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However, a battle between combatants of the ninth rank wasnât decided by numbers. Last time, two combatants of the ninth rank from the herculean bull tribe had fought against two combatants of the fighting bull tribe and the human tribe. In the end, one of them had died while the other had been injured. He didnât know what would happen this time.
Generally speaking, if a level 9 powerhouse didnât want to fight to the death, he could retreat with injuries even if he was surrounded by two level 9 powerhouses. However, if he was surrounded by three level 9 powerhouses, he could only wait for death.
It was for this reason that the Mastiff clan had sent two combatants of the ninth rank to help the herculean bull clan. They wanted to ensure that the combatant of the ninth rank from the bullfighting clan would not even have the chance to escape.
However, they didnât expect that the 9th rank expert who had helped the bullfighting tribe would run away again. This was definitely a variable for the herculean bull tribe. If one of these 9th rank experts ran away, it wouldnât be a good thing for the herculean bull tribe, especially the 9th rank expert of the bullfighting tribe. If he ran away, the bullfighting tribe would very likely rise again.
Thus, when Yale and Zhao Hai saw those two combatants of the ninth rank, their faces both changed. They knew very well what this place represented to the herculean bull clan. If the herculean bull clan was unable to achieve their full potential in this battle, they would be in deep trouble in the future.
Yaleâs face changed, and he said,âwhy are human combatants of the ninth rank still here?â This is going to be troublesome.â
Zhao Haiâs expression was also very ugly as he said, â âLooks like itâs really troublesome. However, I believe that the information I received back then was true. It seems that this human expert has recently returned to the bullfighting race. Hmph, thatâs good. He can stay here as well.â
Yale sighed. &Quot; that wonât be easy. The great elder of the bullfighting tribe is only average. Heâs only on par with the great elder of the herculean bull tribe before he broke through. However, that human rank 9 powerhouse is very strong. Heâs much stronger than the great elder of the herculean bull tribe. Otherwise, he wouldnât have been able to defeat the great elder of the herculean bull tribe last time. &Quot;
&Quot; Hmph! &Quot; Zhao Hai snorted. &Quot; I didnât want to make a move at first. If the humans interfere with the beastmenâs Affairs, big brother will have something to say about it. But now, it seems like I have no choice but to make a move. &Quot; After saying that, he waved his hand and released Zhao Wen. He then pointed at the human 9th rank powerhouse. Zhao Wenâs figure flickered, and he disappeared from the Xenomorphâs body.
Following this, Zhao Hai began to release a large number of blood-sucking mosquitos. This was the second time he used them. The first time was when he ambushed King XI Qiâs cavalry. This time, the mosquitoes were very useful. They were going to directly deal with the bullfighting race.
Donât underestimate these small blood-sucking mosquitos. When their numbers reach a certain level, they will become the most terrifying disaster on the continent.
In the dark of the night, these small blood-sucking mosquitos were more like some super killers. Peopleâs vision would be affected in the dark, and it was even more difficult to guard against these mosquitos.
Yale naturally saw Zhao Haiâs actions as well. However, he only looked at Zhao Hai in confusion. After Zhao Hai released the mosquitos, he turned to look at Yale.âMr. Yale, donât worry. Iâve sent little Wen to help big brother. Little Wen is also a combatant of the ninth rank, and a magical beast-type one at that. I believe she will be able to help.â
Yale was stunned. Then, he looked at Zhao Hai in shock.âYouâre saying that you have a combatant of the ninth rank in your hands? He listens to your commands?â By now, if Yale still didnât know who that combatant of the ninth rank was, he would be an idiot. He understood that the combatant of the ninth rank that Zhao Hai had been talking about was definitely that crystal-like insect-shaped magical beast. However, this was what had shocked him. From what he had seen just now, Zhao Haiâs actions didnât seem to be directed at a combatant of the ninth rank at all, but rather at one of his subordinates.
When Zhao Hai heard Yaleâs question, he couldnât help but smile.âYou can understand it that way. Zhao Wen does listen to me, but heâs not my subordinate. Heâs my family.â
Yale stared at Zhao Hai in shock. He knew all too well what a combatant of the ninth rank represented. Even at the peak of its glory, the entire herculean bull clan only had three combatants of the ninth rank. Normally, it only had two. Now, it had fallen to the lowest point, and only had one combatant of the ninth rank to hold the fort. This combatantâs authority was even above that of the patriarch. If a combatant of the ninth rank were to speak, even the patriarch had to obey.
However, Zhao Hai had a combatant of the ninth rank under his command, a combatant of the ninth rank who would listen to him completely. What did this mean? This meant that Zhao Hai could ask the rank 9 expert to help him at any time to deal with his enemies. He did not need to be like the others, who would only ask for the help of a rank 9 expert in a life-and-death situation.
At this moment, Wells and the others had already rushed into the camp. The bullfighting tribe members were clearly unprepared. They ran in a panic. Some wanted to escape, while others wanted to fight. Those who wanted to fight couldnât find their mounts, and those who wanted to escape couldnât find their families. The entire camp was in chaos.
Under such circumstances, the bullfighting tribe couldnât organize any counterattacks. However, Weyers and the others didnât stop. Their target was the Golden tent. Although the Golden tent was the pride of the herculean bull tribe, it was the most important place to their enemy. It was the heart of their enemy. Once they broke through there, their enemy would be finished.
The chaotic bullfighting tribe was like a plate of loose sand, while the herculean bull tribe was like a sharp knife. Sand couldnât block the knife. Weyers and the others killed their way to the Golden tent.
Soon, the Golden tent was in sight. Weyers had already seen his enemy, the patriarch of the bullfighting tribe. He was now accompanied by more than a thousand guards, trying to organize an effective resistance.
When the enemies met, they became even more furious. Weyers roared and charged toward the bullfighting clanâs patriarch. The bullfighting clanâs patriarch also saw Weyers. A trace of fear flashed across his face, but it was quickly replaced by ruthlessness. He waved his scimitar and charged at Weyers with the people beside him.
The guards around him were the most elite warriors of the bullfighting clan. They were all using metal maces made of gold by the bullfighting clan, which were more lethal. Only the patriarch of the bullfighting clan was holding a scimitar.
The two charging cavalrymen were like two different peaks that had collided in an instant. With a boom, water splashed in all directions, but what gradually came out was blood and broken limbs.
The enmity between the two teams could not be resolved, but one teamâs morale was at its peak, while the other team was fighting to the death. The excitement of this battle far exceeded Weyers âimagination.
Originally, it would have been impossible to stop Weyers âgroup with a thousand people, but the guards of the bullfighting clanâs patriarch were too powerful. The weakest of them was at the 6th rank, while the strongest was at the 8th rank. The fighting power of a thousand-man team like this was astonishing.
Just as Wells âgroup was about to be defeated, chaos broke out on their flanks. Wells, who was in the middle of a chaotic battle, sneaked a glance and saw two bullfighting cavalrymen charging in the direction of the bullfighting tribeâs patriarch. From their movements, it could be seen that they were Zhao Haiâs undead cavalrymen. There were nearly 7000 bullfighting cavalrymen in total.
The undead cavalrymen were difficult to defend against because they werenât afraid of death or injury. They only cared about attacking and didnât know how to defend. Such an enemy was even more terrifying than the person on the mission.
The bullfighting tribeâs patriarch was obviously stunned by this attack. He didnât understand why the bullfighting tribeâs cavalrymen would attack him. These cavalrymen were not afraid of death at all, and they wouldnât die. He saw a cavalryman get knocked off his Mount by a Mace. All the bones in his chest were broken, but he could still get up. Such an enemy was too terrifying.
The bullfighting clanâs patriarch was a smart man, but he was not strong. He was only a Grade 7 warrior, so he would not rush to the front line to fight. However, this incident made him even more afraid. He felt that he might die at the hands of those monsters, so he turned and ran.
His running startled the guards around him. Among orcs, running away was an extremely shameful behavior. It was precisely because of this that after the Hercules ox tribe was defeated by the bullfighting tribe and ran away, the Hercules ox tribesmen appeared to be in low spirits. In their eyes, they were cowards and shameful escapees.
However, it was also because of this that when they heard Weyers say that he wanted revenge, they were so desperate to wash away their shame. Back then, they had run away because there was no one to command them. Now that they had a single commander, they were willing to give up their lives for this.
However, the bullfighting clan leaderâs escape was different. As the leader of the clan, everyone could run but him. Paul, who was Wells âsecond brother and had stayed behind to guard the campsite, died in battle. When he was surrounded by the bullfighting clanâs cavalrymen, he led his personal guards and charged forward. Even when he was left alone, he still charged forward. He died while charging. Such an orc was worthy of respect. However, the patriarchâs escape was shameful. It wasnât just him, but the entire bullfighting race.
When the guards saw the clan leader run away, they were stunned for a moment. Then, they looked in the direction that the clan leader ran in with disbelief. Everyone did not know what to do.
While they were still in a daze, the undead cavalrymen charged over and drowned the small group of cavalrymen in an instant.
Weyers saw that the bullfighting clanâs leader was running away and quickly said, &Quot; the bullfighting clanâs leader has run away! Donât let him run away! Chase after him! &Quot;
The guards beside him also shouted, â âThe bullfighting raceâs leader is running! Donât let him run! Chase him! Kill him!â
This sentence was too crucial. When the fighting bull clansmen heard this, they were stunned for a moment. Then, they looked in the direction of the Golden tent in disbelief, but they didnât see their patriarch. The flag of the fighting bull clan had already been cut down.