The number of troops on both sides was rapidly increasing. The attacking side had grown to more than a dozen teams in just a few minutes, while the defending side was even more exaggerated. There were already over thirty teams blocking the attack, and more reinforcements were pouring in continuously.
A great battle was about to erupt.
As cavalrymen, Li Biao and Hua Ziyan summoned their mounts for the first time. Their mounts were both war tigers—one black, one white.
Their mission was to break through the encirclement, and using their mounts would increase the chances of success.
"Follow me and break through!", Li Biao shouted, spear in hand, "Yue Ling, protect Zhuzi and Nuannuan!"
The two war tigers were fierce, charging through several layers of obstruction.
Just then, a few enemies in the crowd suddenly threw out ropes, accurately lassoing the war tigers' heads.
As soon as the ropes tightened, someone immediately pulled hard, trying to control the beasts.
"Trying to run? Dream on! Kill them!"
Chen Yueling, wielding dual blades, dashed forward in an instant and slashed fiercely at the ropes.
But before she could cut them, an enemy had already lunged at her from behind.
"Martial Disciple? Tian Shilang, this Martial Disciple is mine! Kid, you still have time to worry about others? Draw your blade—"
A cold gleam of light instantly flashed toward the back of Chen Yueling's head.
"Careful!"
Li Biao leaped from his war tiger with his shield, slamming into the opponent.
The enemy had no choice but to retract his attack and blocked Li Biao's shield with his long blade. As he retreated under the force of impact, he suddenly exerted power, sidestepping to avoid Li Biao's full momentum, creating distance between them.
Li Biao steadied himself again, staring firmly at the opponent in front of him.
If his guess was correct, this person's class should be the second-tier profession of a Samurai from the island nation—Ronin Swordsman.
Although the island nation was small, it had two major combat professions: Ninja and Samurai. Both were considered top-tier combat classes, unlike Huaxia, where the top-tier class was Martial Disciple, while Soldiers were at most considered high-tier second-line combatants.
Ronin Swordsman was a second-tier profession of the Samurai class.
During the breakout, the three teams from Huaxia had already been separated.
Tianheng, Hot Blood, and Fierce Tiger were each being surrounded and attacked by three opposing teams.
"Huaxia has a saying—'capture the king to defeat the bandits.' Huaxia initiated this breakout, so we must focus our efforts on them!"
"Keep an eye on every one of them! Watch out for their breakout attempts."
"Restrain the cavalry's mounts!"
Behind them, Hua Ziyan's mount had also been subdued, and more than a dozen enemies had surrounded the five members of Fierce Tiger.
Among them was even the so-called strongest warrior of the island nation—Onoda Juro.
"A cavalryman, huh? How disappointing," The man in front of Li Biao snorted coldly, "There are two Martial Disciple in your team. If I kill you quickly, I might be able to snatch one for myself!"
With that, the Ronin Swordsman launched an attack.
"None of you are getting away!"
His movement technique suddenly surged, and in a few swift steps, he was already in front of Li Biao, thrusting his katana at an incredibly tricky angle.
Li Biao let out a low shout, raising his shield to block the long blade. As the shield came down, his spear suddenly stabbed forward—"Army-Breaking Thrust"
The enemy's katana was pressed down by the shield, and the spear struck forward unhindered. However, a second silver katana suddenly appeared in the opponent's left hand. Ignoring Li Biao's attack, he spun his body, letting the spear graze past him while his silver katana followed the trajectory of Li Biao's spear, stabbing toward him.
"Dual Blade Style!"
While Li Biao was facing off against the elite swordsman of the enemy side, on the other side, Fierce Tiger's strongest combatant, Chen Yueling, was being besieged by three Ninjas.
Two were attacking from afar with shurikens, while one engaged in close combat to keep her pinned down.
Although Chen Yueling was agile, under the siege of three equally strong combatants, she was nearly hit multiple times.
Hua Ziyan stayed close to Su Nuannuan, fending off four or five attackers probing for an opening.
At that moment, a loud laugh erupted from the Hot Blood squad's side.
Yuan Zhu looked over and saw a burly white man. Barbarian Hochman—standing bare-chested, covered in multiple wounds, bleeding profusely, but showing no signs of pain. Instead, he looked extremely excited.
At this moment, he was gripping the temple of a Huaxia cavalryman, laughing maniacally.
"Tickling me? Don't you know that Barbarians grow stronger the more we get hurt? Is this all you Huaxia warriors are capable of? Your Soldiers are worthless—where are your Martial Disciples? Your strongest profession! Come on, give me a few more to kill!"
The soldier being held grimaced in pain, but he gritted his teeth and refused to scream.
Yuan Zhu remembered—he was the vice-captain of the Hot Blood squad. During the breakout, he had stayed behind alone to hold off Hochman, the raging beast.
But for some reason, Hochman's abilities seemed abnormal, after taking multiple attacks, his strength had grown even faster than an average Barbarian's, allowing him to subdue the vice-captain in a single move.
The remaining four members of Hot Blood were also surrounded, completely outnumbered, making their breakout nearly impossible.
Hochman increased his grip, and the soldier's face twisted in agony. Suddenly, he roared, "To hell with you!"
With his last ounce of strength, he stabbed a dagger at Hochman's waist.
But in front of Hochman, it was nothing but a desperate struggle. He caught the soldier's wrist effortlessly and twisted—snapping it with a crack.
Hochman looked down at his prey, a cruel smile on his face, "I told you. You're too weak!"
With a final surge of power, the soldier's skull was crushed—exploding into a bloody mess.
"Wang Gang!"
The Hot Blood squad members howled in anguish, but they were each locked in their own battles. They had no time to grieve—they were already fighting for their lives.
Yuan Zhu witnessed it all, involuntarily taking half a step back.
For a moment, fear overshadowed his anger.
His hand instinctively reached for his pouch.
It was Brother Ruan's wine.
He hesitated because he knew—drinking it meant there was no turning back. He would have to die here.
But at this moment, he had no choice.
Gritting his teeth, Yuan Zhu took a deep swig.
His eyes turned bloodshot, his body stopped trembling, and instead, heat surged through him.
Amidst the battlefield, someone suddenly roared—
"Huaxia Martial Disciple is here! I am Yuan Zhu, the number one War God! You pathetic weaklings, come at me together!"
"Earth-Shaking Stomp!"
Among the attackers, Onoda Juro narrowed his eyes as he watched Yuan Zhu repel several enemies with a single stomp. A fire ignited in his gaze.
"Oh? Number one War God? Interesting! Then let me have a taste of your strength!"
———
At Jiangzhong City Military Hospital, Jiang Kai's hands trembled as he held his phone.
On the screen, he saw the brutal battle unfolding.
And just now—he heard that familiar voice and saw that familiar figure.
Yuan Zhu had gone.
But judging from the current situation, although Huaxia has not yet been defeated this time, the situation is still not optimistic.
In the public area, top experts from various countries were gathered, and the defending side held a huge advantage in numbers, strength, and preparation.
Among the countries attempting to break through, Huaxia was not only the first team but also the strongest. Naturally, the strongest experts on the defending side would give them "special attention".
That barbarian, the several ninjutsu masters, and the Ronin Swordsman were all extremely powerful.
"Zhuzi...", Jiang Kai murmured, his fist unconsciously clenching.
———
In a camp somewhere far from the teleportation array in the public area, a man slowly woke up from his sleep.
A subordinate approached his tent, bent down, and said, "Mr. Postman, you're awake. A large number of people have landed at the four landing points simultaneously."
That man stretched lazily, looking completely indifferent, "Gray, I've told you not to call me Mr. Postman. Are you afraid others won't know I'm a postman? Just call me Willis."
"The teleportation array area must be lively, huh? Hochman should love this kind of scene the most."
The subordinate said, "He's very excited. Currently, they still have absolute dominance. Except for Huaxia, the other countries are all small nations, not even on the same level as Hochman and his elite teams."
"Huaxia? They came again? They really don't give up... Are there any Martial Disciples?", The man leisurely rubbed the stubble on his chin.
"There are! Fifteen people, with a total of eight Martial Disciple, and they are all quite strong."
The man nodded, "The Martial Disciple profession is actually quite interesting. In the early stages, they're just decent but definitely not the strongest. Only after they comprehend true qi attacks do they undergo a qualitative transformation!"
"They probably still won't be able to break through the blockade."
"But honestly, why stop other countries' teams from competing for dominance? Wouldn't that take away a lot of the fun?"
Gray said, "The Lost Lands are key to many countries overcoming their current difficulties; they cannot afford to lose it."
The man lazily stretched, "That's none of our business. I'm just a postman delivering letters. Hey, Gray, want to go fishing with me?"
Gray shook his head, "Willis, I'm a martial artist, not a fisherman."
"What does that matter? Can't a martial artist go fishing? Come on!", Willis, not caring about anything else, pulled Gray along as he walked, still complaining, "Hurry up and start the competition already, or it's way too boring."
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