Comprehensive website: From the Classic of Mountains and Seas to ancient times

Chapter 304: The Demonic Army
After Mu Yi led his troops and made their position clear, the pursuers who had been resisting like a dog-skin plaster before chose to stop.

"These guys have such a keen sense of smell?" Mu Yi frowned.

He was not sure whether the second golden body of incense he condensed had been discovered by the other party.

After pondering for a moment, Mu Yi and Chu Yi cooperated to extend their authority underground, wanting to control the power of the earth veins beneath their feet in their own hands as much as possible.

However, as soon as the power was spread, it was met with fierce backlash.

"Go away!"

Mu Yi snorted coldly and, with the help of his divine rank, he ruthlessly crushed the surrounding mountain gods.

As for the mountain gods, they all have the authority of the earth at around the seventh rank, but Mu Yi is a fifth rank god, which has an innate suppressive effect on them.

In addition, with the assistance of Chuyi, the god of the earth, Mu Yi, the other mountain gods had no way to resist the expansion of Mu Yi's power.

However, these mountain gods are not made of mud after all, and they are recognized by Mongolia's national destiny. Even if they cannot fight against Mu Yi, they can greatly hinder Mu Yi and Chu Yi from controlling the land beneath their feet.

"A bunch of trash!"

The foreign god who had been following the army and monitoring Mu Yi cursed angrily, saying that they were just a group of losers who huddled together for warmth.

The relationship between them is not very good, and sometimes they even kill each other. Otherwise, how could they become so distorted when they are all true gods of their own worlds?

It was all for revenge and greed that they fought each other and absorbed the shattered spirits of foreign gods into their bodies.

During this process, their true spiritual origins had already been distorted, and the actual result was the distortion of their bodies.

Under this distortion, their mental state is actually not very stable.

This is also the reason why they joined forces to create Changshengtian and used Changshengtian as a transit station for blood sacrifices.

It is unclear whether they will be able to regain their former strength if they continue to absorb endlessly, but it is almost certain that they will turn into mindless beasts.

"Charge them all! Kill them!"

The irritable foreign god roared, and some Mongolian officers stepped forward to admonish him.

"God, we are not afraid of fighting, but there must be something wrong. The enemy has set up an ambush here. We cannot act rashly before we understand the situation..."

"puff!"

A limb with a metallic luster stretched out from the ground and pierced the officer who came forward to speak. In just a moment, the Mongolian officer who was as strong as an ox was absorbed by the limb and turned into a thin skin.

"Go to battle now!"

The cold voice echoed in the ears of the remaining officers.

"promise!"

Faced with the threat of foreign gods, the Mongolian officers, full of concerns, launched a full-scale attack.

"Roar!"

Not only the Mongolian army, but also monsters with tiger heads and spider bodies, as if made up of countless creatures, climbed out from under the ground with the power of their limbs.

Opening their bloody mouths and roaring, the Mongolian soldiers who had started to sprint became even more crazy.

The tiger-headed spider stared at Mu Yi in the distance with its multiple eyes, and its eyes revealed endless greed.

Mu Yi felt his whole body go numb when he was stared at. He immediately took out his bow and arrow, bent the bow, put the arrow on it, and shot an arrow at the tiger-headed spider that was staring at him.

"boom!"

The arrow exploded on the tiger-headed spider's body. Mu Yi could see clearly that the explosion did not hurt the monster at all.

"What a troublesome thing!"

Mu Yi showed a look of fear. He understood that this spider monster, which was similar to the Stitched Monster, was most likely the biggest stumbling block in his mission this time.

I just don’t know how many more stumbling blocks like this there are.

Although the Mongolian generals and officers had some concerns, they had no choice but to go ahead under the circumstances.

In order to avoid being killed by the gods supervising the battle in the rear, they adopted the most direct method.

Completely abandon the left and right wings, concentrate the troops in the center and try to concentrate superior forces to decapitate.

There is no right or wrong in conducting techniques, only winning or losing.

This group of Mongolian officers and soldiers were all very strong, and with the cooperation of each other, the Mongolian army slowly advanced, and the momentum continued to accumulate, like a mountain pushing over, or like surging waves hitting the earth.

Some soldiers of the Revenge Army who had not experienced the baptism of a major war looked at the gradually increasing number of Mongolian soldiers and the huge Mongolian army that was pressing forward. Their breathing unconsciously became heavy.

Even for soldiers who have experienced many battles, some strange things are inevitable when facing such a large-scale battlefield.

What's more, this group of soldiers have not experienced much war.

Even though they were burning with a fire of revenge, they were still dazed by this advancement that seemed like a natural disaster.

The clouds between the two armies began to entangle together, and heavy pressure descended from the sky. The soldiers on Mu Yi's side felt their hearts sink, and their breathing became heavier.

As for the Mongolian soldiers, because their wills were distorted, although they were more numerous, the cloud seemed a little thinner. However, their expressionless faces made them psychologically far ahead of the new recruits of the Revenge Army.
On the battlefield, emotionally stable veterans can exert far more strength than new recruits. The qualities of these new recruits are even as good as or even better than those of veterans.

However, without experiencing the baptism of battlefield, no matter how well these recruits are trained, they cannot truly understand what war is.

"Long-range shooting! Ready!"

The recruits who heard the order immediately drew their bowstrings and waited for the order to shoot.

It seemed like a century had passed, and yet it seemed like only a breath had passed.

"put!"

Then the bowstring that had been pulled for a long time was quickly released, and a large number of arrows burst out with muffled sounds, and the dense arrows covered the Mongolian army head-on.

Soon, the sword and shield soldiers rushed out of the range covered by the rain of arrows and rushed towards the battle line arranged by Mu Yi.

The new recruit at the front could no longer suppress his inner anxiety, and with a roar, he rushed directly to the opposite side under the leadership of the veterans on the front line.

Spear against spear, shield against shield, Mu Yi had the upper hand.

The existence of the Ashura armed forces allows these recruits to be equipped with fairly sophisticated equipment, which is not common in Mongolia.

Although both sides were firing arrows, the results achieved by Mu Yi's side were much more fruitful than those achieved by the Mongols.

The biggest reason is that all the members of Mu Yi's team are wearing a layer of Asura armor, which can effectively avoid the damage of arrows. "Die!"

Mu Yi's personal guards roared and swung the long-handled axes in their hands. At this moment, they were so violent that just looking at their opponents could make people feel their awe-inspiring power.

Because of the presence of new recruits, the formation was disorganized, which reduced coordination a lot.

But it is precisely because of this that they can use this terrifying heavy weapon so unscrupulously, which can turn into a meat grinder on the battlefield.

The Mongols were not simply taking the beating. After being hit head-on by a wave of sniper attacks, the Mongolian cavalry began to circle around the left wing. The next moment, a barrage of arrows covered their fingertips.

It is in no way inferior to the shooting of a normal archer corps, and is even better.

Six arrows in one second, the power is comparable to the full-strength attack of the Sun-Shooting Battalion.

Although their souls were mostly distorted, it did not affect the Mongolian soldiers from exerting all their strength they had in life.

One of the ultimate manifestations of the three major types of archery talents is demonstrated in the hands of these soldiers. The extension of archery allows their shooting to have the characteristics of great power and high rate of fire at the same time.

The old guard roared and danced with the wheel axe in defense, but facing such a horrific attack, the axe blade after being transformed by the cloud could not completely block it, and several holes were shot through his body.

"Are you determined to crush me head-on?"

Mu Yi looked at the battle between the two sides and sighed.

The opponent doesn't think at all, or the opponent's super brain tells the opponent that he should use invincible violence at this time.

The Mongolian officers and generals cooperated very well with each other. The various legions took turns to cover each other, bringing out the strongest side of each legion, and achieving an effect of 1+1 being far greater than 2.

This was a battle template for a large army that could only be achieved by the commander of the large army, but now it was replicated by a group of brainless Mongolian soldiers on the opposite side.

"There's a large army commanding the other side? Where is it?"

Mu Yi squinted his eyes and surveyed the battlefield. The opposing forces had the upper hand and adopted such a simple and clear method of advancement. For a moment, he really didn't know where the commander of the opposing large army was hiding.

This also further proves that the other side not only relies on a commander at the command level of a large army, but also the officers responsible for executing orders are also quite elite.

The most troublesome thing is that these Mongolian soldiers have no concept of fear and retreat at all.

The front lines of both sides were caught in a frenzy of fighting and no one was afraid.

The soldiers under Mu Yi's command, with a strong desire for revenge, burst out all their strength and attacked the Mongolian soldiers in front of them desperately.

The Royal Guards, together with the Revenge Army, curbed the Mongolian advance with resolute momentum, just like a dam blocking the river. No matter how fierce the flood was, the dam could not collapse.

"Revenge, revenge, revenge!"

The soldiers of the Revenge Army roared, their eyes already bloodshot, and there was only one thought in their minds, and that was revenge.

"Pfft!"

The spear pierced through the Mongolian soldier on the opposite side with almost terrifying speed and force. Immediately afterwards, without even having time to wipe the blood splattered on his face, he thrust the spear at another Mongolian soldier again.

When he stabbed the second Mongolian soldier to death, more Mongolian soldiers rushed up and chopped down with their scimitars flashing coldly.

One inch is long and one is strong, one inch is short and one is dangerous.

In close combat, although weapons like scimitars are easy to be hit by opponents due to the attack distance, after getting close enough, the attack speed far exceeds that of ordinary attacks, which is enough to directly take down most opponents.

The two sides collided fiercely. The Mongolian soldiers flew backwards and even knocked down the soldiers behind them. The soldiers of the Revenge Army fell to the ground limply, and were hacked to death before they could get up.

But the fire of revenge rising from the corpses brought their will to the surrounding soldiers, making them stronger.

Mu Yi coordinated the blessing of the clouds and will, feeling the overall changes of the army.

For some reason, he always felt that something in his heart was about to burst out. The more brutal the battlefield became, the more obvious this feeling became.

It seemed as if something was about to jump out of his body in the next moment.

But Mu Yi couldn't describe what this feeling was. He could only calm down and command the army to deal with the almost boundless Mongolian army.

"Order Chang Haoran to lead the heavy cavalry to attack, quickly cross the enemy's front line, and forcefully cut into the enemy's center. The Sun-shooting Battalion concentrates its firepower to kill the Mongolian officers, and Guan Linglong forcefully cuts into the enemy's line from the flank!"

Mu Yi issued dispatch orders one after another, and the army's formation began to change. The overall formation began to extend outward, increasing the combat area. At the same time, the blessing of cloud energy and will began to develop from weakening the opponent's strength to defense.

The numerical gap between the two sides is obvious, especially when neither side has defects such as morale, the impact of the numerical gap is quite far-reaching.

In order to reverse this situation, Mu Yi could only try his best to create a situation where he could use more people against fewer in local areas, so as to kill the greatest number of opponents.

After all, the number ratio between the two sides is only one to two, so as long as each soldier kills two opponents, it can be achieved.

It is much simpler than fighting a desperate battle or burning your boats.

But this was just talk. Mu Yi stared at the changes on the battle line, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Commanding a war and leading by example are two completely different concepts. He can still try his best in the latter, but he will make mistakes in the former if he hesitates for a moment.

In this kind of battle, a mistake meant the death of a soldier.

The tug of war between Chuyi and several Mongolian mountain gods has not yet ended. The greatest thing each side can do is to prevent the other from using the earth veins to influence the battle of the army.

The battle between the two armies was getting intense, but Mu Yi was not anxious. Instead, the tiger-headed spider who had been watching the battle became anxious.

The Tiger-Headed Spider already had mental problems, and the intense war environment on the battlefield further stimulated its spirit.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the huge tiger-headed spider spread its limbs and rushed towards the battlefield, not caring at all whether it would step on the Mongolian soldiers. It knocked down countless Mongolian soldiers along the way.

But no matter what the situation was, it did not stop it from violently pouncing towards Mu Yi.

"Roar!"

The huge body jumped up, then fell to the ground, and in an instant, crushed hundreds of soldiers to death without distinguishing between friend and foe.

The ferocious head opened its bloody mouth, and countless tooth-like mouthparts stretched out, and it roared at the soldiers under Mu Yi.

Countless thick dark green mists spread towards Mu Yi's soldiers. Just from the color, it could be seen that it must be the most poisonous of all.

As soon as the soldiers of the Revenge Army came into contact with the poisonous fog, their faces turned blue and black and they fell to the ground.

Even the blazing fire of revenge seemed to be corroded and extinguished by this poisonous fog.

(End of this chapter)