Chapter 512: Chapter 109: Barbarian Horde Assault_2
High Priest Tu Ming finished casting his Poison Technique and kept observing the Barbarian Demon Camp from a distance.
Seeing a stir within the Barbarian Demon Camp as they tried to form a formation, he couldn’t help but scoff, “Iron Bucket Formation? Lu Hongtu was right; Xu Dali lacks ability and adaptability. How could a mere Iron Bucket Formation withstand my Formless Poison?”
Elsewhere, Gu Ya also noticed the movement in the Barbarian Demon Camp and frowned deeply.
Once the Iron Bucket Formation was set up, it would greatly enhance the defense of the Barbarian Demon Camp, making it extremely difficult for his wolf pack to penetrate.
“How can my Cangyue Tribe afford to lose to the Hundred Poison Tribe? Where would our dignity stand?”
“The Divine Decree demands our full effort; if my wolf pack suffers heavy losses, how will we face the main force of Liangzhu Country later on?”
Thinking of this, Gu Ya immediately let out a long howl, opened his arms, and started a war dance on the spot.
The blood-blue patterns on his body, with each ancient and primal dance move, left trails of blood-blue light in mid-air.
The lights intertwined, forming the shape of an altar.
Gu Ya ascended the altar and applied his skills.
Beast Taming Skill—Wind Wolf Running!
The Wolf Running Skill took effect immediately, significantly increasing the speed of the wolves, rapidly shortening the charging distance.
Beast Taming is one of the Cultivation Hundred Skills.
In Thousand Peak Forest, Gu Ya and Ju Bing were known as the Boar-Wolf Beast Masters; both were well-known for their profound expertise in Beast Taming.
The Barbarian Demon Camp became chaotic.
“Damn it, the wolf pack is speeding up!”
“We won’t have time to form the formation, General, what should we do?”
A subordinate urgently reported.
In the past days, Xu Dali had been diligent as the Main General, having maximized training volume, but due to the large number of soldiers, the difficulty of training was high, leading to a relatively low level of training.
With the military situation extremely urgent, the Barbarian Demon Camp predictably failed to form the formation quickly.
“Form the formation!” Xu Dali shouted loudly, his aura bursting forth, creating a gust of wind.
The gust rapidly expanded, sweeping through the entire army in just a few breaths.
Military Art—Speed is of the Essence!
Naturally, Xu Dali, being the Main General of an army, also studied Military Art.
The classic military strategy, Speed is of the Essence, was something he could apply effectively.
As the wolf pack charged even faster, under the enhancement of Military Art, the formation speed of the Barbarian Demon Camp also increased.
“Bring people, hold the line; we cannot retreat in this battle!” Xu Dali roared.
His personal soldiers and elite soldiers around him acted quickly, forming the contours of an Iron Bucket Formation with him at the core.
The Deputy General covered for Xu Dali’s oversights, proposing, “Sir, should we ask for reinforcements from allied forces?”
Reminded by this, Xu Dali quickly nodded, “Of course we should, hurry and request reinforcements!”
Howling!
The wolf pack formally clashed with the Barbarian Demon Camp.
The hastily organized defense line of the Barbarian Demon Camp, like crumbling tofu, was effortlessly overrun and crushed by the wolf pack.
The cultivators of the Barbarian Demon Camp screamed miserably, with hundreds dead or injured immediately after the clash!
The defense line twisted and failed to hold, breaking open at several gaps.
The wolf pack, like floodwaters bursting through a dam, streamed through the gaps and penetrated deeper into the inner circle.
However, here they hit a solid wall, their aggressive assault visibly contained.
Surrounding Xu Dali, his personal soldiers and elite troops had already formed a compact Iron Bucket Formation.
The battle formation brought huge defensive enhancements to each cultivator involved in the formation, making it as tough as iron and copper, rendering the mountain wolves’ bites futile.
Midway up the mountain, Tu Ming’s expression grew a bit more solemn.
The resilience of the Barbarian Demon Camp was somewhat beyond his expectations.
He saw that the core of the Barbarian Demon Camp had stabilized, and although the majority of the cultivators outside the core were retreating step by step, it was merely due to the fierce offensive of the wolf pack.
“Few among them are panicking; most are infuriated by the attacks and want to counterattack.”
“The morale of the Barbarian Demon Camp is still viable!”
“Gu Ya is too impetuous, hampering my efforts to disrupt their morale.”
Tu Ming grew discontent with Gu Ya.
His Formless Poison was invisible, odorless, and tasteless, perfectly suited to inflict massive terror, shock, and demoralize the Barbarian Demon Camp.
But the immediate attack from the wolves caused the Barbarian Demon Camp to miss out on fully experiencing the atmosphere of terror brought by the Formless Poison, pushing them into a fervor of intense, heated combat.
The Formless Poison was still effective, but the Barbarian Demon Camp’s attention was captured by the wolves. Even if cultivators died under mysterious circumstances right beside them, most were too distracted to notice.
Gu Ya furrowed his brows deeply.
His wolves clashed against the Iron Bucket Formation, suffering heavy casualties, with over seventy mountain wolves dead in a short time.
“The core led by Xu Dali remains unshaken, his influence is taking effect. Cultivators near the core circle are getting attracted there. If we don’t stop it, a even bigger Iron Bucket Formation will soon take shape!”
“Then, my wolf pack will suffer even greater losses.”
Gu Ya felt an impulse, looking towards Di Lu, hoping to ask him to charge into the formation and coordinate with him.
However, Di Lu noticed Gu Ya’s gaze and decisively shook his head.
Gu Ya was deeply attached to his wolves, which Di Lu understood, but Di Lu would not jeopardize greater objectives for smaller gains; his most important mission here was to protect Gu Ya.
Di Lu said: “Both the Hundred Poison Tribe and my Cangyue Tribe have taken their turns to act, don’t forget that there’s still the Ancient Vine Tribe.”
Bound by the Divine Decree, he wasn’t worried at all about the Ancient Vine Tribe slacking off.
On another hilltop,
Nascent Soul Cultivator Biting Ivy and her husband Golden Core Cultivator Cang Vine Wang from the Ancient Vine Tribe both turned their gaze towards the battlefield.
On the battlefield, the Barbarian Demon Camp and the wolf pack fought fiercely, creating a scene of fierce winds and bloody rain, strewn with fragmented corpses.
Seeing Xu Dali’s Iron Bucket Formation expanding, Cang Vine Wang took out a huge Black Bow from behind his back.
The Black Bow was made from naturally curved withered wood, unstrung.
Cang Vine Wang reached out, twisted his white beard, and then yanked it sharply.
He pulled his beard off, approaching the Black Bow.
As he cast his spell, the white strand in his hand swelled violently, turning into pale vines.
The white vines, fine yet sturdy and highly elastic, automatically wrapped around the upper and lower ends of the Bow tightly, then tightened autonomously, bending the Bow further.
Cang Vine Wang held the Black Bow in his left hand and pulled the empty string with his right, aiming at the battlefield.
With a fierce backwards pull, accompanied by the motion, his right arm’s muscles bulged, emitting a strong male presence.
He pulled the bowstring to its limit, then released suddenly.
Boom.
A muffled sound followed, and the bowstring snapped back, vibrating intensely.
Though there was no arrow, at the spot on the battlefield locked by Cang Vine Wang’s gaze, a white streak suddenly appeared.
The streak solidified into pale vines immediately, crushing the heart of a cultivator, piercing through his body, causing vines and thorns to sprout from all over him, turning him into a bloody mutilated corpse.
Boom, boom, boom…
Cang Vine Wang continuously pulled the string, releasing it again and again.
His Black Bow was not a weapon, but a Magic Artifact. With his bizarre spell, the vines grew inside the bodies of the cultivators, claiming the lives one after another.
Many key figures in the Barbarian Demon Camp died obscure deaths.
These were the ones carrying Array Flags, military orders, or even carrying small Array Plates.
With their deaths, the expansion of the Barbarian Demon Camp’s Iron Bucket Formation abruptly halted.
Seeing this change, Gu Ya laughed heartily and performed a frenzied dance.
Essentially, this was casting through a Body Seal.
Beast Taming Skill—Wolf Howl Shaking Heart.
Beast Taming Skill—Wolf Claw Like Soldiers!
Both spells were cast, and Gu Ya, exhausted to the extreme, knelt on the ground, panting heavily.
He alone was supporting the entire wolf pack, and even for someone of Nascent Soul Level, it was incredibly strenuous. Especially since the wolf pack had already clashed with the Barbarian Demon Camp, the impact of the Barbarian Demon Camp’s military spirit greatly increased the difficulty and energy consumption of casting the spell.
With the added support, the wolves howled fiercely, shaking the hearts of the Barbarian Demon Camp cultivators.
The wolf claws were covered in a metallic sheen, becoming exceptionally sharp, like weapons.
The offensive of the wolf pack surged drastically, slaughtering the Barbarian Demon Camp forces, causing a chaotic scene of heads rolling and people and horses overturning.
“That damned guy, controlling the wolf pack, it must be Gu Ya, I’m going to kill him!” Xu Dali, seeing his side suffering heavy losses, was furiously enraged, his eyes bloodshot, ready to charge alone to seek out Gu Ya.
“General, please don’t act rashly.”
The Deputy General quickly persuaded Xu Dali. Without Xu Dali, the recently stabilized Iron Bucket Formation would also be in jeopardy.