Volume 2 The Great World Chapter Ninety-Eight, Battle Mirror Lake
A black shadow appeared in the room, and Hu Er subconsciously took out the double thorns and attacked the other party.
"Hey! Don't do it, it's me! The black shadow let out a female scream, and the voice seemed to be very familiar, and Hu Er turned his palm and confronted it. The strong internal force came along the arm, flying Hu Erzhen out, which shows that the black shadow's skills are extraordinary.
Take off the black robe, and embroider three flying cranes on the white gauze skirt. "Spirit fairy, please sit down, why are you dressed like this and sneaking in?" Ma Yang said with a smile.
The girl's house in broad daylight is disguised like this, there must be something unspeakable.
The girl sat opposite Ma Yang's wooden table, looking at each other with her hands on her cheeks, and Ma Yang was a little uncomfortable without saying a word. He took the teapot in his hand, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her.
Seeing the helpless appearance, the spirit fairy smiled shallowly, it was really beautiful, and the feeling of flowers blooming in the heart.
"Spirit girl, hey, you won't just come here in a daze, will you?" Ma Yang saw that the other party's eyes were gradually distracted, and stretched out his hand to shake it in front of her eyes.
Only then did the girl react, and took a sip of the teacup: "My name is He Ling'er, not surnamed Ling, I came here to ask you, can you help...... Crane Clan? ”
"What happened to the Crane Clan? Didn't you get okay before? Ma Yang asked.
"The front line is about to fight, our Crane Clan is arranged at the front line, my father leads the war department, which is said to be the most dangerous place, these two war departments concentrate all the elites in the clan, if they fight in that place, they will inevitably be wiped out." He Ling'er's father, as a law enforcement elder, naturally bore the brunt.
"What do you want to do in Tianqingmen? Has your clan done anything to offend people? "From the map on the table, the battlefield of the Crane Clan is arranged in a vast plain on the edge of the wilderness, and there is no shelter around it, which is very unsuitable for flying races.
Moreover, the Nightmare Clan will also use the water surface there to expand the dream space, which has been confirmed by Shion.
Now that he has to fight against his family, Aster should be the most depressed now. But fortunately, with him, the deployment of the Nightmare Clan's war department is well understood.
"A long time ago, Tianqingmen wanted to borrow the holy weapon of our clan, but the patriarch refused, they wanted to use the holy weapon to open up space, which was against the will of the ancestors."
"That's probably because of this matter, after all, if you want to expand quietly, the most basic problem is how to solve the territory, it seems that Tianqingmen is indeed going to reshuffle the orcs, so it's not clear how the homeless people will deal with this." Ma Yang said that Hu Er would hold a meeting, and it was time to dispatch.
Knowing that it was deliberately making things difficult, the Immortal Crane Clan still gathered two war divisions and marched towards the designated position, if they disobeyed, it would be nothing more than falling into the handle. Moreover, the overall strength of the Crane Clan has not yet been weak enough to be cowardly and not fighting.
"It's ironic that the place they went to was Mirror Lake on the edge of the orcs, a famous attraction, and now it's being used for war." Qianjimen's side naturally quietly led the war department to Mirror Lake, and the sword department led by Ma Yang entered the Mirror Lake area in one step earlier and began to build fortifications.
According to the topography and other factors, Ma Yang decided to dig directly from the ground to the bottom of the mirror lake, but fortunately, the strength of the orcs was enough to carry out the construction quickly, and he took the opportunity to practice swordsmanship and make holes like gophers.
He Ling'er followed Ma Yang's war department and came to the mirror lake to settle down, and the underground fortifications were completely built in a few days.
"Future sister-in-law, seeing whether our efficiency is high, these devices were all invented by me, even if I searched all over the orc clan, there would be no such equipment!" According to the portability of the array, Wang Xiaobiao developed a portable building frame, which played an important role in the construction of fortifications.
As long as the mini-building frame in your hand is placed in the correct position, the building that has already been built will appear, and the same principle will be used to compress it into the array, which greatly reduces the construction time of the camp and seizes the opportunity for the war in the future.
According to the information provided by Shion, the Nightmare Clan is responsible for fighting the Yaksha Tribe and the Dream Demon Tribe, and the dominant Nightmare Clan elites like them will basically not appear on the frontal battlefield, and their breeding speed is slow and they can't withstand the attrition of large-scale wars.
It is mainly the Yaksha tribe who have come to Mirror Lake, who are extremely good at charging and fighting, and their strong bodies and innate weapons make them the blades of the Nightmare Clan.
"It seems that those who are holding the banner should be the two war divisions in your clan, right?" From the water mist monitoring screen, I saw the two big characters "crane" and "feather" written on it, the neat armor and the fast-moving formation, which was obviously an elite war department.
"But they have a problem, they are not familiar with the terrain, and they still don't release scouts?" Ma Yang quickly sensed that something was wrong with these two war departments, they had been pampered for too long, and how could they fight due to the long-term absence of the battle formation, if Ma Yang hadn't arrived here first, he would inevitably suffer a big loss.
The scouts of the Yaksha clan have already come to Mirror Lake, but they were cleaned up by Hu Er and the shadows, otherwise they will be seized by the other party in the war, and they will suffer step by step.
"Then I'll go talk to them." He Ling'er was like a blank sheet of paper in terms of command, and was hurriedly shouted by Ma Yang.
"Won't we go out now and tell the Yaksha that we're ambushed here? A sucker. ”
The Yaksha clan entered the Mirror Lake on this trip, and there were five war divisions, and they entered the Mirror Lake side by side, and after setting up the battlefield, they began to shout.
Obviously, the level of the two sides is not on the same level, and even the construction of the camp is a bit chaotic, how can the Crane Clan War Department compete with the opponent who has an absolute advantage in all aspects on the opposite side.
The two war divisions came into contact at noon, and before the sky darkened, the two war divisions, which were full of 200,000 troops, were defeated.
The sound of fighting was endless, and the Yaksha clan waved their hard weapons and interspersed into the battlefield in a small formation, piercing through the crane army like spears. In addition to the numerical superiority, the experienced command and proper cooperation were vividly displayed.
"You, please hurry up, father, they can't hold it anymore!" He Ling'er looked at the battle situation, and she was so anxious that she almost shed tears, but Ma Yang was still unmoved.
Just as the Yaksha clan rushed across the Mirror Lake and was about to land on the opposite bank, the originally scattered formation suddenly changed, "Crane Wing Formation!" Ma Yang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked the soldiers around him to make a record, what he was waiting for was this moment, the Crane Wing Array was the specialty of the Crane Clan's War Department, and only the tribe with wings on its back could use it.
It just so happened that Ma Yang had formed such a war department, and what was missing was this kind of formation. When the crane army on the shore flew into the air and switched formations to use the spears in their hands as the wings of the large array, the momentum of the Yaksha tribe plummeted and they were stopped in the mirror lake.
Although the Yaksha clan suffered a little from fighting in the lake, after sensing the change in the other party, the water surface of the mirror lake soon rippled, and nearly twice as many Yaksha came out of it!
"Is this the illusion that the Nightmare Clan used to use the water of the lake? It looks really realistic! If Ma Yang hadn't known this method before, seeing the current situation, the sense of despair in his heart would have been magnified exponentially.
Sure enough, even if the crane wing formation was used, the mentality was directly defeated by this sudden illusion, and loopholes began to appear in the formation, and more and more Yaksha broke through the defense line and rushed to the shore.
"These illusions aren't hard to spot, are they? Why didn't they notice it, father? He Ling'er was very puzzled, thinking that the Jindan stage of cultivation should be the first to notice in the face of this not very advanced illusion in front of her, but the Jindan stage powerhouses guarding the core formation at the moment didn't seem to have found it.
At the same time, in the face of enemies several times their size, all kinds of spells at the bottom of the box are used recklessly, fierce flames and strong winds rag in the air, and even the calm lake surface is ignited, and the natural elements condensed by this spell will not be quelled by ordinary currents.
The spells on the Yaksha clan's side are very simple, and where the red light spreads, it is similar to the madness that strengthens their bodies and wills, so that the Yakshas, who are not afraid of life and death, can reduce the pain and rush to the formation more quickly.
"Winged Storm!" From the depths of the battlefield, a hysterical cry was heard, and a powerful tornado appeared on land out of thin air, rolling countless yaksha into the air, mixed with many black and white feathers, like blades harvesting the lives involved in them.
This is a trick used by the generals of the Feather Character Department, and the price is the vitality of the Jindan period around them, and only the feathers of their body can play such a lethal role.
However, the good times were short-lived, and from the depths of the Yakshas, a giant crimson trident crossed the entire surface of the lake, and quickly fell into the storm, and the storm exploded with a bang. I can see all the strong men of the Crane Clan in the Jindan period, killed and injured by this trident, vomiting blood and flying upside down, and the broken armor is everywhere.
Without waiting for a breath, several identical tridents flew into the formation with the smell of blood, completely tearing apart the crane wing array.
On the edge of the array flag, there was a middle-aged clansman with blood on his face, waving the weapon in his hand and fighting hard, and he was fighting against more than a dozen gray-skinned high-level Yakshas. The armor on his body has been shattered, and he only relies on advanced cultivation and mysterious spells to maneuver between more than a dozen powerful enemies.
The protective shield shattered almost every time it was attacked, which was clearly a sign of a lack of spells. Even the shield could not be fully maintained, and he used the dust in his hand to control several blades of light, and his left hand sometimes turned into a palm and sometimes into a fist, and when it hit Yaksha's body, it would leave a white mark.
His face was extremely pale, he didn't expect the two warclubs to be so fragile, the commander's wings were broken, although this strange trident had been heard of for a long time, but when it really fought, he didn't expect it to be so powerful.
The power in the dantian had long since dried up, and he didn't even have time to eat the pill that replenished his mana, and the enemy besieging him obviously wanted to capture him alive after his mana was exhausted.
"That man is your father, isn't he?" Ma Yang noticed Crane Ling'er who was clutching her cloak tightly beside her, and her hands were trembling when she saw the middle-aged man who was cornered on the battlefield.
For the first time since she was born with the aura of genius, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
"Sword Department, kill the enemy with me!" 300,000 sword divisions, rushing out of the water, like a silverfish hitting the sky!