Two deafening explosions echoed, and two mushroom clouds rose into the sky.
The detonation of two No. 4 missiles obliterated everything within a radius of ten kilometers. The intense flames even scorched the rocks, and violent thunderous elements continuously roamed the surroundings.
At the epicenter of the explosions, two craters, thirty meters deep, appeared before the onlookers. The sand and soil within the pits had been melted into lava by the extreme heat, constantly flowing outwards.
Jackalmen within approximately one kilometer of the epicenter were directly vaporized by the high temperature. From the center of the explosion, various violent elements, carrying immense destructive power, spread outwards in waves. Within the entire ten-kilometer range, countless jackalmen lay in shattered pieces, directly reducing the jackalmen population by a tenth, with many more injured.
Erisnu and Yenogu stared blankly at the scene before them.
"What is this? Did the humans launch this attack?"
Erisnu's eyes darted as he ascended into the air, his kingly aura intimidating the entire area. Seeing the jackalmen gradually calming down, Erisnu shouted loudly:
"My warriors, this is a powerful but extremely precious weapon of the humans. It seems our enemies are of very high status. To prevent another human assault, we must launch our attack as soon as possible."
Yenogu, seeing his old comrade's performance, quickly chimed in: "Destroy the humans, avenge our fallen warriors! Charge!"
Jackalmen were inherently not a race with high intelligence. The existence of these two kings was already a miracle. The jackalmen below, upon hearing the words of their kings, immediately had their eyes turn blood red, shouting: "Revenge! Revenge! Kill all humans!" Then, they swung their massive feet and, led by their respective tribal chiefs, charged towards the human fortress.
Erisnu said to Yenogu: "The human attack just now directly killed nearly three million of our warriors and injured many more. This means we have six million fewer warriors for our offensive."
Yenogu nodded and replied: "Indeed. What exactly is this thing with such immense power? If a few more came, they would completely decimate our warriors."
On the other side, Li Feng, the commander of the Wind God Wyvern Knights, arrived above the Erisnu clan's territory. Li Feng was already a quasi-king level human expert, and with a Wind God Wyvern of similar caliber, they concealed their presence within the high-altitude clouds. Erisnu and Yenogu had taken most of the elite warriors from both tribes with them, leaving only two quasi-king level jackalmen to guard each clan. With the superior strength of Li Feng and the Wind God Wyvern, these two quasi-king level jackalmen remained undetected.
Li Feng said to the Wind God Wyvern: "Old friend, it seems this jackalman king has some brains. This city is built quite sturdily. If not for Young Master's artillery and missiles, it would have cost us many brothers to attack with just our infantry."
The Wind God Wyvern nodded its massive head in agreement: "What is Lin kid thinking? He's much smarter than Old Marshal."
The Wind God Wyvern Knights were originally funded by Lin Zhan's grandfather, Grand Marshal Lin Tian, who had sold everything and used every trick in the book to gather the military expenses to establish them. They had always existed as humanity's trump card and secret force. The commander and two deputy commanders were all quasi-king experts, and ten captains were lord-level experts. The remaining members were, on average, Platinum grade, with squad leaders being Diamond grade experts. If Lin Tian hadn't died in battle, the loans taken out to establish the Wind God Wyvern Knights would have kept Grand Marshal Lin Tian in debt until now. Later, when Lin Zhan took over military affairs, he directly transferred the Wind God Wyvern Knights to his personal guard. The wealthy Young Master Lin, with his vast resources, equipped the entire unit, both riders and wyverns, with new gear from head to tail, and even equipped each Wind God Wyvern with the first generation of rune armor. He then allocated ten million lord-level resources as military expenses and training funds for the Wind God Wyvern Knights. The reorganized Wind God Wyvern Knights, consisting of ten thousand men, felt their spirits soar since following such a wealthy patron. They were eager to fight and felt ashamed to ask for their pay if they didn't achieve a few victories.
Li Feng took out a large bow and nocked an arrow with a red light flashing at its tail. Seizing the moment when no jackalmen were paying attention, he shot the arrow downwards into the center of the city.
"Let's go, old friend. The mission is complete, and it's time for us to withdraw. Gather the lads, see if Young Master has any more work for us. All this eating without working is making me feel embarrassed to collect my salary."
The Wind God Wyvern burped and said: "I must say, Lin kid is quite generous. The food we get nowadays is several tiers better than before. I've even gained weight these past few months."
At the same moment Li Feng shot the arrow into the city, a military strategist quickly approached Jiang Zheng.
"Report, Commander, the coordinates of the Erisnu clan have been transmitted. They are 7550 kilometers from our position. The Wind God Wyvern Knights have completed their mission. Requesting permission to return to base."
Jiang Zheng looked at the map handed to him by the strategist and directly used a pencil to mark a spot 3000 kilometers from the fortress.
"Transmit orders to have the Wind God Wyvern Knights assemble at the marked point. All jackalmen tribes encountered along the route by the Knights are to be annihilated."
Then, Jiang Zheng turned to Huo Qubing and said: "Ancestor Qu Bing, please prepare to launch the No. 5 missile here." He then handed Huo Qubing a large storage equipment.
Huo Qubing nodded and said: "Rest assured, I will complete the mission." After taking the five launch operators into the King's space, he soared into the sky.
"Report, Commander, the jackalmen army is less than 30 kilometers from our position. They are expected to encounter us in 20 minutes."
Jiang Zheng looked at Liu Che and said: "Ancestor, deploy your kingly aura and prepare for battle."
Liu Che and the others laughed heartily: "Let's go, let's go out and meet these mongrels and see how that contraption Lin Zhan's little brat has researched actually works."
Liu Xiu also said with a sly grin: "It's a shame these jackalmen aren't true mongrels, otherwise this ancestor would have a delicious stew and some fine wine. How wonderful that would be."
Wei Qing, standing nearby,'s eyes lit up: "Xiu, I know you have good wine. How about giving this old ancestor some? Huo Qubing drank up my entire month's share."
Huo Qubing, who was flying rapidly, sneezed twice and rubbed his nose, muttering: "Which bastard is bad-mouthing me behind my back? It's probably those two shameless old guys."