Chapter 505 - 308: Yuwen’s Calculation, The Final Arrival

Chapter 505: Chapter 308: Yuwen’s Calculation, The Final Arrival

As the last Yuan Demon’s body dissipated, Yu Fei flickered and appeared before everyone.

"Commander of the Yulin Army, victory!"

Coordinated by the mental network, the crowd’s roar was perfectly synchronized. It was a spontaneous cry, their blades, spears, swords, and halberds raised high. This was a long-awaited, crushing victory!

Yu Fei calmly issued his orders. They had only broken through Yu Wen Baji’s blockade; it wasn’t enough to avenge their humiliation.

"Brothers, our target is the main battlefield at Celestial Sword Gorge! All forces, move out!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!..."

Speed is paramount in war. Yu Fei wasted no time. With Matie Road now clear, he immediately led his forces onward.

The members of the Celestial Pride Class, ranging from the Divine Realm to the Gang Qi Realm, all cultivated superior techniques and Secret Arts, making them incredibly fast.

Every one of them was capable of fighting opponents above their own realm, with a high chance of securing a solo kill. With their superhuman perception and coordination honed over countless battles, the Celestial Pride Class was like a sharp dagger on the battlefield, capable of quickly breaking a stalemate.

However, in the unique terrain of Matie Road, the battlefield was extremely narrow, which was not ideal for them to fight in formation.

On the main battlefield at Celestial Sword Gorge, the ruins of the camp humanity had left behind were faintly visible, but all the structures had been completely dismantled by the towering Yuan Demons.

The area was flanked by massive, unstable mountain ranges. Only here did a straight canyon appear—tens of kilometers wide and over a hundred kilometers long—as if a heavenly Sword Immortal had cleaved the earth with a single strike, leaving a natural scar upon the land.

If one were to picture the area as a giant sword, Yu Wen Baji was leading his troops in an attack from the hilt, while the exit of Matie Road was near the tip.

After days of gathering and deployment, and incorporating veterans from the Celestial Tiger Corps, Yu Wen Baji had assembled nearly seven hundred combatants at the Grandmaster level and over ten thousand Gang Qi Martial Artists.

Among them were a full five Great Grandmasters—an unprecedented force.

With so many high-level combatants, if a Martial Saint were leading them, their strength would be nearly on par with a Class-A corps.

He had also brazenly conscripted the Guardians of the Celestial Pride Class—three Great Grandmasters and numerous Grandmasters.

After all, the duty of a Guardian was not an official position that could be debated. According to wartime regulations, Yu Wen Baji had the right to commandeer anyone.

You couldn’t argue that the lives of prodigies were more precious. Anyone else might have hesitated, but this was Yu Wen Baji. Given his personality, was there any doubt? He conscripted these Guardians without a second thought.

In the military hierarchy of the Yu Kingdom’s martial world, the minimum standard for a Class-B corps commander was the Great Grandmaster Realm. Typically, a Class-B corps would have only one or two such individuals.

It was only with this support that Yu Wen Baji could organize such a massive counterattack. It was also why he was so dismissive of the Celestial Pride Class’s strength and dared to keep them suppressed.

Although Yu Wen Baji was only in the Grandmaster Realm, he was a former combat squad leader from the Shenhan Celestial Pride Class, had breezed through the trials to become a Grandmaster, and possessed the power to slay 8th-rank Yuan Demons. All signs pointed to him being a ferocious young dragon, one that had already grown its Scale Armor and claws. Thus, he was the undisputed commander of this battle.

In the martial world, realm wasn’t the sole measure of status—battle records were. The ability to slay dozens of 7th-rank Yuan Demons on a chaotic battlefield, and even two 8th-rank Yuan Demons in succession, meant that Yu Wen Baji’s strength surpassed that of the other Great Grandmasters.

Once a Martial Artist reached the Grandmaster level, it was already difficult for them to quickly dispatch an enemy. A step above that, a Great Grandmaster could easily fight an 8th-rank Yuan Demon to a standstill or even win, but actually killing one was incredibly difficult.

Moreover, it was also difficult for an 8th-rank Yuan Demon or a Great Grandmaster to instantly kill an opponent one rank lower. In a life-or-death struggle, their target could always put up a fight for at least a few exchanges.

So, for someone like Yu Wen Baji—who, while only a Grandmaster, could easily cut down same-rank Yuan Demons amidst a massive army and even repeatedly kill foes of a higher rank—his strength was astonishing to all.

At this moment, Yu Wen Baji was in high spirits, commanding the battlefield with flair.

The counterattack in Celestial Sword Gorge was proceeding smoothly. Today, as planned, they had pushed the front line forward by nearly ten li.

They had slain over ten thousand 6th-rank Spider Demons and dozens of 7th-rank Yuan Demons. The only regret was that they hadn’t managed to kill a single 8th-rank Yuan Demon.

The human forces were still outnumbered by the Yuan Demons when it came to high-rank combatants, especially 8th-rank ones.

With their overlapping Array Domains, the Grandmasters had no problem fending off several times their number of 7th-rank Yuan Demons. They could even turn the tide and score kills in localized skirmishes. After a long and grueling battle today, human casualties among the Grandmasters were in the single digits.

However, at the 8th-rank level, the Yuan Demons had a total of twelve combatants. The five Great Grandmasters worked together to hold back eight of them, while Yu Wen Baji single-handedly faced four. The situation was perilous, and everyone was just barely holding on.

Unlike the previous battle, where Yu Wen Baji’s surprise attack had yielded excellent results against an unprepared enemy, today he found himself completely tied down by four or five 8th-rank Yuan Demons. Despite his formidable strength, he was run ragged, forced into a passive defense, and unable to gain any ground.

His situation had only improved a few hours ago when one of the 8th-rank Yuan Demons withdrew.

Through the mental network, Yu Wen Baji continued to transmit his latest orders to the troops.

"All units, hold on! Our reinforcements will arrive in five hours to strike the Yuan Demons from the rear. In this battle, we will annihilate this entire contingent!"

Before the battle, Yu Wen Baji had already confirmed the support status of the Celestial Phenomenon Corps and two other fronts. To prevent the Yuan Demons from escaping, he needed to pin them down for at least a day.

Winning battles against the Yuan Demons was common, but completely annihilating them was another matter entirely.

The strategic situation in the Demon Mountain Realm demanded that the Yuan Demons be pinned down along fronts like Celestial Sword Canyon, the Thousand Ridge Mountain Range, and the Lianhe Mountain Range. Consequently, endless tug-of-war battles were fought year-round along this long, narrow, and ever-shifting frontline.

This time, unprecedented seismic activity had erupted in the Thousand Ridge and Lianhe Mountain Ranges, changing the state of the battlefield. The Yuan Demons shifted their target of attack, which led to the fall of the camp at Celestial Sword Gorge.

To prevent Celestial Sword Gorge from becoming the demons’ primary target, they had to retake it.

"Yuwen! The high-rank battlefield can hold, but the assorted units assigned to support us are starting to falter!"

"We can’t provide support to the ground battle. If this goes on, their front is going to collapse!"

Wang Kai’s voice rang out in the mental network. Yu Wen Baji couldn’t stop himself from cursing.

"Useless! What the hell is Zhang Hu doing? Can’t his pathetic ’Puppy Patrol’ break through?"

’At this critical moment, of course it’s Zhang Hu’s side that’s screwing up,’ Yu Wen Baji thought furiously.

"Zhang Hu is strong on defense, but he lacks explosive power. Plus, over a dozen members of the Celestial Pride Class under his command have quit, so his unit is understrength!" Wang Kai explained.

"BOOM!"

Yu Wen Baji swung his massive crescent-moon halberd, shattering the charge of two 8th-rank Yuan Demons. He was about to give chase when he was suddenly enveloped by a swarm of musical notes. From behind, an 8th-rank Yuan Demon carrying a giant shield crashed into him like a collapsing mountain.

Trapped by the notes, his movements were completely restricted.

He swung the butt of his halberd back, smashing it violently against the giant shield and managing to avoid injury.

In the next instant, he mustered his vast True Essence to break free from the dark gold notes, only to find himself once again besieged by the 8th-rank Yuan Demons.

Despite charging left and right, he couldn’t achieve a decisive breakthrough.

Hearing again that Zhang Hu couldn’t keep pace with the charge, he was so incensed that he burst out cursing.

"Useless!"

Yuwen’s assessment of the battle had been far too optimistic. In reality, without the help of Feng Hua and the others, the battle had ground to a stalemate.

On previous battlefields, Feng Hua and his group had been unstoppable on the ground. The Yuan Demons had been forced to embed 7th-rank combatants within their Spider Demon legions; otherwise, their forces would be crushed and reaped with ease.

But even when 7th-rank combatants joined the fray, Feng Hua’s team would pick them off one by one. This greatly reduced the pressure on the high-rank battlefield, allowing for a two-pronged breakthrough.

Now, relying solely on Zhang Hu’s Puppy Patrol, they were fine defensively, but their offensive power was severely lacking!

Just as Yuwen’s frustration was peaking, he suddenly noticed a commotion erupting in the Yuan Demons’ rear. Countless Spider Demon companies abruptly turned back, and even many of the 7th and 8th-rank Yuan Demons were instantly redeployed to the rear.

One of the enemies before him vanished, as did one of the 8th-rank Yuan Demons that his Great Grandmasters were fighting.

Yuwen was confused. ’The reinforcements shouldn’t arrive for hours. How can this be?’

Suddenly, using a perception-enhancing Secret Technique, he spotted the figures of Feng Hua and his companions!

"How is this possible?"