In battle, going all out is a grave mistake.
The higher the output of strength, the shorter the duration, ultimately leaving insufficient power to deal with unforeseen circumstances and costing one's life.
And on the battlefield, almost everything is an unforeseen circumstance!
Going all out only happens in two situations: either an overwhelming advantage, where the urgency to harvest heads for military merit arises.
Or, it's the absolute novice.
But at this moment, the Northern Allied Army was like a pack of rabid dogs, biting at anyone they saw! Like a horde of mindless zombies.
Of course, these zombies were wielding sabers!
A saber captain roared, "Damn it, do they really think we're pushovers? Everyone, no more retreating a single step!"
"All saber captains, show your strength! If you continue to be timid, don't blame me for reporting to the Flying General and accusing you of dereliction of duty!"
Punishment?
The saber captains instantly recalled how severe the Flying Hawk Army's military laws were, and with a furious roar, they managed to halt the decline.
In the sky.
Hurricane's mocking voice echoed across the battlefield, "What's the fun in bullying ordinary soldiers? Come play with me instead!"
"Wind Control Technique: Oppression!"
Even a human-skinned doll would struggle to break through such a high-level restriction skill. The immense pressure was fatal to ordinary soldiers!
As Hurricane made a gesture…
*Bang!*
Dozens of enemy soldiers in front of him self-detonated on the spot!
Flesh and blood were ground into mud, splattering over an area of dozens of square meters. The pungent smell of gore assailed the nostrils, and shattered bones even pierced nearby soldiers.
Such a bloody scene greatly deterred the mutated strains of the Cloud Kingdom. The soldiers showed rare expressions of fear!
Then, Hurricane let out another cruel smile and made the same gesture.
*Boom!!*
This skill seemed to have no cost. Each strike could cover thousands of square meters, dozens of people!
"All saber captains, decapitate them!"
The killing efficiency was too terrifying. If Hurricane were allowed to continue, the Flying Hawk Army would collapse in no time!
More than a dozen saber captains descended!
The Northern Allied Army shouted, "Protect Lord Hurricane!"
"No need! I'll kill them myself!"
Hurricane's eyes flickered with bloodthirsty light, and he said ferociously, "How long has it been since I felt so exhilarated? I want to see what my limits are now!"
Since being improved by Zhang Wei, Hurricane hadn't had a good fight yet!
"Wind Style: Dimensional Slash!"
"Combined Skill: Dark Clouds into Rain!"
Gusts of wind swept across the battlefield!
Ordinary soldiers hastily retreated, fearing they would be caught in the aftermath!
…
Flying Hawk Army Camp
Makabaka leisurely sipped his tea. Half of the hourglass on the table had already emptied.
"An hour has passed. Units One, Two, and Three, a total of 2,700 men, and they still haven't taken Yu City?"
"Trash!"
The Flying Hawk Army had a total of eight units. Makabaka had left five elite units to counter the subsequent escort forces, but clearly…
He had underestimated them!
A messenger rushed in, covered in blood!
"Reporting to the Flying General, the front line is at a stalemate. Please send reinforcements quickly!"
"What? A stalemate?"
The messenger said, "The intelligence was wrong. The allied forces in Yu City are at least six thousand strong, and they are exceptionally elite with extremely high morale!"
"Nonsense!"
If Yu City possessed such strength, why would they have allowed the Wolf Valley volunteers to act alone?
If they were to provide reinforcements from the outside, the ambush back then would not have completely annihilated the Wolf Valley volunteers…
What… what exactly is going on!
"Flying General, hurry and provide aid. Units One, Two, and Three are now completely entangled with the enemy and cannot withdraw. If you delay any longer, they will be completely devoured!"
"Damn it!"
"Send the order: the entire army will abandon the camp, travel light and simple, and completely destroy Yu City!"
The entire army was mobilized!
There was no time to pack their belongings now!
Makabaka gnashed his teeth.
What had happened in Yu City?
Five units, three thousand five hundred men.
Under the Flying General's command, they were assembled in just over ten minutes and rushed to the battlefield at the fastest speed!
And on the battlefield at this moment, fewer and fewer Flying Hawk soldiers were able to stand…
…
Allied Rear Lines.
Hundreds, even thousands, of injured soldiers were being carried back.
This was the advantage of a defensive battle. Receiving the wounded was easy, and the retreating Flying Hawk soldiers were too weak to stop them; they could barely protect themselves now!
Over two hundred cooks were working tirelessly, producing batch after batch of "Warrior's Blood."
The lightly wounded and those who had rotated out to rest sat at tables, eating heartily, showing no sense of urgency in combat, even having the leisure to joke with each other.
Qiu En was swamped with work, responsible for bandaging, surgery, and replenishing the severely wounded.
Zhang Wei waved his hand, and fifty tons of "failed cuisine" were brought out.
"All severely wounded soldiers get a share. Replenish your strength well and eat your fill."
Aromatic scents wafted out.
The lightly wounded soldiers' eyes showed envy, wishing they were the ones missing limbs.
Zhang Wei continued, "Those with military merits should be rewarded. These dishes can also be exchanged for enemy heads!"
"You… you're serious?"
"Of course. Five heads can be exchanged for a portion. You don't have time to eat now, and you can even store it. My food is quite plentiful!"
Zhang Wei's dishes were prepared for himself.
And Zhang Wei's appetite had always been extraordinarily large. He could eat five to six portions of hundreds of kilograms of food in one sitting. Therefore, even the failed dishes were of terrifying quantity!
And this quantity was enough for several ordinary soldiers to advance!
Lang Tu's eyes widened, "There's such a good thing? You should have said so earlier!"
"What does it matter?"
"If I had known this, I would have charged to the front line and chopped people!"
Lang Tu regretted, "No, I can't stand it anymore. Brothers, what are you waiting for? Follow me!"
The lightly wounded soldiers who were enjoying "Warrior's Blood" could no longer hold back. They swallowed the food in two or three bites instead of savoring it slowly.
It was unclear if they had chewed it properly.
The soldiers who had rotated off duty instantly felt no more fatigue. They grabbed their sabers and roared as they ran towards the battlefield.
A soldier was being bandaged. Upon hearing the news, he was about to rush out of the medical tent when a young nurse stopped him.
"Your body is very weak now, you can't go to the battlefield. Stay here and get an IV drip!"
The soldier roared, "Stay here? Damn it, cutting off my income is like killing my parents! Do you want to be my father-killer?"
"Uh, this…"
"Thank you, white-clad angel, for your treatment. When I make a fortune, I'll come back and marry you!"
Saying that, the soldier pushed past the nurse and, imitating the voices of his comrades, ran off with a roar…
…
Makabaka arrived at the battlefield!
A saber captain knelt on the ground, covered in blood.
With a face full of tears and blood, he said, "Flying General, the enemy is too ferocious. Our brothers fought with all their might but couldn't hold them back. They… they are simply not human. The intelligence was wrong. I've never seen such fighting tactics."
"Trash!"
"Inciting unrest among the troops, take him away."
Makabaka was furious.
If it weren't for his strength as a saber captain and his countless merits, he would have had him executed long ago.
"Ferocious?"
"In terms of ferocity, whose blood is thicker than that of my Flying Hawk Army?"
"Obey my military order, kill!"
All five units were deployed!
But in the distance, the battlefield was shrouded in thick smoke. Makabaka saw a scene he would never forget in his life…