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Chapter 319: Playing Dirty
🕑 Added 2024-09-22 03:37:39 +0000 UTCThe Wu Xing Clan members, who had taken on the Qing Shi Clan's bodies, were now enveloped in soul power, forming a cone-like shape as they charged toward the barrier surrounding City Two.
At the front of the charge, these Wu Xing Clan members resembled green meteors, descending from the vast sky with the intent to shake the earth.
Meteor Strike!
This was a natural soul skill of the Qing Shi Clan, where soul power condensed around their bodies and propelled them forward with immense force. The sheer momentum made their attacks nearly unstoppable against any defense.
However, just as these green meteors were about to collide, a group of heavily armored warriors from the Huaxia Empire surged out from within City Two's barrier. Wielding massive spiked shields, they charged forward to meet the oncoming Wu Xing Clan members head-on.
Their targets were precisely those green meteors hurtling towards them.
"Furious Charge!"
At that moment, the speed of the Huaxia Empire's armored soldiers suddenly increased, as if their entire beings were igniting. They leaped into the air with explosive force!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the ensuing clash between the meteor-like Wu Xing Clan members and the charging Huaxia soldiers, thunderous impacts echoed across the battlefield.
Yet, in this brutal head-to-head confrontation, the Wu Xing Clan members clearly had the worst of it.
One by one, the once impenetrable bodies of the Qing Shi Clan were shattered by the Huaxia soldiers' shields, leaving them spewing blood as they were sent flying.
Meanwhile, the Huaxia soldiers also staggered back from the collision. However, they quickly raised their fearsome shields above their heads.
At that moment, a group of silver-armored soldiers, each with a long white scarf draped around their necks and wielding long spears, leaped into action. They thrust the tips of their spears onto the fearsome shields, using the force of the shield-bearers' upward thrusts to launch themselves toward the battered Wu Xing Clan members.
In the next instant, these spearmen unleashed a flurry of rapid thrusts, targeting the cracks in the Wu Xing Clan members' defenses.
The bodies of the Wu Xing Clan members were soon riddled with holes, lifeless as they plummeted to the ground.
Suddenly, a war halberd came crashing down from the side, and in a gruesome explosion of red and white, one of the Huaxia soldiers' bodies was reduced to a bloody mess.
The war halberd was swiftly withdrawn, and the dying Wu Xing Clan member revealed his true form as he fell from the sky.
"Huaxia!"
With a thunderous roar, the soldier wielding the massive war halberd charged forward to engage the Wu Xing Clan.
At the same time, the spearmen pressed their attack against the Xun Yin Clan forces.
As for the Furious Shield soldiers?
They didn't care who was in front of them—they simply charged forward with their fearsome shields, smashing through anything in their way. Even if their own comrades were in their path, they bulldozed forward, forcing their allies to quickly dodge out of the way.
Those who hesitated for even a moment were met with the full force of the Furious Shield, sending them flying.
"This…" Yuan Xiang, observing the battle from above, couldn't help but widen his eyes in astonishment. He was once again witnessing the perfect coordination of Lin Qian's troops.
The spearmen and halberdiers had plunged into the Xun Yin and Wu Xing ranks, throwing the enemy formations into complete disarray.
Yuan Xiang noticed that the spearmen, while not particularly fast, were incredibly agile, darting through the Xun Yin Clan's ranks like fish in water. Their quick thrusts allowed them to keep up with the Xun Yin Clan's famed speed.
On the other hand, the halberdiers were less nimble but far more heavily armored. In terms of defense, they surpassed the spearmen and were able to hold their ground against the physically powerful Qing Shi Clan bodies that the Wu Xing Clan had taken over.
And as for the Furious Shield soldiers? From start to finish, their strategy remained the same:
Charge!
Charge again!
And charge once more!
With each collision, it was always the enemy who suffered more!
Yuan Xiang was baffled by this phenomenon.
"The effect of the Furious Shield's Furious Charge is quite interesting," Lin Qian explained leisurely from his perch on the Nine-Dragon Throne. "Whenever they collide with an enemy, the impact force on the enemy is increased by twenty percent, while the force on the Furious Shield soldiers is reduced by thirty percent."
Suspended beside Lin Qian, Yuan Xiang was momentarily speechless. He pointed to the spearmen and halberdiers. "And what about them?"
"Yóu Qiāng and Lì Jǐ," Lin Qian replied with a smile, eager to share the details with Yuan Xiang.
"The spearmen and halberdiers work together to disrupt the battlefield and throw the enemy into chaos."
"The Yóu Qiāng are highly agile and specialize in speed, making them perfect for dealing with fast and nimble opponents like the Xun Yin Clan."
"The Lì Jǐ, on the other hand, excel in strength and defense, making them well-suited to face off against the powerful Qing Shi bodies of the Wu Xing Clan."
"With these two units in play, they can effectively disrupt the battlefield and force the enemy to fight on my terms. The Furious Shield soldiers not only divide the battlefield but also forcefully repel any enemy assaults."
After hearing Lin Qian's explanation, Yuan Xiang could only sigh in admiration.
Lin Qian's troops were each specialized, working together in perfect harmony. Once engaged in battle, they immediately pulled the enemy into their own rhythm, leaving Yuan Xiang deeply impressed.
"So, tell me," Yuan Xiang asked, "do the Yóu Qiāng and Lì Jǐ have any special soul skills, like Rapid Fire or Furious Charge?"
"Yes, they do," Lin Qian replied with a chuckle. "Their special skill is called 'Fight to the Death.' The effect is quite simple—if there are fewer allies within six feet of them and more enemies, their speed, agility, defense, and strength increase, up to a maximum of thirty percent."
"..." Yuan Xiang was once again rendered speechless. After a long pause, he finally let out a deep sigh. "Your troops' strange soul skills are nothing short of playing dirty!"
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