Sword Slash Nine Heavens unleashed, the remaining over 60 Troll Kings were instantly annihilated, not a single one left.
On the Human race's camp side, as soon as the Troll Kings blasted open the camp gates, volleys of God-Slaying crossbow bolts rained down.
The Troll Kings, who had finally managed to blast open the gates, were taken down by over 200 of them before they could even react.
Immediately after, five enraged roars echoed, and the five of Lu Bu directly charged into the Troll Kings' ranks with their ultimate skills, unleashing a slaughter.
Lin Wufa and Lin Xiang, about to lead their men to attack, witnessed the brutal carnage wrought by the five, and couldn't help but swallow.
"Too savage, Father, how can these five old fellows be so fierce?" Lin Xiang said to Lin Wufa beside him with a look of bewilderment.
Lin Wufa, utterly demoralized, spoke absentmindedly:
"You still have the nerve to talk about them, your ancestors. Take a good look at your godson, he's not killing any less. I really don't understand, how can such a seemingly refined young man be so formidable..."
Before Lin Wufa could finish, the Kings of the Great Shang Ancestral Court Guard, who had been firing the God-Slaying crossbows, also charged forward with their great sabers.
Damn it, fighting the heavily armored guards of the Demon race was difficult, but cutting down these ugly Troll Kings was like slicing through vegetables.
Looking at the anxious expressions of the Ancestral Court Guard Kings, they were clearly afraid of being too slow and letting these Troll Kings escape again.
Ye Fan's eyes gleamed as he looked at the countless Troll warriors in the forest and chuckled.
He rapidly formed sword seals with his hands, and the nine treasured swords began to hum, then they started to dance according to a specific pattern:
"Sun, Moon, Stars, Sword movements across the heavens, Twenty-eight Constellations shine within. Sword departs, Nameless Reincarnation appears, Spirit returns, Fixed Nirvana. Heaven and Earth Silence, Sword Breaks Samsara."
As Ye Fan unleashed his ultimate skill, the sky within a hundred-mile radius darkened, and countless sword energies slowly emerged from the void.
They even carved out tiny spatial rifts in the Great Emperor-enhanced space of the Myriad Races Battlefield.
Gradually, the sword energies grew in number, eventually transforming into a storm that flattened the forest for the next ten miles.
All the Troll warriors, along with the forest trees, turned into powder and scattered around.
Silence descended upon the scene. Not only did the battlefield fall quiet, but even the command center, which had been observing the battle through reconnaissance eyes, became utterly silent.
Lin Zhan stared intently at the large screen, swallowed, and said, "When did my uncle become so fierce? I had no idea."
On the screen, Ye Fan, looking at the scene, panted heavily and said, "Damn, I overdid it a bit. Feels like my body's been hollowed out."
He then fainted.
Seeing Ye Fan collapse, Lin Zhan immediately took out a crystal and shouted to the Great Shang Ancestral Court Guard: "What are you still fighting for? Hurry and protect my uncle!"
Lu Bu and Dian Wei, who were in the midst of their killing spree, teleported over the moment Ye Fan fainted and tightly shielded him.
Lin Wufa also took out his walkie-talkie and shouted loudly: "All troops advance, don't let any Trolls escape, leave no one alive."
In the command center, Lin Zhan directly said to Tie Ha'er beside him:
"Ha'er, immediately take the brothers to bring my uncle back. This t-"
"Alas, these millions of the Evil Fang tribe died as if playing house. Aside from demonstrating that our Human race now has another mighty figure, they served no other purpose."
The 300,000 elite White Tiger warriors ambushing in the rear never showed themselves, and they returned just as they came. Su Dan Novel Network.
Ouyang Zhongyong and Ouyang Zhongyi immediately began to take stock of the troops and treat the wounded.
In the end, including the reinforcements from the Wolf Cavalry, the Human race suffered less than 30,000 casualties, completely annihilating the approximately 4 million strong Evil Fang tribe.
They also incidentally caused the deaths of over a thousand Troll Kings from the Evil Fang tribe. Lin Wufa, with a bewildered expression, looked at the casualty report and said:
"Since the day I went to war, I've never fought such a prosperous battle. I never expected that after recognizing a godson, we would directly engage two elite legions of the Troll race. This situation... why am I happier than when I had my own son?"
Lin Xiang, standing beside him, gave his father a resentful look and said, "Father, Fan'er is my godson!"
"Get lost! What do you mean 'your godson'? You were born to me, and now you're here trying to divide things between us?" Lin Wufa glared at Lin Xiang, speaking rudely.
After all, with his grandson now accomplished, his son was no longer as important.
As the old man was happily celebrating, he received a message from Jiang.
"Second Great Grandfather, the Central Army has engaged in a fight. Hurry and bring the Fifth Army to our defensive line to prevent a Troll counterattack."
"Have Patriarch Tie Muzhen take all the Wolf Cavalry to reinforce the Central Army."
At the same time, the five of Lu Bu also received a message from Lin Zhan, instructing them to take 300 Kings from the Great Shang Guard to reinforce the Central Army.
Their expressions immediately turned serious. They knew that the Fifth Army here was just a skirmish, and the real battle was happening in the Central Army.
Lu Bu and Tie Muzhen, each leading their men, rushed towards the Central Army for support.
Lin Wufa and Lin Xiang also hastily led the Fifth Army towards Jiang Zheng's designated position.
Meanwhile, Lin Hai, Lin Shan, and Jiang Zheng, who had arrived at the designated position earlier, had already cleared the forests between the Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth Armies, and constructed wooden bridges across the large rivers.
When Lin Wufa arrived with the Fifth Army, the three armies converged, nearly 3 million elite main combat troops, and immediately began constructing defenses to prevent the Trolls from reinforcing the Central Army from this direction.
At this time, the First, Second, and Third Armies had also reached a point 10 kilometers away from the Troll Forest's barrier.
Ying Xuan and the three main combat legions had also merged, preparing to launch an assault on the barrier.