Tempest of the Battlefield

Most people would only focus on the results and ignore the process. However, people inside of Maersa were friends and families of those three hundred soldiers. After they had heard the news, their first thought was not to celebrate, but ponder. What had the soldiers been eating without any supply for a month?

How many soldiers were still alive and How many were injured? How were they doing? How much longer could they keep on doing this for?

One question bode another.

“Balls! It seems like we are not working hard enough to catch up with Wang Tong. I am going to donate my retirement money to the war campaign.”

“What? You have a retirement fund?”

Marcos looked embarrassed and said, “Not really.”

“How do I know that? Haha!” Aamir laughed.

Everyone had contributed to the war, either offering money or labor.

Lie Jian and Michaux had already received the news about Wang Tong’s victories. Samgha was the main production base for the Zergs, and had always been under the human force’s radar as the main target for a counterattack. Despite the higher status of the dark ones in the Zerg community, the humans were less afraid of them on the battlefield due to their lack of numbers. It was the swarm that the humans were most afraid of.

In a month, five cities were razed to the ground, and all the queens in the cities were killed. Wang Tong’s actions were incredibly effective in slowing down the reinforcements of the Zerg. The human commanders reacted quickly to the news as they pulled another battalion away from the northern line to the western line.

Wang Tong’s move also spurred Lie Jian and Michaux to make up their mind and act immediately.

House Lie and the Divine Mastery Sect each had assembled 500 of the best soldiers under their command. They aimed to repeat Wang Tong’s strategy and strike deep and hard into the heartland of the Zergs.

Meanwhile, all the Zerg lords sat sheepishly around a table, and at the end of the table sat a hulking frame. The imposing dark one looked as angry as the horn that grew out of his forehead. Beside Xie Su was Candler, the immortal who was responsible for the sacking of Samgha, at least in part. When he was cocksure that Wang Tong would follow his course and attack Spider Fort, the teenage boy and pulled the rug from under him and changed his plan. Moreover, the old immortal had not expected that the defense of the Samgha would be utterly annihilated so quickly either. The most fertile queens and the all the eggs that still hadn’t hatched were all gone with the nuclear blasts.

The northern warden, Xie Su, had rushed back to the home base to clean up the mess. It was a shameful defeat, and his men’s incompetency had jeopardized the plan of the dark lord.

Candler hung a faint smile on his face. Although he was in part responsible for the embarrassing situation, Xie Su would not openly blame a guest. Plus, there were too many variables; for example, no one would have thought that Samgha’s defense would be so fragile. Therefore, no matter which way one looked at it, the real reason for the defeat was the weakness of the dark ones.

A cold and hard curve found Xie Su’s lips. Not only had Wang Tong gotten away, but the setback had also negatively affected the overall development of the war, as well as the competition between the dark lord and Patroclus.

“Bring C-Zhi here. ” Xie Su gave a command. He looked as imposing and calm as a powerful human warrior. Candler observed him attentively; as a Divine General, he was aware of the A-level blood kin’s abilities. As the elite warriors, they had evolved to be the closest to the humans compared to other dark ones.

“Speak, what had happened?” Xie Su asked with a steady voice.

C-Zhi’s wings quivered in the presence of the warden. The other dark ones looked at C-Zhi sheepishly, knowing that his fate was already sealed. C-Zhi hurried to explain what he had seen, and from time to time, he threw one or two hyperboles in his description of the human devil. He knew that if he didn’t make the situation sound worse than it had been, he would almost be guaranteed to be executed.

C-Zhi spoke with an animated tone and gestures, trying his best to explain the dire situation. The lords of the other cities watched each other with surprise on their faces.

“You are saying that he came all by himself?”

“Yes, my lord. Only himself. He roared once, and somehow, the sound was able to kill thousands of our man. He roared again…and…and all the Zergs bolted back to the city.” C-Zhi said sheepishly.

The other dark ones gasped. Wang Tong was the heir of the Blade Warrior. Was it possible that the history was going to repeat itself?

Everyone looked to Xie Su. Suddenly, the warden reached out his arm, which surged in length. His wiry fingers grouped C-Zhi’s neck, and he twisted the latter’s head off his shoulder with a snap. Xie Su launched himself forward and closed in onto the headless dark one. When he was close enough, he stuck out the bloody tongue and writhed it down C-Zhi’s opening windpipe. In mere seconds, C-Zhi had turned into a husk.

The rest of the Zergs watched in fear and trepidation.

“Liar! Based on our reports, the human devil had led an army ten thousand strong. We should stop using our superstitions as the excuses for our oversight. We need to fight back, and this is the order from the dark lord.” Xie Su announced in stone cold voice while the rest of the dark ones nodded timidly.

Candler laughed in his mind for the incompetency of the dark ones and the warden’s ability to bluff. By giving the devil an army on the paper, his defeat suddenly seemed much less embarrassing.

Candler didn’t put in his own opinion. He knew that Wang Tong had tricked everyone, but his explanation would only confuse these dimwitted dark ones. Even till this day, the Zergs still feared the Blade Warrior, even though he had already been dead for centuries.

After much discussion, everyone reached the consensus that the human devil was going to continue this course toward the dark lord’s castle. Therefore, it was apparent that every dark one should do their part to protect their master and stop him at the periphery of the castle.

Candler made it clear to everyone that they would have his full support, since they were working toward the same goal. It was good news to the dark ones, since they believed that only the immortals were able to see through the ruses and ploys of the humans. After all, immortals were at least half human.

Despite the dark ones’ apparent stupidity, Candler agreed with a couple of their conclusions. Wang Tong’s target in this mission was definitely Moye’s castle; therefore, the focus of the defense should be the three cities located in the corridors leading to the castle. This would be the northern warden’s last chance of proving himself to his master. If he failed to protect the three cities, he might as well be dead.

However, it wasn’t long until Wang Tong surprised his enemies again. He didn’t attack Spider Fort, and neither did he head toward the dark castle.

Instead, he made a ninety-degree turn and moved in the northwest direction. In a couple of days, he was able to raze another two Zerg cities.

Obviously, Xie Su was furious. He had set defenses all along the way to the castle, but Wang Tong didn’t rise to the bait at all. The efforts that Xie Su had made in planning the defense were all for naught.

Due to inadequate reinforcements, the human soldiers at the northern line were able to deliver a successful counterattack, which had greatly boosted the morale of the entire human force.

Wang Tong and his demon soldiers had made a name for themselves. His achievements had also completely changed the Martians’ view on the Blade Warrior. Even the most patriotic Martian would have to agree that Blade Warrior was the most powerful human, even though he was from Earth.

Martians had always admired power and strength. Wang Tong had used his might and opened a path for the rest of the humans under the most miraculous circumstances.

Those soldiers serving under Wang Tong also quickly became household names.

Meanwhile, at the northwest corner of the battlefield, Zambrotta’s forces attacked a Zerg occupied city with abandon. In the last couple of days, his forces had already liberated three human settlements. His army had just taken over their fourth target: Constantinople. The progress they had made was a drastic contrast to the headwinds all the other human forces had faced so far.

Despite the pressure at the frontline, Zergs could not afford to let Zambrotta hold Constantinople due to its significant geographical position.

Everyone knew that there would be a big fight ahead of them, but no one seemed to be worried about it as they prepared for the war with great enthusiasm.

Inside the city, the order had already been restored, and even some merchants had entered the city to set up their shops. Everything was sold at a rock-bottom price, since this was the merchants’ way of contributing to the war.