Chapter 51: Attacking Flowing Sand Valley 1
The following days were relatively peaceful.
Ma Chao and Lu Cheng worked together to wipe out the four surrounding strongholds. At the same time, the levels of the four hundred newly recruited White Dragon Cavalry were raised to Level 20.
The only thing left was the central Bronze-grade Force, Flowing Sand Valley.
However, when it came time to attack Flowing Sand Valley, Ma Chao did not act on his own. Instead, he informed Xiao Wen and requested that his lord oversee the operation from the rear.
After all, Ma Chao was only Level 25 at the moment.
General: Ma Chao
Gender: Male
Grade: Legendary Famous General (Fifth Rank)
Level: 25
Talent Attributes: 260/50
Weapon: Profound Heaven Sky-Piercing Spear
Mount: Claw Yellow Flying Lightning
Hidden Talent: Combination Attack Skill (Activated)
His talent attributes were fairly impressive. However, judging by the talent of Flowing Sand Valley’s chief, the difference between the two should not be that great. Ma Chao’s chances of victory were quite high.
Still, a high chance of victory was one thing, but at a moment like this—when facing a truly powerful enemy for the first time—how could his lord not be present?
How could he not witness it personally?
To this day, no player had ever single-handedly conquered a Bronze-grade force.
Qingfeng Stronghold?
That did not count as a solo conquest. At most, it could be considered a joint effort.
After all, the game’s calculation system was quite reasonable in this regard.
Therefore, the achievement of independently conquering a Bronze-grade mountain stronghold had yet to be accomplished by anyone. Their chances of becoming the first were very high.
Eighteen days later.
“My Lord, all the strongholds surrounding Flowing Sand Valley have been cleared. Please issue your orders,” Ma Chao said as he knelt on one knee.
Xiao Wen nodded.
“Mobilize the troops. We will take Flowing Sand Valley!”
Following Xiao Wen’s command, the army set out and advanced toward Star Valley.
At present, Xiao Wen’s forces consisted of four hundred White Dragon Cavalry—excluding the hundred left behind in Luoyang—two thousand recruited elite soldiers, and five hundred refugees trained under Lu Cheng.
A total of 2,900 troops.
A Bronze-grade mountain stronghold typically possessed around 5,000 soldiers, not counting the various leaders and the stronghold chief.
2,900 against 5,000?
With Ma Chao present, it was completely manageable.
The thought flashed through their minds as the group rode forward. The sounds of rushing wind and neighing horses echoed endlessly around them.
Soon, Xiao Wen and his army arrived outside Flowing Sand Valley.
This was a mountain valley. True to its name, Flowing Sand Valley was surrounded by numerous scouts. Before Xiao Wen’s army had even reached the valley, they had already encountered nearly ten waves of scouts.
Although most of them had been eliminated, a few managed to escape and return with the news.
As a result, when Xiao Wen’s army arrived, they immediately saw a vast sea of enemies.
These were all bandits from the stronghold, forming the first defensive line.
At first glance, their numbers did not seem overwhelming, but there were still five to six hundred of them.
Xiao Wen’s expression turned solemn, a sharp glint flashing across his eyes.
“General Lu Cheng, make your move,” Xiao Wen ordered.
Lu Cheng acknowledged the command and urged his horse several steps forward. He then raised the command flag in his hand.
As the flag waved, he shouted:
“Form ranks! Engage the enemy! Charge!”
The moment the order was given, the five hundred soldiers behind him dispersed and rearranged themselves into a Flying Goose Formation.
Its shape resembled a wild goose, capable of advancing, retreating, attacking, and defending.
The instant the five hundred soldiers completed the formation, their auras connected with Lu Cheng’s, making him the spearhead of the entire formation.
As they charged forward and thrust out their spears, the sound of air being torn apart could faintly be heard.
“Kill!”
With a furious roar, all five hundred soldiers charged forward.
Facing the disorganized bandits rushing toward them without any formation whatsoever, they showed no fear. Instead, they split left and right, sweeping inward from both sides toward the center.
It was like a muscular man spreading his arms wide, flexing his biceps, and moving to embrace a much smaller opponent.
The image was remarkably similar to the ultimate move:
Moon-Embracing Death Hug!
The encirclement closed instantly.
Without wasting a single word, the soldiers began slaughtering.
Blades rose and fell.
Heads rolled across the ground.
One bandit after another died, turning into experience points that flowed back to the army.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, the first wave of bandits had been completely annihilated.
Without slowing down, they continued advancing and wiped out the second wave.
By the time they encountered the third wave, the soldiers had begun to tire.
At that moment, the four hundred White Dragon Cavalry surged forward.
Their slaughtering blades danced through the air.
After charging back and forth twice, they crushed the third defensive line with overwhelming force.
The army continued advancing until they reached the front of the valley.
Looking ahead, they could see another group of bandits standing guard.
Compared to the previous groups, both their strength and numbers had clearly increased by several levels.
The two leaders at the front had both reached Level 20.
“General, it is your turn. Deal with them. The two bosses afterward are the real targets,” Xiao Wen said.
Ma Chao clasped his fists in acknowledgment.
Without another word, he shook the reins lightly.
Immediately, Claw Yellow Flying Lightning let out a powerful neigh.
The next moment, the warhorse surged forward, carrying Ma Chao to the front of the four hundred White Dragon Cavalry.
The instant Ma Chao took his place before this heavy cavalry force, the aura of the entire White Dragon Cavalry underwent a dramatic transformation.
If the White Dragon Cavalry had previously been like a tiger that had just awakened from sleep—
Then now, they were a starving tiger ready to devour its prey.
Compared to the former, the latter possessed far greater lethality and intimidation.
Holding the Profound Heaven Sky-Piercing Spear, Ma Chao stared at the bandits ahead and spoke only a single word.
“Kill!”
The command fell.
The four hundred White Dragon Cavalry behind him charged forward without hesitation.
Faintly, the sound of a dragon’s roar echoed through the air.
Although no formation had been activated, the White Dragon Cavalry, now united around a true leader, were still a terrifying force.
Kill!
As the shout rang out, Ma Chao thrust his spear forward.
He shot directly toward the two leaders at the front.
The spear pierced out, carrying fierce gale-force momentum.
One strike broke through defenses.
One strike took a life.
Two consecutive spear thrusts instantly killed one of the leaders.
The other met a similar fate.
In only a few seconds, both leaders collapsed to the ground.
Blood flowed from their bodies.
Not a trace of life remained.
With their leaders dead, the morale of the remaining bandits plummeted.
Against Ma Chao and his forces, they posed no threat whatsoever.
After several charges back and forth, all of them were slaughtered.
Seeing this, Xiao Wen glanced toward the deep and shadowy valley ahead.
He recalled Lu Cheng and looked at the more than two hundred elite soldiers who still retained combat capability.
Pointing toward the cliffs on both sides of the valley, he ordered them to scout and clear the area first, wary of any ambushes.
Only after all hidden bandits on both sides had been eliminated did Xiao Wen raise his Profound Spirit Battle Halberd and point forward.
The army surged ahead and stormed into the stronghold.
Cries of battle erupted.
At the valley exit ahead, bandit after bandit rushed forward, blocking the narrow passage.
It was obvious that they intended to trap Xiao Wen’s army within the confined terrain and destroy them there.
At the front, Ma Chao narrowed his eyes.
He slapped Claw Yellow Flying Lightning lightly on its flank.
The warhorse let out a thunderous neigh.
Behind him, the mounts of the White Dragon Cavalry responded with neighs of their own.
Hooves pounded the earth as their speed increased.
Above the heads of the four hundred White Dragon Cavalry, the phantom image of a divine dragon gradually formed.
Formation — Divine Dragon Descends upon the World!
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