Noon.
As the golden sunlight reached its zenith, the Blood Fury Tribe’s camp was filled with the sound of rousing horns.
It was the horn of attack.
The allied forces of three tribes, a hundred thousand strong, sprang into action.
Along the coastal camp spanning several kiloters, all the Highlanders and rcenaries began to form ranks, mount their horses, and assemble in the middle of the camp, directly opposite the Biao Clan’s tribe.
Ji Xinghuo rode on Qing Hong’s back, looking at the tribe across the river, and suddenly said in a low voice, "Be careful not to stray too far from , and be ready to retreat at any mont."
Xia Qingyu looked surprised, "What’s wrong?"
Over these days, he had witnessed Ji Xinghuo’s Perception and judgnt, always a step ahead, and basically always right.
No, in fact, he had never been wrong!
Now that Ji Xinghuo said this, there must be another reason, perhaps even a danger he had detected.
"The Blood Fury Tribe is likely to fail," Ji Xinghuo revealed sowhat.
"Ah?"
Xia Qingyu found it hard to believe.
Three tribes, a hundred thousand-strong army besieging a fort, the Biao Clan inside might altogether tally up to only fifty or sixty thousand people, half of which were lower combat strength female Biao Clan mbers and young Biao Clans, the disparity in strength was substantial, how could they lose?
"War in the Star Realm isn’t just about numbers; the side with more people doesn’t necessarily win," Ji Xinghuo didn’t reveal too much.
Xia Qingyu imdiately caught the implication, "Do you an there are masters?"
Ji Xinghuo silently nodded.
"What are you two talking about?" Misha curiously asked.
"It’s nothing."
Xia Qingyu glanced at her and then said, "Misha, don’t rush too far forward in this fight, I’m afraid I can’t keep up with you."
"You’re actually worried about ?" Misha was sowhat moved and threw him a flirtatious look.
"I’ve always been concerned about your safety," Xia Qingyu smiled.
Ji Xinghuo did not listen to the pair flirting, as the horns sounded, the army assembled. Across the Red River, at the foot of the mountain, the Skull Crasher Tribe reacted, a large number of Biao Clan surged onto the city walls, among them were not a few Legendary Biao Clan, and even more powerful Blood Warlords.
The Biao Clan had huge, round eyes, excellent vision, staring across at their foes with blood-filled gaze.
"Halt!"
"Prepare to cross the river!"
Commands were passed throughout the army, halting at the riverbank.
Ji Xinghuo looked at the rushing river, wondering how to cross it, then saw a line of tall figures erging from the tent of the chieftain Guloke of the Blood Fury Tribe.
Snow Ape Giants!
Xia Qingyu recognized these figures, surprised, "Why are they here?"
Anyone who had been to Sky Falling Cliff was familiar with these exquisitely armored giants.
This group of Snow Ape Giants, more than twenty in number, was led by a giant six ters tall, but he was not the Han Qiu chieftain Ji Xinghuo had seen before, rather another Sixth Rank Giant. Among the remaining giants, two were Legendary, each over five ters tall, fully ard, with cold air emanating from them.
Ji Xinghuo had already guessed.
The Snow Ape Giants were clearly hired by the Blood Fury Tribe, but it was unknown how much their hiring price was, and whether it would be higher than what the Void Spirit Guest had quoted him.
Under the watchful eyes of many, the Snow Ape Giants lined up along the riverbank, each giant spaced a hundred ters apart.
"Woo..."
The horn of attack sounded once more.
At the sa ti, more than twenty Snow Ape Giants stepped into the water, their bodies releasing cold air, drastically dropping the temperature as the rushing river began to freeze.
The middle Sixth Rank Giant, a Heavenly King on Earth.
His eyes icy blue, he blew a breath towards the river’s surface, the breath like a flying arrow, instantly crossing the two hundred ters wide river, the areas it flew over freezing instantly, the frozen surface maintained the tumultuous flow of the river, and expanded rapidly to both sides, the ice surface growing ever wider.
Crack, crack...
In a cacophony of intense ice fracturing sounds, the ice surfaces created by the twenty or so Snow Ape Giants rged into one.
The nearly three kiloters of river turned into a smooth path, with the ice very thick, exceeding three ters in seconds, and still growing thicker.
"Cross the river!"
Chief Guloke roared loudly, his command spreading across both banks of the icy river.
The high and mighty Guloke was the first to race over the ice, his burly and robust figure, his head adorned with blood-red braids, his whole body ablaze with Blood Fla, wielding a giant axe, each stride covering over ten ters, leaving ice pits in his wake, swiftly reaching the opposite bank.
The Skull Crasher Tribe’s city walls were three to four kiloters from the riverbank, a wide open ground, where Guloke charged headlong towards the enemy’s city walls.
The strong always lead by example, a tradition among the Highlanders.
Following Guloke were the three Blood Warlords of the Blood Fury Tribe and the two Blood Warlords from the allied tribes, six Heavenly Kings now crossed the river.
Then ca dozens of Legendary Blood Warriors.
Rumble, rumble...
The front ranks of tens of thousands of Highlander cavalry stepped onto the ice, the six-legged warhorses running steadily on the ice, their pace quickening while maintaining formation, crossing the river first.
While the cavalry was still on the ice, Guloke had already engaged the enemy.
The Skull Crasher Tribe also had Blood Warlords, though fewer in number, they matched the four warlords of the Blood Fury Tribe.
A three-ter-tall Biao Clan, with a pair of burning bat wings on his back, dove down from the city wall, fearlessly confronting Guloke. He was unard, but he had a pair of gigantic and sharp claws, his body ablaze with intense flas, rolling waves of heat, scorching the ground wherever he passed.
The two Heavenly Kings clashed head-on, with loud explosions, like two colossal beasts in a brawl, yet possessing astounding speed.
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