at the front. There were hundreds of Yu warriors, and each warrior had thousands of servants, There are thousands or even tens of thousands of slaves.
These servants and slaves formed a neat square formation in front of them. The square formations of ten thousand people stretched for dozens of miles, and the mighty and powerful momentum was astonishing.
But the general of Lei Ze's tribe beat the big drum, and the terrible sound waves roared over. The weak slaves in the seven or eight square formations at the front could not even howl in misery, and their bodies were shattered by the terrible sound waves.
Broken flesh and blood splashed in the rolling sound waves, and large amounts of blood sprayed all over the heads and faces of the servants and slaves arrayed behind.
"Gun!" General Leize roared as he beat the war drums. Tens of thousands of Leize soldiers behind him pulled out special metal javelins and threw the javelins with all their strength.
Each javelin turned into a bolt of lightning, wrapped in explosive sparks, roaring towards the dense phalanx.
The javelin exploded in mid-air, and countless thumb-sized lightnings were wrapped in metal fragments, falling like heavy rain on the densely formed queue of servants and slaves. A large number of servants and slaves were killed by metal fragments piercing their vital points without even making a sound. A cruel mist of blood arose in the military formation that stretched for dozens of miles.
In the west, the Imperial Army's flanking forces collapsed faster.
Those giant pythons with ferocious faces that make people feel uncomfortable just by looking at them. Just the dozen giant pythons with a body length of more than ten miles in the front opened their mouths and took a slow breath. The soldiers and slaves flew up involuntarily, screaming and flying into the giant python's mouth.
The giant pythons squirmed happily. Considering their huge size, tens of thousands of small servants and slaves could only fill the gap between their teeth.
A brave warrior from the Jia tribe rushed forward, swung his weapon, and chopped down one of the largest giant pythons.
The python's mouth opened, and a ball of foul-smelling venom spurted out. The Jia warrior's body was instantly melted by the venom, and even his armor quickly turned into a pile of broken iron slag in the venom.
The elites of the Yu clan, who were from big families, suddenly collapsed mentally and turned around to leave without saying a word. As a result, the flank of the Dicha Army also collapsed.
(End of chapter)