Chapter 1132 - Rising Smoke
Chapter 1132: Rising Smoke
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
It was too late to say anything. At that moment, the totem warriors on the opposite side had already swung their maces that were thicker than the thighs of a barbarian elephant, creating a visible shockwave.
The whistling sonic boom was akin to the explosion of a land mine following the blow of a broadsword.
The dozens of rebel rat people who had finally managed to attack the city wall were instantly blown away like kites with broken strings.
Only Iron Head, who was holding the Hundred Blade battle flag in his hand, remained. He was caught in the gap between the two shock waves that were controlled by the enemy’s exquisite strength.
The shock waves pressed against him from both sides, preventing him from moving as if he was trapped in a turbulent flow.
His lungs could not expand, his heart stopped beating, and both of his eyes bulged out due to the high pressure on his skull. The hundreds of blood vessels that surrounded his pupils were bursting uncontrollably.
Tiny, needle-sized drops of blood were even seeping out of his skin, which was as rough as sandpaper.
That was the power of a totem warrior!
Without the interference of unexpected factors, Iron Head’s internal organs and brain would have been crushed by the overwhelming shock wave in the span of a breath.
The Hundred Blade battle flag, which was covered in blood, was about to return to the hands of the totem warriors obediently.
However, at the critical moment, Meng Chao grabbed Iron Head’s belt from behind and pulled it forcefully.
Iron Head’s belt was simply an iron chain that had been removed from a meteor hammer, because he needed to hang his two iron axes on his belt without tearing it.
Therefore, the iron chain was not shattered by the destructive ripples that the totem warrior had created.
Meng Chao pulled him far back, narrowly avoiding the most violent sweep from the totem warrior’s mace.
If he had been a few inches short, Iron Head’s entire face, including his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, would have been directly scraped off by the mace’s spikes and barbs!
The determined strike had inexplicably missed. The totem warrior was both shocked and angry.
He growled and took a heavy step toward Iron Head, leaving seven or eight crisscrossing cracks like spider webs on the hard iron-like ground.
Borrowing the force of his stomp, the totem warrior raised his mace high again. The flames of slaughter swirled around the mace rapidly, like a raging storm.
In the storm, the faint form of a ferocious-looking hungry wolf was revealed as it opened its bloody mouth.
Due to the lack of oxygen in his brain, Iron Head had lost the ability to think and move, becoming a dull and foolish target.
However, a piercing pain came from the bottom of the totem warrior’s feet.
There were also strands of ice that seemed to be alive, trying to follow his blood vessels, from the bottom of his feet to his heart.
When he looked down, the totem warrior was shocked to discover that the large pool of blood under his feet had all condensed and frozen at some point, turning into sharp icicles.
The bright red icicles, with their incredible sharpness and hardness, actually found the gaps between his armor and pierced his body from the ankle!
These totem warriors were not the strongest in the Gold Clan.
Otherwise, they would not have been thrown to the lonely Hundred Blade City to face the overwhelming tide of rat people.
His totem armor barely covered his entire body.
It was unlike the Millennium Armor in Meng Chao and Ice Storm’s bodies, which was seamless.
There were very fine gaps, especially at the joints between the totem warrior’s lower legs and the soles of his feet, in order to maximize the ankles’ range of movement.
Unexpectedly, through these gaps, his ankles and the soles of his feet were nailed to the ground by a mysterious and unpredictable enemy with blood-colored icicles.
“How is this possible?!
“How can a mere rat warrior possess such a terrifying ability?
“Who is it? Who is hiding in the darkness?”
Due to the double interference of shock and intense pain, his mace that contained immense strength lost its accuracy. It brushed past Iron Head and smashed a shocking hole in the ground.
However, pushed by the shockwave and pulled by Meng Chao, Iron Head flew high into the air and landed outside the city wall!
There was a difference of about ten arms between the top and bottom of the city wall.
To advanced orcs with thick skin, it was not an insurmountable distance.
Moreover, there were already hundreds and thousands of corpses piled up under the city wall, forming a thick buffer.
Just as Meng Chao was about to land, he gave Iron Head a lift and tried his best to neutralize the impact.
Although the boorish man was in a mess, he was unharmed. He was still holding the blood-covered Hundred Blade battle flag in his hand.
Meng Chao and Ice Storm, who had landed lightly on the ground looked at each other.
“Let’s go, we have to bring back the captured battle flag and sacrifice it to the Big-horned Rat God!”
The two of them shouted in Iron Head’s ear at the same time.
Iron Head’s soul finally returned to his body.
The boorish man with well-developed limbs and a simple mind shivered deeply.
Licking his dry and cracked lips, he raised his head to look at the city wall that was filled with killing intent, as well as flesh and blood that were flying everywhere. Only then did he realize what a dangerous battle he had just experienced, and what a terrifying enemy had been before him.
Iron Head would never admit that the moment he faced the enemy’s totem warrior, he was so scared that his soul left his body, and he was dumbstruck.
It was not that he did not dare to climb up the city wall again to fight the enemy’s totem warrior to death. He would still use his heroic sacrifice to prove his loyalty to the Big-horned Rat god.
However, sending the enemy’s captured battle flag back to his camp would, after all, boost the morale of the troops.
Iron Head stuffed the Hundred Blade battle flag under his arms, rolling and crawling as he turned around and ran.
When the totem warrior finally crushed the blood icicles under his feet, he pounced onto the battlements in exasperation and looked down.
He could only see billowing smoke, burning corpses on the ground, and the surging tide of rat people.
One after another, all the rat people rolled into the trenches filled with corpses.
They were covered in blood and mud.
It was impossible to tell who had taken the battle flag.
Moreover, the twitching pain in his feet reminded the totem warrior that there might be hidden experts from the Great Horn Army.
If he jumped down rashly and got involved in the rat tide, the next blood icicle might not just pierce his body from the soles of his feet.
The furious totem warriors could only let out mournful wolf howls on the city walls.
Smoke finally rose from Hundred Blade City.
Thick black smoke hung weakly in the air, like exhausted warriors reluctantly raising their hands to admit defeat.
That’s right, the mighty warriors of the Gold Clan had to ask for help from the outside world when they were surrounded by a group of rat people. If that was not admitting defeat, then what was it?
However, they had no other choice.
On the city’s southern defensive line, the battle flag had been snatched by the d*mned rat people while everyone watched. It dealt an incalculable blow to the defending army’s morale.
Now, even many Gold Clan warriors who had been born into noble families and had extremely pure bloodlines were whispering in frustration. Did the Rat God really exist and possess a terrifying ability that surpassed countless ancestral spirits?
Otherwise, even the wisest priestess could not explain why the seemingly weak, lowly, dirty, and obedient rat people, who had been silently enduring slavery and oppression for thousands of years, would suddenly become so ferocious, tyrannical, and even crazy in just one night.
In addition, the totem warrior, who had tried to recapture the battle flag, was held back by Ice Storm, and he had his foot pierced by the blood icicles. He used the bloody wound to make the commander of the defending army believe that horrifying totem warriors were among the attackers.
If they did not ask for help…
Once the Great Horn Army’s totem warriors sneaked into Hundred Blade City in the chaos…
The tragedy in Black-corner City would most likely repeat itself.
The crooked smoke also made the attackers heave a sigh of relief.
In order to put enough pressure on Hundred Blade City, the Great Horn Army had launched wave after wave of almost suicidal attacks on this city that was covered with shining steel thorns in the past three days. They had also left behind tens of thousands of corpses.
Even for the Great Horn Army, which had an endless number of soldiers, such losses had reached an unbearable point.
After all, each of the corpses there were not untrained cannon fodder with wooden sticks and dung pitchforks in their hands.
Instead, they were elites whom they had selected after a long journey and a series of fierce battles.
Almost at the same time, the bugle call for a halt sounded from behind the attackers.
Meng Chao and Ice Storm successfully escorted Iron Head and the Hundred Blade battle flag back to their positions.
Before that, the news of an invulnerable warrior jumping onto the Hundred Blade City tower and snatching the Hundred Blade battle flag from the claws of countless wolves, tigers, and leopards had spread throughout the entire battlefield.
At first, everyone thought that the defenders had hacked the brave and fearless warrior into meat paste long ago. Even if enemy did not snatch back the Hundred Blade battle flag, it would definitely be lost on the chaotic battlefield. It would either be burned to ashes or buried deep in a pile of corpses.
Who would have thought that this warrior would actually cross the line of fire unscathed and bring back the battle flag that symbolized the enemy’s will and glory!
What a shocking feat!
What a wonderful miracle!
The story about Iron Head was being spread throughout the entire camp.
Even the generals and priests who were leading the siege heard of his name.
That night, flames shot up into the sky from the northeast direction of Hundred Blade City. The sounds of battle continued, and the boiling killing intent crashed into the stars in the night sky, causing the stars to tremble under the reflection of the bloody light.
The news of victory and dawn arrived at the same time.
The White Bone Battalion had successfully ambushed a Wolf Clan troop that was rushing to Hundred Blade City. After a fierce battle in the middle of the night, eight hundred of them were beheaded, and countless weapons, armor, and mounts were seized.
This was only the beginning.
In the next few days, there would definitely be countless reinforcements. In order to defend their honor and faith, they would continuously pounce on Hundred Blade City and start an epic decisive battle with the Great Horn Army that would determine their future.
In a sense, they were the number one warriors who had opened the curtain of the final battle.
Iron Head had obtained the two great battle merits of “ascending first” and “seizing the flag” at the same time. As such, he received extremely generous praise and rewards.
In a grand sacrificial ceremony, in front of tens of thousands of rat warriors, he was going to be implanted with a totem that symbolized valor and loyalty, as well as a precious totem armor fragment by the Great Horn Army’s high-level priest!