Chapter 974: Chasing and Intercepting

call!

The purple dragon's breath spurted out, instantly drowning the killing power that had just flown out of King Kong's body.

The purple dragon's breath is famous for its control. This power has the characteristics of corroding and manipulating the mind. It can control not only flesh-and-blood creatures, but even the undead who are immune to mind control abilities are often controlled by this kind of dragon breath. .

In other words, this kind of dragon breath can affect the spirit body.

Yamen Khan's killing power is naturally no exception.

After the terrifying purple dragon's breath spurted on the killing soul, many killing powers directly changed their flight direction and flew towards the ancient purple dragon.

The huge dragon's mouth opened and sucked, and these killing souls directly entered the ancient purple dragon's belly and became its tonic food.

A large number of killing souls rushing in the opposite direction stuck to the fragments of the killing godhead that were eager to escape.

"Since you like it, I'll give it all to you!" Yamen Khan's angry roar came from the depths of the Soul of Killing.

He directly controlled the Soul of Slaughter, and rushed towards the ancient purple dragon. With the help of them to form a boost, he sent the fragments of the Slaughter Godhead out of the control range of the dragon's breath.

This is his foundation. As long as he gives it away, he will have as much as the Soul of Killing wants in the future.

"Take my sword again."

During this delay, King Asan had already adjusted the direction of his attack and hastily slashed out a sword at the fragment of the killing godhead.

boom!

The thick golden sword light was like hitting a golf ball, directly knocking away the fragments of the killing godhead.

Click!

King Asan clearly heard the sound of glass crackling, and dense spider cracks appeared on the battered fragment of the killing godhead.

There is a feeling that if you apply a little force, it will break into powder.

The shrill screams of Yamen Khan came from inside.

This is his foundation. When it is injured, the foundation of his soul will also be seriously damaged.

The original direction of his escape was due east, the direction of the endless wilderness.

But after being hit again, Yamen Khan had to make adjustments and headed northeast - the Ashanas Plain, the direction where the main force of Tukan's army broke out.

His current strength is no longer enough to support his return to the endless wilderness.

He urgently needs the support of faith to repair the fragments of the killing godhead that are on the verge of collapse.

Unlike the last time when the fragment of the killing godhead collapsed, this time he was at the end of his rope and there was not so much soul of killing to drive him. Even if the fragment of the killing godhead was divided into three, he could still turn into three Yamen Khans. Strength is diminished.

If he splits again now, it will not be as simple as his strength being weakened, but he will turn into scum and his body will die.

The fragments of the murderous godhead escaped so fast that they disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye. King Asan could not catch up and could only watch him fly away.

The only thing he could do was to contact Gavin's soul immediately: "Tukan's rear army was completely defeated, and Yamen Khan was severely injured. He has abandoned the Buddha's golden body, carrying only the remaining fragments of the killing godhead, and is aiming at you. The direction is gone, and it is very likely that we will need to rely on the strength of Tukan's main force to recover. Please be careful, I will go to support you immediately. "

"Don't worry, he can't run away. If he wants to recover, someone must provide him with faith. These Tukan people are too busy to take care of themselves and cannot provide him with faith!"

Although Gavin on the other end was full of confidence, King Asan was still worried. He immediately put away the ancient purple dragon mount, turned it into a lifelike purple dragon statuette, carried it with him, and then initiated the teleportation. Technique appeared on the battlefield of Asanas Plains.

Just when the Faerun coalition launched a full-scale attack on Tukan's tail army.

The partial army led by Gavin also launched an attack simultaneously.

As the main force of the attack, it was neither the Far East Heavy Cavalry Legion nor the Leatherman Kingdom's Fearless Legion, but the Shadow Legion summoned by the War Raiders.

Not only will this legion not be affected by the downpour, but it will be able to use it as a boost.

In particular, Gavin played a surprise attack, teleporting directly to the sky above the Tukan army, throwing the War Reaver down, and activating the ability of Shadow Advent.

The shadow army blossomed within this Tukan army, and countless ghost shadows rushed out, killing like crazy, and the number skyrocketed like a snowball.

Those wilderness shamans have been involved in Gavin's chain plan, and their power is very scattered.

And Yamen Khan was turning into a killing lama, leaving most of the killing lamas in the rear army.

Without the assistance of the caster, in front of the Shadow Army, the elite Tukan troops were defeated. Countless people fled in panic into the vast rain. No matter how the Tukan generals shouted or tried to stop them, it was useless.

The only good thing is that War Reaver only has one.

But Batumikh had already divided Tukan's army into three and advanced side by side.

Only the middle road was defeated by the Shadow Legion, while the two roads on both sides still maintained relatively intact structures.

"All wilderness shamans, do your best to fight against the enemy's spellcasters, seize control of the weather, ignore the natural traps on the ground, advance at full speed with the entire army, and leave the Ashanas Plain as soon as possible, otherwise this will become our burial place. "

General Batumikh is worthy of being the first general of Tukan, and he adjusted the war strategy very decisively.

The road in the middle is hopeless.

Ten kilometers usually go by in a blink of an eye.

But on the Asanas Plain, which had been flooded by heavy rain all day and night, it was as insurmountable as a natural barrier. When their supporting army drove over, what was waiting for them would be a ghost army that was waiting for them.

It is better to use the enemy's most powerful attack method to contain them, and let the other two armies cross the Asanas Plain as soon as possible.

Although he did not know the specific capabilities of that high-level artifact, one thing was certain, that is, this method of large-scale summoning of legions from another plane into the material plane must be very restrictive and cannot be commonly used.

Otherwise, the opponent does not need to wait until now. When they are trapped by the natural environment of the Asanas Plain, they can just repeatedly summon the Shadow Legion to reduce their dimensionality and attack them.

General Batumikh's decision to preserve Tukan's main force as much as possible was wrong from the beginning.

They shouldn't let the wilderness shaman use the earthquake technique to open a path, but use conventional methods to explore the path, even if it means using the lives of the Tukan cavalry to forcibly carve out a path.

The wilderness shamans are trying their best to control the weather. Perhaps they have already passed through the Ashanas Plains.

In this process, the casualties paid may not be as great as they are now.

There are no ifs on the battlefield. If you are wrong, you are wrong.

I can only try my best to make up for it.

One wrong step, every wrong step.

Although the wilderness shaman tried his best to suppress it, it no longer rained heavily on the Ashanas Plains.

But there was no way to take back the rain that had fallen previously.

The roads were still extremely muddy, with puddles and puddles everywhere.

The only advantage is that the dangerous area is marked for the Tukan cavalry. No matter how shallow the puddles and puddles look, they and their surroundings should not be approached unless they can get close.

No one knew whether there was a tunnel hidden below for burrowing insects or shark-lizard beasts, which would suddenly collapse when they stepped into it.

This does not mean that those flat places are safe. Whether it is a shark lizard or a burrowing insect, they are ambush experts. They will dig their underground lair just right so that it is not visible from the surface and can sense the ground. creatures, making it easier for them to hunt.

When the Tukan began to advance regardless of losses, they suddenly discovered that they had somewhat frightened themselves before.

The number of burrowing insects and shark lizards on the Ashanas Plain was not as large as they imagined.

The created hunting areas were not as dense as they imagined, and there were traces to follow.

After all, they are hunters and are restricted by the number and activity areas of local herbivores.

It wasn't until they were driven by the Xianglong people in the Far East Territory that their movement trajectory began to become abnormal, a bit like a man-made change of defense zone.

However, the Far Eastern Territory was established in too short a time, and the area of ​​the Asanas Plain is too large. This natural defense line is mainly concentrated in the south.

After crossing the center line, the number of natural traps began to decrease significantly. The main thing they had to contend with was the muddy roads caused by heavy rainfall.

But this natural environmental hindrance cuts both ways.

The Tukan people were unable to gallop in such an environment, and apart from the special ghost army and armed cloud rays in the Far East Territory, ordinary soldiers were unable to penetrate deep into the Asanas Plains to snipe them.

The Far Eastern Territory placed the sniper point near the second half of the Asanas Plain.

Compared to the extremely muddy Southern Asanas Plains, the North Asanas Plains have not had a drop of rain and are extremely dry.

When General Batumikh led the main force of the exhausted Tukan army and rushed here quickly, he could see from a distance that the heavy cavalry of the Far East Territory was waiting here.

"I knew that the chosen one of this goddess of strategy would not let go of this perfect opportunity to attack halfway!" General Bartumih was not surprised when he saw this situation, and expressed his admiration for the Far East Territory in his words. The commander was full of heartfelt admiration.

The opponent's use of strategies and tactics has reached a superb level.

Even facing Yamen Khan, whose combat prowess was already extraordinary, he was able to defeat and defeat him, weakening his power limit to the extreme.

Not to mention, the current fighting method has been dragged down to the mundane level.

Strategy and tactics are more powerful.

Just the ultimate use of the geographical environment allowed them to lose troops and generals, evening the gap in military strength between the two sides.

Although they were not crossing the river now, it was not much different.

In the wet and muddy plains of Southern Asanas, there was no way for them to assemble into a military formation.

The dry and flat North Asanas Plains are extremely suitable for cavalry combat. Once they pour out from here, they will be greeted by the enemy's heavy cavalry groups charging and slaughtering them crazily.

There was no chance for them to assemble.

And the armed cloud ray, which has been following them like a shadow, has eliminated the possibility of them traveling secretly.

"Great Shaman, can we also create a heavy rain in the north?" General Batumih asked Hari Chagai with his last glimmer of hope.

As long as the enemy is pulled into the same state, the enemy's advantage will naturally no longer exist.

Harizhagai shook his head sadly and said: "You can tell by looking at the weather around you that the enemy has been prepared for a long time. The magic of manipulating the weather depends on the first move. Whoever strikes first will have priority to seize the initiative and then try to seize and change it. The amount of force required will increase significantly.

Especially since the opponent has already set up a huge magic circle here to help control the weather, it will be even more difficult for us to capture it. "

General Batumih said helplessly: "Then we can only sacrifice the small to protect the big and make full use of the advantage in numbers.

Pass the order down, break up into small units, act in units of a thousand people, don't fight with the enemy, go north as quickly as possible, cross the giant valley, and enter Nafir!"

At this moment, he has completely recognized the reality.

No longer has the fluke of defeating the enemy, his current task is to lead as many Tukan people as possible to the north, and then detour back to the endless wilderness.

Only in this way will he not disappoint Yamen Khan's trust in him.

The Tukan army did not delay for too long and soon completed the new formation. They were originally nomadic people, and they were best at this kind of split-and-reunion tactics.

With the orders of countless Tukan Eagle Knights, the remaining 70,000 to 80,000 Tukan main forces were divided into 70 to 80 thousand teams.

Rumbling, they rushed out of the muddy South Aishanas Plain at the same time, scattered on the extremely vast land, and began to gallop towards the north.

There is only one goal, that is to quickly cross this place and not give the enemy a chance to snipe them on the vast grassland.

"Haha... Lord, you are indeed as good as God. These frightened Tukan people have no courage to fight us at all. They will cross our territory in groups. What are you waiting for? Follow me! Kill them all!"

"Their fighting spirit is not strong anymore. We should capture as many as possible. We still hope to use them to exchange for more Xianglong people from the endless wilderness."

"Kill... kill... kill..."

The Far East leader had predicted that the Tukan people would adopt this tactic. The Far East heavy cavalry, who were ready for battle, followed and split into small groups, and rumbled towards the Tukan people.

At the beginning, their charge was still cautious, always keeping themselves in numerical advantage, at least ensuring that several thousand-man teams echoed each other.

Once they encountered a tough bone, these thousand-man teams would cooperate with each other and attack the enemy.

But they soon found out that this caution was unnecessary. These Tukans not only had no will to resist, but also had greatly weakened their fighting power. The arrows they shot back were sparse and weak.

After catching several Tukans, they realized that the miserable situation of these Tukans over the past two months and the long-term lack of food had greatly reduced their fighting power.

Not to mention the previous successive tossing, hundreds of kilometers of raids, and being frozen in the rain for several days, countless Tukans had caught a cold BUFF. Many people were shaking uncontrollably, and it was extremely difficult to ride a horse.

Asking them to shoot arrows again was simply forcing them to do something.

General Batumih was very clear about the current fighting power of the Tukan army.

Therefore, even if the number of people was still superior, he did not dare to let the Far East Leader fight head-on.

On the other hand, the Far East Leader had never suffered from food loss. He did not dare to say that he had big fish and meat every day, but at least the combination of meat and vegetables was reasonable, and everyone could eat freely.

For three consecutive months, most of the dragons were restored to their original size.

Especially the Titan Golden Apples produced by the Titan Golden Apple Tree that Gavin rushed back last month, all of which have healing magic. Everyone ate one, which directly restored their vitality that they had lost as slaves, and their spirits reached their peak.

Now they are even more rested and ready to fight, and their hatred for the Tukans is full.

Even if it is 20,000 against 100,000, they are not afraid.

After confirming that the enemy is extremely weak, the actions of the Far East Heavy Cavalry became bolder, and they began to divide and divide again.

Finally, the 300-man regiment was used as the basic pursuit unit, and the chasing Tukan thousand-man team was like a rabbit, running around the world.

Many were dizzy and could not tell east from west and south from north.

Either they ran into the Asen Lake in the south, forcing themselves into a desperate situation, and had no choice but to surrender.

Or they were driven to the giant valley in the north, and what awaited them would be the natural guards led by the giant valley druids.

What's more, after going around in circles, they plunged into the South Aishanas Plain. Without the protection of the army, they would be warmly received by the indigenous monsters here. I don't know how many of them could come out alive.

But more of them, under the guidance of the Tukan Eagle Knights, went all the way north, trying to cross the giant valley and enter Nafir, seeking a chance to survive there.

Yamen Khan, who arrived at the Aishanas Plain, saw this situation.

"Gavin*Nott!" Yamen Khan, with only a red light left, jumped wildly in the air and roared angrily.

The deep hatred revealed in it was even greater than that towards King Yasan.

Although King Yasan was a human king and possessed a terrifying power that could threaten some weak gods, this power still remained at the mundane stage.

The strategic lady elect was different. The high-level artifact in his hand clearly had the power of the god of death.

The souls of those Tukan soldiers who died in the battle were all absorbed.

There was nothing left for him, so naturally there was no way to replenish his consumption.

And the main force of Tukan was torn apart by General Batumih, and there was no way to gain some strength through faith.

Yamen Khan naturally would not blame General Batumih for this, but Gavin, the instigator.

Looking at the Tukan cavalry below, who were being driven and hunted by the Yayin Legion like animals.

Yamen Khan felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife, and the cracks on the fragments of the Godhead of Killing became more obvious and denser.

This was not simply a sign of excessive consumption of killing power, but also a sign of the fall of the King of Tukan.

As the main force of the Tukan people was defeated and slaughtered, Yamen Khan's status in their minds was plummeting.

"Even if I fall into hell, I am not prepared to go alone, so just go with me!"

Knowing that his death was approaching, Yamen Khan no longer struggled in vain, and directly locked his eyes on Gavin in the air, turned into a bloody light, and rushed directly towards him. (End of this chapter)