Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1993 - 637: 200,000 vs 1,400,000
Ten thousand Mulan cavalry may not seem significant compared to the massive forces of the Hai Mu allied troops, but even a small sparrow is still meat! Liu Zhenhuan certainly couldn’t just let these desert bandits return to the main regiment easily, heal their wounds, and then return to Witherspoon flaunting their prowess.
In the traditional battle strategies of the Aegean Continent, killing forty percent of the enemy is considered an "epic victory," meaning if Beamon can eliminate forty thousand out of the hundred thousand Mulan cavalry, it’s a huge triumph; reaching this goal isn’t too difficult now, since in the siege warfare against the Fox Tribe city alone, twenty-five thousand Mulan soldiers had fallen under Witherspoon City’s walls, never to awaken again.
Perhaps it’s because he was used to facing extreme experts and Super-level Warcraft, having not dealt with ordinary people for a long time, that Liu Zhenhuan suddenly found himself a bit unaccustomed to the intensity of conventional warfare.
In his eyes, these Mulan warriors were no different from paper tigers.
A dense crowd formed beneath the walls guarded by the Summer Palace guards.
Due to the lack of long-range fire support from the enemy, and being on the higher ground themselves, Liu Zhenhuan had already anticipated that the siege of Witherspoon would be a one-sided massacre, but truly witnessing the extent and scale of the slaughter, he was somewhat conflicted by the speed at which elemental attacks harvested lives. On the one hand, the severe trouncing of the enemy felt immensely satisfying; on the other hand, this scene reminiscent of a martial scholar beating up an unconscious vegetative opponent made him feel that victory wasn’t earned honorably.
Be it in terms of timing, terrain, manpower, or elemental combat units, the poor Mulanese couldn’t gain even a slight advantage. Defeating such vastly inferior opponents offered no real joy for Liu, because true warriors yearn to conquer stronger foes.
The kind of leader determines the kind of army. The opponent’s weakness left the Summer Palace guards somewhat at a loss. Initially, the several elemental combat units executed tactics with discipline: the attacking vanguard seized key points, the intercepting rear guarded, the midfield command coordinated fire support, structuring attack layers and rhythms. Yet, who would have thought the Mulan Imam’s group couldn’t withstand even a wave of magic-focused volleys before they vanished into thin air!
No longer needing to engage in seesaw confrontations with evenly matched opponents...
No longer needing proficient formations or tactical acumen to control the battle’s pace...
No longer needing the advantage of instant-cast magic...
All that was required was to keep popping potions, like pouring boiling water onto an ant colony, continuously sending wave after wave of magic into the Mulan warriors’ ranks. The adversary simply took the hits without fighting back, causing the Summer Palace guards to click their tongues in disbelief... Damn, what is this if not war? This is target practice...
After more than two hours of rest and a meal, a content Liu Zhenhuan finally launched the mission to pursue the remaining soldiers.
The "Wizard’s Eye of Saruman," overlooking the entire Primitive Ancient Origin, left the fleeing Mulan soldiers with nowhere to hide.
Based on aerial reconnaissance mapping provided by the war laboratory, the defeated Mulan troops had already regrouped into various scattered remnants a hundred to two hundred miles away, the largest group numbering about thirty thousand, while the smallest had three to four thousand. However, they were not headed in the same direction; their distribution resembled a spilled chessboard. Several Mulan remnants headed towards the Sanggan River, evidently having been scared out of their wits.
The Summer Palace guards’ airborne detachment quietly tailed the largest group of Mulan survivors, and now, Liu Zhenhuan needed to rally his troops through the magic teleportation array, unexpectedly appearing before these startled Mulanese, sending them all to hell.
After careful consideration, Liu Zhenhuan ultimately decided not to deploy the thirty thousand mutant Wolf Riders to the battlefield. He felt the current situation was still under control, and this trump card was best saved for a decisive moment in the future.
The Summer Palace guards, having deployed all "Zeppelin Aircraft," commenced a shocking continental pursuit massacre centered around the use of Servant Arrows, aerial units, and elemental combat units.
If the forward force didn’t get lost, only a day’s ride would bring them back to the main regiment.
But before the relentless day-and-night rotational pursuit of the Summer Palace guards, how could the Mulanese not get lost on the Donau Wasteland?
This drawn-out and bloody chase led to the complete death of all high-ranked Mulan officers; even the most mentally resilient Mulan Mojie were driven to the brink of nervous breakdown—they couldn’t escape no matter which direction they fled! They wanted a desperate last stand, even if a hundred men per enemy, but they couldn’t attack the Zeppelins or Phantom Beast airforce hovering above!
The adversary flew comfortably at five or six stories high, smugly listing them off one by one.
Every Mulan soldier resented that they weren’t born in Dile; had they possessed the archery skills of the Dile people, they wouldn’t have been this miserable today!
To ensure the Mulanese remember this lesson well, Liu Zhenhuan spared no expense, generously doling out Silk Golden Elixirs to fuel the slaughter!
This pursuit journey also served as a heaven-sent opportunity for actual combat training. The Arrow Gang archers, who had just undergone transformations, significantly improved in technical applications after this real-world exercise—using Arrow Gang is completely different from ordinary bowstring control techniques, and even the divine archer Zhe Qin couldn’t attain the precision of Tang Zang’s divine archery instructor who could shoot as soon as they drew their bow.
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