Chapter 12 Defeat
Looking at the barbarian warriors charging towards him, Ye Zhan was stunned at first, then he couldn't help but smile:
"As expected of the dominant force in the Black Soil Plains, they are so courageous that they dare to lead the charge without even knowing the number of our troops. I don't know whether to say they are confident or arrogant!"

"If you win, that means you are confident; if you lose, that means you are arrogant. There is a saying of the patriarch that I like very much: only the winner is qualified to explain everything." The sturdy man beside him had burning eyes, looking at the barbarian warriors rushing towards him rapidly, and he felt his blood boiling.

"well said."

Ye Zhan nodded slightly, then he squeezed his horse's belly and raised his spear slightly:

"Heavy cavalry, follow me and charge!"

"kill!!!"

The three thousand people in front roared, rushed out on horseback, and followed Ye Zhan.

Although there were only 3,000 people, they were like an army of 100,000. They were so powerful and majestic that they pressed towards the enemy like a black wave.

The two brave cavalry units soon met.

"There seems to be something wrong with this cavalry..."

After the two armies approached, the young man in the front looked at the black armor on the cavalry on the opposite side, felt the terrifying momentum, and his heart suddenly jumped, feeling something was wrong.

However, at this moment, the distance between the two sides was only a few hundred steps. For the cavalry, this distance was just a blink of an eye, and any action would be unnecessary.

"die!!!"

As Ye Zhan roared, he thrust his spear forward. The vast energy and blood in his body instantly burst out and was transferred to the spear, and then turned into a blood dragon and flew out.

The fourth-level barbarian warrior standing in front didn't even have time to react before his upper body was swallowed by the blood-colored dragon.

"Agura!"

Seeing their top expert being killed easily, the barbarian warriors were shocked, their eyes filled with fear.

But their fears were just beginning.

Among the same level, only heavy cavalry can fight against heavy cavalry.

The heavy cavalry that Su Xingyu spent a lot of effort to build is undoubtedly the best in the Ye tribe in terms of strength.

They raised their spears before colliding with the enemy.

Bang bang bang!
Without any surprise, it was like a bulldozer rushing into a wheat field. All the cavalrymen who stood in the way of the heavy cavalry were either stabbed to death or knocked to the ground and then trampled into bloody mud by the horses' hooves.

The brave barbarian warriors were worthy of the title of Black Soil Overlords. They were not frightened by this scene. Even when death was approaching, they swung their swords forward at the last moment of their lives, wanting to take the enemy with them.

However, what made them despair was that the invincible long sword only produced a flash of sparks when it slashed at the enemies, and did not even break their defenses.

"How is this possible!!! How could the Red River Alliance have such powerful cavalry? I don't believe it..." The young man was shocked and frightened as he saw the barbarian warriors around him falling one by one.

"Heavy cavalry, this is heavy cavalry. How could such a monstrous type of troops appear in the deserted land? Where did they get so much iron?" The middle-aged man beside him was pale and looked desperate.

"Sacrifice the enemy's head to the king!!!"

He threw away his spear, picked up the long sword on horseback, and fought crazily in the army with an invincible attitude at night.

Every time he swung his sword, several enemies fell.

After the outburst that killed the only fourth-level warrior on the barbarian side, the enemy was no longer able to stand a chance against them in a night battle.

At the beginning of the war, the balance of victory tilted directly towards the Night Tribe, and there was no possibility of a comeback, and the battlefield entered garbage time.

There was no way. Ye Zhan led the strongest elite army of the Ye tribe. They were the best in terms of strength, equipment, and fighting will.

With the advantage of the first move, it is not surprising to directly defeat the barbarian cavalry. After leading the heavy cavalry to defeat the barbarian cavalry in the night battle, the cavalry behind him followed closely and joined the war.

An hour later, this war without any suspense was declared over.

More than 2,000 enemies were killed and nearly 6,000 were captured, while our side suffered less than 100 casualties. There is no doubt that this was a glorious victory.

The moment the war ended, the sky suddenly darkened, dark clouds covered the sun, and a huge, impossible-to-look-at-directly divine shadow emerged, then turned into thousands of raindrops that fell and merged into the bodies of all the Night Tribe warriors.

The wounds of the injured soldiers healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Nearly a thousand people achieved a breakthrough on the spot and entered a new realm. Although the remaining soldiers did not achieve a breakthrough, they also felt that their own cultivation progress had taken a big step forward.

Although these made the warriors of the Night Tribe very excited, what made them even happier were the two words that emerged in their minds as the rain and dew melted into their bodies:

"Not bad!"

The divine voice was ethereal and without any emotion.

Having said that, the soldiers present were extremely excited and they wanted to rush to the barbarian tribe immediately and sacrifice all the barbarians to the gods.

"My Lord is eternal!!!"

"My Lord is eternal!!!"

"My Lord is eternal!!!"

Looking at the fanatical, madman-like Night Tribe warriors, the captured barbarians felt genuine fear and swallowed subconsciously.

The reaction of the thin middle-aged man was particularly exaggerated. He looked at the bright world again with disbelief in his eyes:

“Gods? How could there be gods in this desolate place? What on earth is going on???”

Suppressing his excitement, Ye Zhan instructed his adjutant: "Take all these captives back to the Black Earth Stronghold. The chief should be here soon. Don't let your guard down. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be our turn to attack the barbarian tribe next."

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The soldiers were in high spirits.

I had some concerns in my heart. After all, the barbarians had dominated the Black Soil Plains for a long time and had accumulated considerable power.

After a battle
So this is the strength of the barbarian tribe that dominates the Black Soil Plains?
That’s all. Watch me conquer the barbarian tribe and offer it to my God!

"grumble--"

With a sharp roar coming from afar, a gust of wind blew, and then an extremely majestic giant eagle slowly landed on the ground, with blood still stuck on its two sharp claws and feathers.

The barbarian warriors' eyes grew even dimmer upon seeing this. They had originally hoped that the tribe would send troops to rescue them after knowing of their failure, but now it seemed that they could no longer count on that.

"Ye Shiliu, go find the general among the barbarian captives. The tribe leader may need him later." Ye Zhan instructed the man beside him.

“Why not just lock him up?” Ye Shiliu asked doubtfully.

"Get the intelligence first and then close it. Although we have already explored the situation of the barbarian tribe, we only have a brief understanding of it. We haven't figured out the details yet. It is not a good idea to attack rashly." Ye Zhan glanced at him and explained patiently.

"Okay, leave it to me." Ye Shiliu nodded, not quite understanding.

"Go."

Ye Zhan sighed lightly and waved his hand. He suddenly understood the feelings of the elders when they spoke to him.

(End of this chapter)