Electromagnetic Tyrant Chapter 234

Chapter 234 Harvest on the battlefield

 Huang Yanlan noticed the change in his teammates' expressions and finally came to his senses. He reacted very quickly and his expression immediately became stern.

“My teammates are just asking for an apology, you shouldn't do this to them.”

 “You've gone too far!”

As if she wanted to seek justice for her teammates, dragon scales appeared all over her body, her pupils were as red as fire, and she pulled out the big sword on her back, pointing directly at Ji Xinghuo.

 The mercenaries watching the fun all looked surprised.

 “Dragon Warrior…”

 “How come even dragon warriors have come to work as mercenaries in the Bloodrage tribe?”

 “There's something good to watch.”

 Huang Yanlan heard the buzzing discussion, and everyone's eyes were focused on her, becoming the focus of the audience, which made her feel excited.

It would be even better if I could fight against Ji Xinghuo and defeat him!

 She must make this man surrender.

However, Ji Xinghuo didn't react at all to Huang Yanlan's challenge, as if he didn't see it. This was a kind of silent arrogance in the eyes of Huang Yanlan and others.

Huang Yanlan was extremely dissatisfied and was about to make another provocation when a sudden pressure came over her.

 A tall figure teleported and appeared in front of the sword.

 “Lord He Yan!”

 Huang Yanlan quickly put down her sword, and her four teammates also saluted and greeted her.

The blood warrior had a gloomy face, like a volcano that was about to erupt at any moment. His face covered with blood-colored tattoos suppressed his anger. He swept past the mercenaries watching the excitement around him and scolded: "This is a military camp, stay here." Share one point and go back to your tents!”

 The mercenaries were like birds and beasts dispersed in an instant as if they were receiving an amnesty.

 Huang Yanlan and four teammates stood there, all trembling with fear. He Yan asked, "Why don't you get out?"

“Sir, this is our tent.” Huang Yanlan replied.

He Yan glanced at Ji Xinghuo in the tent and frowned. He just wanted to suppress the commotion in the military camp and maintain order. Now he asked: "What's going on?"

Danren martial arts master Ji Rong immediately replied: "Sir, the captain just wants to make friends with him, but this person is ignorant. We ask him to apologize..."

"Shut up."

He Yan completely lost interest after listening to two sentences.

Although he arrived late and did not see the incident with his own eyes, he could guess that these people had been taught a lesson by Ji Xinghuo, and he said contemptuously: "If you want to regain your dignity, go up to the altar and challenge him."

Ji Rong's face turned red, but he said no more words.

This is the style of Red Emperor believers. They don't talk about right or wrong, the law of the jungle, and only judge heroes based on their strength.

 If anyone is dissatisfied, he will go up to the sacrificial altar to tell the difference between life and death.

The dead gave their blood to the Red Emperor;

The living person is the winner, winning all the benefits and the right to speak.

Although he was very dissatisfied with Ji Xinghuo, he was also self-aware. Judging from the few moves that Ji Xinghuo used to knock down several of his people, he could see that Ji Xinghuo was far stronger than himself and his teammates. He might not even be a match for the captain. If he was sacrificed Taiwan, that is a life in vain.

He Yan glanced at several people with disdain, and finally looked at Huang Yanlan: "What about you?"

 He means whether to challenge or not.

"Please arrange another tent for us, Lord He Yan." Huang Yanlan did not dare to go up to the sacrificial altar. She was not sure of winning the duel, and she did not want to really become enemies with Ji Xinghuo.

After all, she was a dragon warrior from the True Dragon Dynasty. He Yan took a high look at her and agreed to the request.

 “Don't cause any trouble.”

He Yan warned before leaving and glanced at Ji Xinghuo, his attitude was obviously different.

 Huang Yanlan and his teammates packed up their things, took their mounts, and went to another tent. He Yan did not arrange for anyone else to move in. This tent only accommodated three people, so it suddenly felt much more spacious.

 “It's cool!” Xia Qingyu laughed.

Ji Xinghuo shook his head.

These days, he has become familiar with Xia Qingyu's temper. He is very strong, but he has a bad mouth. Especially when a woman is present, he will never suffer a small loss. He wants to save face and has a very venomous mouth. He can make others angry with just a few words. Come up.

If he hadn't been trolling people today, there wouldn't have been a fight.

This kind of character is easy to get into trouble. I really don't know how Xia Qingyu has survived until now without capsizing in the gutter.

Ji Xinghuo originally wanted to advise him to be more careful with what he said in the future, but then he thought about it. He had nothing to do with him and was not qualified to make demands.

Seeing Xia Qingyu and Misha kissing me again on the bed, I stood up as if there was no one else around.

Ji Xinghuo couldn't stand it anymore and had to leave the tent.

There was a training ground in the military camp, but there were too many people. He took out the javelin to practice in the training ground. He did not use the electromagnetic field to strengthen the javelin, but simply threw it with force. When he shot, he secretly controlled the metal to accelerate to adapt to the weight and flight of the javelin. trajectory.

Even so, Ji Xinghuo trained for a while before attracting the attention of the highlanders nearby.

 The javelin, which weighs 20 kilograms, looks very light in his hand. It can fly more than 200 meters with just a throw, and he can hit wherever he points with perfect accuracy.

Every Highlander practiced javelin, and many were good at it.

 But compared with Ji Xinghuo, it is far behind.

Ji Xinghuo found it boring after practicing for a long time. It felt great when shooting the javelin, but it was very troublesome to pick it back up. It was a waste of time and there would be no progress.

 Back in the tent, Xia Qingyu and Misha finally calmed down.

 At night.

Just when Ji Xinghuo thought he was going to spend another boring night, the military camp suddenly started to move. The Highlander herald came over to convey the order and designated a group of mercenaries to prepare for battle.

Ji Xinghuo and three others were also among them.

The army quickly gathered on the military camp playground. He Yan rode his Dire Wolf King and watched the soldiers count the number of people.

 Five thousand Highlander warriors and 300 mercenaries.

Ji Xinghuo looked at the highlanders riding on six-legged horned horses. They were fully armed and had red eyes. There were long spears in the team, with the spears as poles and the Red Emperor flag with red background and black stripes hanging on them. A bloodthirsty evil spirit gathered together, and **** smoke shot straight into the sky.

“Burn my blood and sacrifice it to the Red Emperor!” He Yan shouted loudly.

 “Burn my blood and sacrifice it to the Red Emperor!”

Five thousand Highlander warriors roared in unison, and the red star in the sky seemed to be getting closer.

The Red Emperor's emblems everywhere in the Blood Fury Castle have been activated, glowing faintly with red light. The blood on the emblems has become vivid and exudes the smell of blood.

"Set off!"

He Yan rushed out of the military camp, ran along the streets of Bloodfury Castle, passed through the stone wall gate, and led the army all the way to the west.

The terrain to the west of Bloodfury Castle gradually rose, and Ji Xinghuo in the team looked back.

Under night, five armies rushed out of the Blood Fury Fort, each with a number of between 5,000 and 10,000 people, and there were hundreds of mercenaries in the army, heading in different directions, like Five long flame dragons wandered in the dark night.

 Looking up at the Red Flame Star, it was getting redder and redder.

 “It was a killing night.”

Ji Xinghuo secretly said.

Amid the rumble of horse hooves, this 5,000-strong Highlander army advanced at full speed. Everyone was bathed in a layer of reddish light. This was the effect of the blood priest blessing the warriors, which could restore their physical strength and fight in the dim light. See things clearly in the environment.

These 5,000 Highlander warriors are all at least second-order evolvers, accounting for 70% of them.

 More than 25% are third-order evolvers.

Less than half are at the fourth level. About one out of twenty Highlander warriors is at the fourth level, totaling more than 200 people. This ratio is already very high.

However, there is still a big gap compared to all Tier 4 mercenaries.

Ji Xinghuo understood clearly in his heart.

 The war in the star realm is different from the cold weapon age on the earth. The quality of the army is better than the quantity, and the strength of the individual is more important than the number of the army.

Although the number of Highlanders is several times greater than that of the Biao, in terms of individual strength, the Highlanders are lower than the Biao.

 Small-scale wars can be compensated by mobilizing elites, but in a full-scale war between two tribes, this weakness will be amplified.

 Therefore, the Bloodwrath tribe wants to hire foreigners to participate in the war.

After running westward for more than ten hours, several small groups of Highlanders joined the army on the way, with a total number of 10,000 people.

 Take two or three breaks during this period. Entering the starry night, with more than two hours left before dawn, He Yan ordered to slow down and let his mount recover its strength.

 “It should be here soon.” Xia Qingyu said from the side.

Ji Xinghuo nodded.

The Highlanders and the Biao tribe are both followers of the Red Emperor. The war and hatred between the two sides have lasted for countless years. They have already used the tactics of the other side and are very familiar with them. No one can deceive the other, and the whereabouts of the army cannot be hidden from investigation and development. Until now, it's been straight forward.

This **** battle was initiated by the Blood Rage tribe. They took the initiative and took the lead in attacking.

 Set a goal and go straight to the battlefield.

The army led by He Yan was medium in size among the various armies, and its target was a Biao settlement located to the west of the Blood Fury tribe.

The border between the Bloodfury tribe and the Skullcrusher tribe is hundreds of kilometers long.

 Tonight, five targets will be attacked simultaneously.

"arrive!"

He Yan raised his hand to stop the army and looked at a mountain peak more than ten kilometers away in front of him, with a height of more than 10,000 meters. Even on a starry night, the top of the mountain was covered with snow, and the huge mountain spread out on both sides of the field of vision. It was impossible to see at all. Not to the end.

On the mountainside of this giant peak, there is a place where many fires are shining.

There is the settlement of the Biao people.

The Biao people like to live on high mountains with dangerous terrain. They are not good at building and hate working. They rely on their strong natural strength to make a living by hunting.

 Hence, their residences cannot be called tribes, but can only be regarded as settlements.

"rest."

"Ready to fight."

He Yan's orders were passed down one after another.

Ji Xinghuo sat on Qinghong's back and looked towards the Biao settlement on the mountain. Even so far away, he could still see the figures of the bloody-eyed Biao. They lived in various caves and simple wooden houses. Mobilization is underway at the moment, with groups gathering together and rushing down the mountain.

Electromagnetic induction spreads out.

After the rotating magnetic field reached level four, Ji Xinghuo's sensing radius expanded to more than 5,000 meters. Within this range, he found dozens of lurking Biao people.

 Obviously, the Biao people had already been prepared.

He Yan must also be aware of this situation. Similarly, he also sent Highlander spies to investigate the Biao tribe's movements before setting off.

  After a while.

The Blood-Eyed Biao tribe on the mountain has completed their assembly. Some of them left some to rely on the steep terrain for defense, while most chose to take the initiative.

More than three thousand tall and strong Biao people formed a formation at the foot of the mountain.

They occupy a high place with a steep **** and open terrain. If the Bloodrage tribe launches an attack, they will have to face the difficulties and be hit by the impact from the high place.

"go ahead!"

 After the highlanders and war horses recovered their strength, He Yan immediately gave the order.

Tens of thousands of people rode six-legged wildebeests and moved toward the foot of the mountain. As they advanced, He Yan's officers kept adjusting their formations and divided them into three echelon square formations. The two wings spread out to form a rough fan shape, with the middle The army is the main force, and the two wings are supplementary, advancing towards the Biao tribe's formation.

 The distance is getting closer.

More than three hundred mercenaries were in the main force of the central army, but they were not in the first row, but in the middle of the formation, being carried forward by the surrounding highlanders.

 “Burn my blood and sacrifice it to the Red Emperor!”

 The Highlanders kept shouting loudly.

 The sound is like a wave.

 The blood priests in the team quickly waved their hands to bless the warriors with "blood sacrifices", consuming their own blood, improving the strength and speed of their clansmen, and making them fearless.

A wave of blood permeated the army, and the eyes of the highlanders turned red.

 “Burn my blood and sacrifice it to the Red Emperor!”

On the opposite hillside, the Blood-Eyed Biao tribe also began to roar, shouting the same slogan, their tall red bodies swelled, waving their claws and various heavy weapons.

 “Charge!”

 “Charge!”

He Yan's voice echoed through the sky.

“Woooooooooo…” Accompanied by the sound of the charging horn, the six-legged war horses and all the mounts accelerated and rushed towards the top of the slope.

 The roar is like thunder, and thousands of horses gallop.

On the top of the slope, the Blood-Eyed Biao tribe also roared and launched a charge. They lay prone on the ground, like huge cats, condescending, and their speed became faster and faster.

 When we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!

 He Yan took the lead in the charge.

At this moment, his whole body was ignited with "blood-drinking flames". He held a battle ax and a sharp blade in both hands. The Dire Wolf King jumped out of the formation, faster than the others.

 Across the way, a blood-eyed Biao clan member who was also at level 5 came up to them brandishing a war hammer.

Hang!

 Two blood warriors fought together.

 The Highlanders in the front row threw their spears one after another during the charge, and both sides shot at each other, causing some casualties.

 In Ji Xinghuo's field of vision, the spiritual energy had begun to rise and kept beating.

 Boom!

 The armies of both sides were like two torrents, finally colliding head-on. The soldiers in the front row fell on their backs, while the Highlander soldiers in the back continued to charge. Whether they were enemies or comrades, they all stepped forward mercilessly, wanting only to crush all creatures in front of them.

 In an instant, the bones shattered and blood flew everywhere.

 Spiritual energy +7

 Spiritual energy +11

 Spiritual energy +10

Ji Xinghuo felt his head swell, and the mental energy in the interface was beating wildly, but at this time, he was no longer in the mood to pay attention to the changes in the values.

　　The strength of the Biao people is obviously higher than that of the highlanders.

 After the collision between the enemy and ourselves, the Highlanders only charged less than a hundred meters before being blocked and their speed slowed down significantly.

 The cavalry cannot charge, and the horses become a burden.

 The tall and agile Blood-Eyed Biao tribe jumped high into the formation where the highlanders were huddled together. Taking advantage of the enemy's lack of space to move, they brandished their claws and weapons to harvest the lives of the highlanders.

Ji Xinghuo had noticed it a long time ago.

There are more than a hundred blood-eyed Biao clan who are all fourth-order evolvers. Their bodies are obviously taller, bigger and faster than others. They are obviously the elites among the Biao clan. Under the leadership of a legendary Biao clan, they are like An arrow tore apart the Highlanders in the front row and headed towards the main force of the Chinese army.

 “Hold them off!”

The shouts of the Highlanders rang out from the side. Two legendary Highlanders, who were also blood warriors like He Yan, ignited their blood-drinking flames and took the lead in facing the Biao elites.

 The mercenaries followed and joined the battlefield.

 Suddenly, various arrows, spears, flames, lightning and some unclear attacks were flying all over the battlefield, and people fell every second.

"Roar!"

 Misha jumped up from the back of the six-legged horse. Her skin was bronze and her muscles were taut. She wielded a giant ax and fell into the Biao people to chop wildly. Xia Qingyu lurks in the shadows. Whenever an enemy approaches to attack Misha, he will detect it and assassinate or repel it.

Ji Xinghuo rode Qinghong and followed behind the two of them.

Qinghong is extremely flexible and can dodge from time to time as it advances, dodging attacks flying from a distance, or flicking its tail to drive away attacking enemies.

On its back, Ji Xinghuo holds an invisible thorn and continues to shoot arrows in all directions.

 As the bowstring vibrated, invisible arrows flew out.

Every arrow shot into the Biao tribe's eyes and pierced their heads. Regardless of the distance, no enemy targeted by Ji Xinghuo could survive. He was like a fort, firing at high frequency, fast and accurately. In just ten seconds, his surroundings were cleared.

Soon another Biao tribe rushed forward without fear of death, and they were greeted by the next round of arrow rain.

 Spiritual energy continues to rise.

 Less than two minutes of fighting, the spiritual source energy reached more than 4,000 points!

 (End of this chapter)

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