I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 277 - 122: Take Action!

"Commander, the Human Race only numbers a hundred thousand, but our tribe has two hundred thousand soldiers, the advantage is ours!"

Myriarch Qiu Yan spoke.

"This time we must show these damned humans who truly dominates this land. The Human Race should be nothing but our blood sacrifice and offering!"

"Wipe out the Human Race, what’s the damn Three Fire Division, let’s get rid of this group of humans first, then destroy the Three Fires. I heard the Three Fires number two million, it’ll save us from having to chase them all over the mountains."

One after another, the Xiaoyang Myriarchs uttered roars.

"This time, we need to shatter the spine of this cluster of people completely, otherwise new Three Fire Divisions will emerge, we must strike them down so weak humans never dare to resist again!"

Listening to the Myriarchs’ words all around, Qiu Que’s eyes remained silent, clutching the long spear in his hand tightly.

It’s all because of these damned humans, forcing him to gather soldiers and fight.

If they do not respond to battle, his subordinate Xiaoyang Tribe is about to be completely counter-killed by the Human Race.

How long has it been, these humans being hunted in the wilderness, it’s as if they’ve transformed into a different race.

We must crush the Human Race’s morale entirely, break their spine of resistance!

"Left and right guards, advance!"

Two groups of Xiaoyang soldiers, totaling forty thousand, array themselves and charge towards the Human Race soldiers.

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On the war chariot, Huo Chang also drew his battle blade.

The Three Fire Division is a tribe entirely composed of scattered roamers, wanting to unify quickly. What better way than a Xiaoyang blood cleansing.

All are people with a grudge against the Xiaoyang. Previously, they just lacked a leader, now it’s time to turn the tide.

Moreover, Acan said to fight without restraint.

This gave Huo Chang even more assurance.

The strategy was still using the method from the previous Zhushui Wilderness battle, elites in the front, first letting these soldiers adapt.

With the rise of a blood-red flag, ten thousand Blood Sea Guard Race Soldiers, armors dyed red with blood, marched out.

Compared to the Xiaoyang Martial Artists charging from the opposite side, roaring and with evil qi towering to the sky, these ten thousand Blood Sea Guard Race Soldiers were silent, chillingly quiet.

Tian Chuanshan led the charge, as the first martial artist of the Blood Sea Guard, having arrived from the Northern Lands only a few months ago.

Over the years, he hadn’t neglected cultivation, already reaching the Celestial Vein Seventh Layer, his whole body’s evil qi seemed almost tangible, seeping into the armor’s seams.

Within the Blood Sea Guard, over a hundred Blood Curse Guards moved among like specters.

Shi Jun’s eyes, black intermingled with blood, were easily recognized with only one arm, yet his entire aura was extraordinarily uncanny.

This battle’s commencement was simple, pierce through the first Xiaoyang array.

Rumble!

A black and a red soldier array swiftly collided.

Forty thousand elite Xiaoyang War Soldiers were commanded by several Myriarchs, the vanguard even riding Crocodile Dragons, their steps thunderous.

Conversely, the Blood Sea Guard crowd had no mounts, purely arrayed, running with their legs.

A mere three-mile distance, for martial artists it was but an instant before colliding, seeing the opposite side face to face.

Xiaoyang Race Soldiers atop Crocodile Dragons, each savagely eager for their mounts to trample the humans into pulp.

When the two groups were still several yards apart, streaks of blood light suddenly flew from the Blood Sea Guard, enveloping a swirling mix of blood and black streams, instantly flooding into the front row of Crocodile Dragons.

Haunting cries sounded in Xiaoyang Myriarchs’ and cavalry martial artists’ ears.

What!

Over a dozen Xiaoyang Martial Artists wielding battle blades, initially raising their arms to slash towards humans, bizarrely reversed their blades.

With a muffled sound, they slashed their own necks.

Roar!

The Crocodile Dragons, energetically charging, suddenly turned berserk, crashing into their companions.

The aggressive momentum of the Xiaoyang cavalry in the front line fell apart completely.

Rumble!

In an instant, the front line assault of the Xiaoyang was completely shattered by the Blood Sea Guard, blood-red figures transformed into sharp blades, fiercely piercing into the midst of forty thousand Xiaoyang Race Soldiers.

Blades cut to the bone, spears broke bodies, severed arms and broken limbs flew, blood flowed into the wilderness.