Othua's War Banner

Chapter 146 0145: Battlefield

Qiuming ancient road pass, Su Penluo Valley.

The shield-bearing troops of the Empty Bone Tribe stood ready, hitting the shields with their weapons and roaring.

The group had their heads shaved, their skin covered in bluish-black totems.

The Shanwen Tribe rode [Sword Tail Cat] to shuttle around the ancient road, and they kept throwing spears and arrows at the enemy with the help of complex bunkers;
The Painted Ice Apostle broke through the entrance of the valley.

The weapons in their hands made the tribal archers a display, and the wild beasts rushed, disrupting the originally solid battle formation.

Ice magic changes the weather, and ice cones the size of wheels rustle down from the low clouds!
"Careful, lean over!"

"These bastards have a magician, damn it!"

Several leaders were sitting in command. They felt that the battle situation was tight, so they could only call their compatriots to gather around them.

Among this group of people, the Ice Ring tribe, wearing beast jackets and battle helmets, became the main infantry team.

They came from places where the storms were denser. They had thick muscles, broad foreheads and thick hands. They were a team good at close combat.

And many more...

Teams of more tribes gather here.

They have different costumes, and they can even clearly distinguish completely different beliefs. This coalition army has successfully resisted the invasion in their respective territories, and now they are united to intercept and kill the Qi Bing apostle in the southwest.

"There are at least six war banners here."

A scout wearing a snow quilt and a cloak crawled on the edge of the cliff.

"It's all small tribes," added his companion, "though they are very brave, but the enemy is too terrible, and more cruel than when they fought us."

A 【Thorn Owl】screamed and brushed across the cliff.

A sharp arrow with black and red tail feathers was pierced on its body, and its whole body lost control and hit the ice pick, and finally fell to the ground.

The beast trampled its body to pieces.

The attacks of the Qi Bing apostles continued like an avalanche, and the battle situation changed rapidly. This group of lunatics actually had a unified dispatch and command, seized the loopholes in the cooperation of the tribal coalition forces, and successfully rushed inside.

The two scouts in the hideout wanted to do something, but they were too weak to do anything.

Ken approached silently from behind, and put his hand on the shoulders of the two of them. The two strong men, who were hidden, suddenly lost the ability to resist like snow rabbits.

The short bow and dagger instantly appeared!

Ken put his finger up to his mouth and silenced them with a snarl.

"Battle banner..."

The two nodded respectfully and saluted. Although their voices were low, their faces were full of surprise and fear, and they put their weapons behind them one after another.

They lifted their cloaks, revealing thin faces with different skin colors, different bone decorations, and different totems, but on the chest and neck, there was a latest emblem—Sangton Kaya.

Ken signaled to hide, and then stepped forward to observe the situation himself.

The two experienced scouts followed obediently like apprentices, thinking to themselves: Why did the battle flag appear here?

Their detection and concealment skills were originally learned by following Zhan Jing to explore the road during the migration!

Ken held down the snow that blocked his view.

Strange birds flew up in surprise, falcons and tamed turtledoves chased and bit.

Broken feathers and blood-stained fur swirled.

Ken and the scouts hid in the crevices of the cliff, embedded in the shadows like a climbing vine.

He calmly looked down the hillside:
The remnants of Qi Bing's apostles gathered, there were actually hundreds of them. The most shocking thing was that order appeared in the originally reckless and barbaric team.

They were divided into echelons according to the types of arms, dispatched and coordinated under a unified command, and were able to use their own advantages to suppress the coalition forces inside the valley.

Ken narrowed his eyes.

The gray field of vision unfolded, and the positions of several battle banners were marked. The originally distinctive military formation retreated steadily under the pressure of the Qi Bing apostle, and curled up in a corner to resist indiscriminately.

[The originally clenched fist turned into a loose sand. 】

"They want to set up a trap and wait for the enemy to fall into the trap."

Ken got up to observe the surrounding terrain, and made an instant judgment. This place is like an open trap, with cliffs and cliffs, and a gradually closing valley in the middle...

Qi Bing's apostle was marching in the wasteland, and he shouldn't have chosen such a route that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

But Ken looked slightly into the distance...

The Qiuming Ancient Road is close at hand, as long as you pass through here, you can bypass the rugged mountains and go straight to the throat of Sandun Kaya.

Forcibly break through, the offensive is fierce.

"Very typical northern tribal tactics, and..." Ken turned his head and searched for something among the enemies. "Burke is right, this army is really coming for us!"

The scouts looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they didn't know the meaning of the battle banner, they could feel some inexplicable sense of oppression.

Ken is still looking for...

At the forefront of the Qi Bing apostles are still ferocious beasts. Once again, these beasts have their minds taken away by secret techniques, and they can only become weapons for others to drive around at will.

Then came the heavy cavalry, strange and powerful monsters holding their heads high, with weird scales and thick hooves...

Those who can control this kind of thing are almost all the more powerful beings among the Qi Bing apostles. If they can ask for their names, they may be the protagonists of legends in some areas in the northern border, and they are nightmares that they don't want to be mentioned.

They shouted loudly, bare their hearts to the god of death, and bloomed their faith in blood.

[The tribal coalition forces are terrified. 】

And their enemies became even more bloodthirsty and wild, they let go of the reins and let the monsters gallop, while they themselves held weapons and cut a bloody path among the crowd...

The Qi Bing apostle who was following behind was inspired, rushed up in ecstasy, stepped on the stumped limbs, and rushed to kill in the tribal coalition army.

Of course, Zhan Jing are not vegetarian.

They all have their own abilities, but they are weak and lack of tacit understanding, so they can only be afraid of the attack of the Qi Bing apostle.

Ken suddenly looked up at the top of the valley.

The clouds were rolling all the time, and the unnatural smoke obviously came from some kind of weird magic. As for the guys behind the scenes, they were the mystics hiding behind the cavalry and infantry...

They bowed their bodies and raised their arms, as if they were calling for something in the snowstorm, and the sky responded, with thunder flashing from time to time.

Cold, fear, oppression.

The two scouts swallowed their saliva. They had just seen those thick and terrifying ice picks. They were sharp weapons on the battlefield, and they could crush and kill a large army. This kind of magic is simply desperate...

The mystics are still brewing, and it seems that they need long enough preparations to create that devastating effect.

Ken was exceptionally calm.

He had just met Selena and seen what is called ancient magic.

But how to solve it?
The cavalry galloped back and forth in the valley, wild beasts and monsters were mixed in, and giant birds were galloping back and forth in the middle of the cliff, making the sunlight that shot into it mottled...

(End of this chapter)