The Silver Moon Spear thrust repeatedly in the air, its tip exploding with silver light. The orc war lord was caught off guard and his attack rhythm slowed down considerably.

With the enhancement of their golden weapons, the two were still at a disadvantage against the level 40 orc war lord, but they were no longer completely helpless.

Parry, dodge, counterattack—the rhythm became increasingly steady. Although the health bar was slowly decreasing, it was far from dangerous.

The battle lasted for nearly twenty minutes before several city lords from the Eastern Xiong Kingdom flew in from the eastern battlefield to relieve them.

The middle-aged, burly man at the head of the group shouted to Jiang Zhaoyue, "Lord Jiang, leave this to us!"

Jiang Zhaoyue nodded, forced the orc in front of her back with a single spear thrust, and pulled back, saying, "Thank you!"

Jiang Yelan and Jiang Zhaoyue each switched to a level 39 orc powerhouse to continue their fight, and this time they had the upper hand.

Jiang Yelan's blade sliced ​​open a gash in the ribs of the next orc swordsman, black blood splattering on the edge of the shadows before being quickly swallowed up.

Jiang Zhaoyue tapped the tip of her spear repeatedly, forcing the orc swordsman to retreat again and again, while slowly restoring the health bar she had just lost.

The two worked together seamlessly, one holding the enemy at the front while the other reaped the kills from the flank.

The level 39 orc swordsman couldn't hold out against them for more than ten minutes before being forced to retreat.

Twenty minutes later, both sides had exhausted most of their energy.

The orc high command was the first to retreat, their dark green figures disappearing into afterimages as they retreated to the rear of the army.

The human warriors did not pursue, but retreated back to the sky above the city wall. After landing, they leaned on their weapons and panted. Healers moved among the crowd, and the light of healing spells rose and fell.

Jiang Zhaoyue landed on the city wall, her silver spear beside her. She took a few deep breaths before looking up at the distant orc army formation.

Jiang Yelan silently emerged from the shadows behind her, his blade still stained with undried black blood.

She followed Jiang Zhaoyue's gaze into the distance, where the orc army was slowly retreating, raising dust that obscured half the sky.

A powerful figure from the Russian nation passed by and muttered, "It's much easier to fight now than before. Those two girls managed to hold off the orc war lord for twenty minutes."

Another voice chimed in, "One with a silver spear and the other with a golden knife, each blocking their own way, they managed to keep those two big guys from getting in even half a step."

Jiang Zhaoyue didn't turn around, but narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the orc line that was regrouping in the distance.

...

Time flies, and before we knew it, the day the Eye of Probability refreshed arrived.

At 4:57 PM, outside the southern section of the Hangu Pass city wall, in front of the gate of the mammoth war elephant camp, a group of people were filing in.

Lin Feng walked at the front, followed by Meng Yi, Zhao Hu, Tie Dun, Su Yurou, Feng Qingyan, Wang Wu, Jian Yan, and others.

"Is this the mammoth war elephant camp?" Tie Dun looked around as soon as he entered. "My goodness, this place is huge!"

Feng Qingyan looked around with her beautiful eyes, her tone full of anticipation: "Where's the war elephant? Where's the war elephant? Weren't you supposed to come out today? Where is it?"

She tiptoed towards the elephant stable, almost tripping over a stone on the ground, but Su Yurou caught her.

Meng Yi followed beside Lin Feng, his gaze sweeping over the layout of the training ground, seemingly already planning how the war elephants would be arranged for training after leaving the camp.

Lin Feng walked in front, glanced at the time, and smiled slightly: "Almost there, it'll be time soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, seven golden lights simultaneously reached their brightest point in the seven elephant stables on the east side of the training ground.

Then it slowly recedes from the top, like the receding tide, gradually revealing the true face beneath.

The first thing to be revealed was its eight-meter-long tusk, which gleamed with a cold, metallic light.

Then there's the sixteen-meter-long elephant trunk, thick and flexible, swaying slightly in the air.

Next was the forehead covered by a purple scalp mask, the edges of which were engraved with fine runes that gleamed with a cold, eerie light.

The golden light continued to fade, revealing the heavy body of the main battle elephant armor. Layers of deep purple armor plates covered the shoulders, chest, and back, each plate was polished smooth and riveted with copper studs along the edges.

It carries a wooden arrow tower on its back. The tower is not tall, about five meters, just enough to accommodate three archers. There are low walls and railings around the arrow tower.

The leg armor extends from the knees to the ankles, also in purple, covering the most vulnerable part of the elephant's legs.

The mammoth war elephant was nearly 21 meters long, 7 meters wide at the shoulder, and 15 meters tall.

As the last ray of golden light faded from their ankles, the seven giant beasts were fully revealed before everyone, and the rammed earth ground of the training ground sank slightly.

Lin Feng could sense a strange connection; the consciousness of the seven mammoth war elephants was drawing closer to him. It wasn't through language, but through something more primal, like a resonance.

They can understand what he says.

He beckoned to the elephant stables, his voice not loud, but carrying a natural sense of command: "Come."

Seven mammoth war elephants stepped forward simultaneously, their hooves pounding the rammed earth, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

They emerged from the elephant stable, their massive forms casting a moving shadow across the training ground. Then they walked up to Lin Feng, lowered their heads, and gently nuzzled him with their warm trunks.

Tie Dun, standing to the side, was utterly dumbfounded. After a long while, he finally managed to stammer, "My... my goodness... this is huge..."

Feng Qingyan took two steps closer: "Are they greeting the lord?! They're so cute!"

Wang Wu didn't speak, but his gaze remained fixed on the arrow tower on the elephant's back.

Arrow Eye had reached the foot of an arrow tower and looked up to examine its structure.

Lin Feng patted the elephant's trunk and turned to the group: "From now on, they will obey the commands of the friendly forces on the arrow tower. Who wants to go up and try first?"

Wang Wu and Jian Yan exchanged a glance and moved at the same time.

Wang Wu leaped and landed steadily on the back of a mammoth war elephant, with the arrow eye following closely behind. His movements were as light as a leaf as he landed in the arrow tower of another war elephant.

Wang Wu's voice came down from above, filled with barely suppressed excitement: "The view from the arrow tower is just as expansive as that from the city wall!"

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