More than a hundred miles west of Thang Long City, the Green Vine Plain slowly unfolds in the morning sunlight.
The 70,000-strong orc army marched in five columns, with the infantry squares in the center and shields slung diagonally across their backs.
The procession stretched for nearly ten miles, with dust gathering above their heads to form a long, grayish-yellow dragon.
Five thousand wolf riders on each flank patrolled back and forth among the low hills, making sure there were no ambushes on every outward route.
At the forefront were ten mammoth war elephants, each with three troll archers standing on its back, arrows leaning against the edge of the arrow tower like spears.
Above the center of the army, Kargath Ironjaw hovered a hundred meters above the ground, his Jaw-crushing axe resting on his shoulder.
Behind him, four orc sword saints hovered scattered, each occupying a fan-shaped area.
An orc swordsman flew in from behind, abruptly stopping mid-air, his right fist pressed against his chest, his voice urgent: "Chieftain! Reconnaissance from the rear has detected a large human army of about 20,000 to the east, rapidly approaching our forces!"
Kargath Ironjaw turned his head, his dark red eyes narrowing slightly: "Twenty thousand?"
He paused for a moment, then grinned, revealing a set of sharp fangs. "Twenty thousand humans dare to fight my beastmen in the open?"
The [N O V E L I G H T] giant axe slid from his shoulder to his hand, the blade spun around, and he made a downward gesture.
"All troops, prepare for battle! Turn the rear guard into the vanguard and form ranks!"
The bugle call rang out from the army formation below, deep and urgent.
The 70,000-strong orc army transitioned from marching to battle formation, with the rear becoming the front. The front-line orc infantry raised their shields and formed ranks, while the mammoth war elephants turned and headed east, with the ten giant beasts forming a horizontal line across the wilderness.
The cavalry on both flanks turned around, dust rising and falling at the edge of the formation.
Five minutes later, the battle line was basically formed, with the 70,000-strong orc army stretching across the wilderness like a dark green barrier, with layers upon layers of shield walls.
The battle flags fluttered in the wind, and the air was filled with the rough, pungent smell of sweat and blood emanating from the orcs.
First, figures appeared in the eastern sky. Eleven figures rose from the horizon, gradually becoming clearer from their blurry outlines. The leading figure was surrounded by a faint golden halo.
Behind him, a giant silver dragon spread its wings, its size covering half of the sky in mid-air.
Kargath Ironjaw's eyelids twitched. He didn't recognize the golden figure, but that aura... he remembered the feeling when he fought Saruk. That feeling was back now.
“That human... how could it be?” His voice lowered, but his gaze sharpened.
Then he gripped the Jawbreaker Axe tightly, his voice suddenly rising: "Follow me!"
He was the first to charge forward, followed closely by five orc sword saints.
Lin Feng charged ahead, leaving a dark red trail in his hand as he wielded the Wildfire Spear.
Meng Yi, Bai Yi, and Bai Er spread out in a wedge shape, with Bai San to Bai Liu in the center to provide support, Zain and Zara on the flanks, and Su Yurou at the very back.
As the silver dragon swept overhead, its silvery-white body obscured half the sky. Its broad wings swept across the morning light, swallowing the shadows of the orcs on the ground into a vast expanse of flowing shadow.
The two clashed head-on in mid-air, the Wildfire Spear and the Jaw-Shattering Giant Axe approaching each other at an extremely fast speed, the spear tip and the axe blade arriving in front of each other almost at the same time.
Then, a crisp, ear-piercing metallic clang erupted, sparks flew, and shockwaves spread outwards.
Kargath's wrist jerked, the axe blade deflected by the impact of the Wildfire Spear. He quickly adjusted his center of gravity to try and steady himself, but Lin Feng's spear was already thrusting at him again.
The second shot followed by the third, the fourth shot followed by the fifth, seven shots per second, each shot precisely aimed at the weak points in his defense.
Parry, deflect, and be knocked back—Kargas's health bar dropped by nearly 10% in the first few encounters.
He tried to fight back, but Lin Feng's offensive was relentless, leaving him only able to defend passively.
Three minutes later, Kargath's health bar dropped by half.
He roared and activated 【Iron Jaw Fury】, a dark red light covering his entire body, increasing his attack power by 30% and converting 20% of the damage he dealt into his own health.
He swung his giant axe fiercely, unleashing three bone-crushing slashes from different angles in an attempt to force Lin Feng back.
Lin Feng dodged two attacks to the side, and blocked the third one with the barrel of his gun. The impact forced him to take half a step back, but his health bar barely changed.
Kargath seized the opportunity to create distance, panting heavily as he looked at the golden figure opposite him, with only one thought in his mind: This human... is similar to Lord Saluk.
He roared again, activated 【Savage Charge】, and his figure transformed into a dark red afterimage as he charged towards Lin Feng.
But Lin Feng reacted faster. He activated 【Meteor Flash】 and appeared to the side of Kargath's charge path, casually sweeping a shot at Kargath's ribs.
Kargas was knocked back several meters, his charging stance interrupted. Before he could regain his footing, Lin Feng's gun was already close in again.
A few breaths later, 【Roar of the Beasts】 was activated. Kargath opened his huge mouth and let out a deafening roar, the sound waves spreading out from him.
Lin Feng was hit by the sonic wave, and his negative resistance was assessed. He didn't even retreat; he just narrowed his eyes slightly and thrust out the Wildfire Spear again.
Fear finally appeared in Kargath's eyes.
He had already activated all the skills he could—Iron Jaw Fury, Savage Charge, and Roar of the Beasts—he had used them all, but the human in front of him showed no signs of injury whatsoever.
His pride and joy were like a thin sheet of paper in front of his opponent; every move he made was seen through, every attack was precisely neutralized, and then bounced back with even greater force.
He no longer had the energy to think about anything else; only a last shred of instinct was supporting his blocking actions, and that instinct was thinned with each impact.
The five orc swordsmen each engaged in battle, but none of them gained the upper hand.
Meng Yi single-handedly confronted the Sword Saint head-on, his halberd thrusts forcing the opponent to retreat step by step.
Bai Yi and Bai San attacked from both sides, the sound of halberd shafts clashing with sword blades like a torrential downpour, locking their opponent firmly between the two halberd blades.
Bai Er and Bai Si joined forces to entangle another sword saint, forcing him to retreat continuously.
Bai Wu and Bai Liu attacked from both sides simultaneously, making it impossible for the fourth person to find a counterattack opportunity.
The brothers Zain and Zara clashed their curved blades, creating an impenetrable net that trapped the fifth swordsman in the middle.
The five sword saints were firmly restrained by the pincer attack rhythm of two groups of two, and their defensive frequency became slower and slower, making it increasingly difficult for them to parry.
Su Yurou hovered forty meters behind, her purification and healing precisely targeting the moment each curse landed and the point where the health bar dropped.
The health bars of the five sword saints steadily declined, with no chance of recovery.
