Witch Wind

Chapter 97: Moonlit Night Raid (Part )

The White Clam Port is surrounded by a muddy and sandy road.

Across the ten-foot-wide road is the most terrifying tropical jungle in Black Borneo. On weekdays, poisonous insects and ferocious beasts often rush out of the jungle, cross the road, and rush into the White Clam Port, adding a little bloody surprise to the dull life of Dongyun people.

No matter day or night, the Dongyun people who live on the edge of Bai Clam Port, close to the road, can hear the roars of all kinds of strange beasts in the jungle, or the bizarre calls of various strange birds.

But today, a more terrifying predator has quietly arrived.

No matter whether they were ferocious birds and beasts or those troublesome poisonous insects, they all curled up their claws and fangs, hiding quietly in their nests, not daring to make the slightest sound.

In the dense forest, a huge black-striped python was lazily coiled around a big tree.

Hundreds of thick parasitic vines hang down from the branches of the tree, almost identical to the black-striped python. People with poor eyesight would mistake this terrifying creature for a harmless vine.

Xing Tianren stood on the back of his old turtle, whose carapace was about four meters in diameter. His eyes flashed with ferocious light as he looked at the hundreds of brothers around him who were carrying huge ammunition boxes and holding large-caliber bolt-action rifles.

"Let's not waste any more time. Remember what my elder brother said - this battle is not for national hatred, but for family revenge." Xing Tianren sneered: "And remember, my Pingyuan Hall, Xing Tian family, each branch has clan members who died in this battle!"

"They may be our uncles, our brothers, or even our brothers' biological fathers." Xing Tianren said coldly: "They died in the battle here, and the murderers are those three-inch dwarfs. So, don't treat them as human beings, they are our mortal enemies. There is no need to restrain yourself, just let go and kill!"

"Form groups of ten, surround the White Clam Port, and wait until someone escapes into the jungle, then hunt them freely!" Xing Tianren waved his hand fiercely.

A Xingtian brother raised his right hand: "Brother Ren, where is the ice barbarian from Saint Ross?"

Xing Tianren smiled coldly, "Have you read all the intelligence that Big Brother found for us? Fifty years ago, Saint Ross wanted to develop the Far East and began to build a city in the Far East, and gradually invaded the northern border of Dayu Dynasty. Hey, in the northeast, in the border villages and towns, they have massacred at least eighty in the past fifty years."

"How do you think we should deal with them?" Xing Tianren frowned and shouted, "Of course we should treat them equally. Send them to death! Do we still want to keep them wasting our lives in this world?"

A group of Xingtian brothers responded in unison. They clenched their right fists and hit their chests hard. Then, with the sound of whistles, thousands of Xingtian brothers in groups of ten from all directions, with the ferocious beasts they rode, invaded the jungle like mercury pouring out of the ground.

A few days ago, when Xing Tianli took Beihe Cangyi and boarded a big eagle from Black Pearl Harbor to White Clam Harbor, Xing Tianren and his companions also set off.

Instead of taking a boat, they trekked through the jungle on foot. They were individually strong and accompanied by a large number of ferocious beasts. They were the most terrifying top predators in the jungle. They passed through the thousands of miles of jungle unimpeded and arrived at the White Clam Port two days ago.

This thousand-mile trek also proved that the Xingtian clan members who controlled these ferocious beasts were like fish in water in this jungle. The tropical jungle of Black Borneo, which was a hell of death to outsiders, was a thoroughfare to them.

Combined with some methods prepared by Xing Tianli for them, they are invincible in this jungle as long as they don't encounter old monsters like Murima and Yang Tianji!
In the White Clam Port, the Dongyun army was being defeated.

The number of Saint Ross soldiers who had just landed was not large, and there were less than 20,000 Saint Ross soldiers who had already landed. The Dongyun people stationed at the port had a full 50,000 elite soldiers, and there were also a large number of Dongyun ronin available for command.

However, upon receiving the order to go to war, the less than 20,000 Saint Ross soldiers immediately untied sheepskin wine bags from their waists, raised their necks, and gulped down the wine.

The specialty of Saint Ross is the "Drunken Bear", brewed with ice potatoes mixed with a special type of moss. This is recognized by the Far West as the most terrible, but most stimulating liquor. Saint Ross soldiers have a habit of alcoholism. Before drinking, they are a group of reckless and vulgar soldiers; after drinking, they completely transform into crazy orcs!

They tore off the few clothes they had on them, and some even took off all their clothes. The shirtless Saint Ross soldiers shouted slogans and rushed forward and fought with red eyes.

Not afraid of bullets, not afraid of bayonets, not afraid of grenades exploding right next to you!
The Saint Ross soldiers, with long hair all over their bodies and white foam coming out of the corners of their mouths, roared and ran wildly with their long legs. Many Dongyun soldiers only had time to fire one or at most three bullets before these Saint Ross people ran headlong into their team.

In close combat, one Saint Ross soldier can easily kill three to five Dongyun soldiers!

Screams, cries, and the terrible sound of bones being violently smashed could be heard everywhere near the port. Four-foot-tall Dongyun soldiers spit out blood and fly up as lightly as dandelions in the wind.

As soon as the enemy came into contact, the Dongyun garrison lost two to three thousand people.

Saint Rose soldiers generally have poor marksmanship. After all, their superiors would rather sell their weapons and supplies privately to support their lovers than give them too many bullets to practice their marksmanship.

As for the Saint Rose soldiers who landed today, each of them only had five bullets on average!

These guys didn't really rely on firepower. They waved their long rifles, pointed their long, sharp bayonets, and shouted "Hula" loudly, attacking the Dongyun people in waves.

With one attack, you can easily kill seven or eight enemies.

In another wave of attack, another seven or eight enemies were stabbed to death.

After more than a dozen waves of attacks, the Saint Ross soldiers at the front were covered in blood, and the Dongyun soldiers in front of them were pale. Many of them simply dropped their guns and fled to the rear.

On the sea, the Saint Rose fleet launched an indiscriminate bombardment.

They brought more than 400,000 soldiers, but only less than 20,000 landed. Balkin and other Saint Ross generals quickly calculated in their hearts - even if all 20,000 people died, it would only be a 5% casualty ratio. This loss is nothing.

So the fleet began to launch a covering bombardment on the White Clam Port.

Balkin and others were so excited that they even forgot that there were still many Saint Ross merchants being imprisoned in the port prison.

Well, maybe some of them still remember.

But they don’t even care about the lives of those soldiers, let alone those businessmen!
In the Holy Ross Empire, only the royal family and the great nobles and lords are the real "Elected Ones of the Holy Father". All other people, whether they are soldiers, merchants, farmers, serfs, or even ordinary people from all walks of life, are just "cattle grazed by the elects for the Holy Father"!
Since they are 'livestock', what does it matter how much they lose?

Large-caliber shells kept falling, flames shot up into the sky, smoke columns rose more than a hundred feet high, and shock waves swept in all directions. A large-caliber naval gun shell could easily flatten half of the street.

I don’t care about you, the Dongyun soldiers, the Dongyun ronin, and the Dongyun people.

Under the cannonballs, all are equal!
The Saint Ross engineers who had also drunk alcohol before the battle and had their eyes red in a few gulps did something even more horrible. They carried tons of high explosives from the steamer, loaded them onto a makeshift cart, and then drove the frightened animals, dragging carts of explosives toward the street market outside the port area.

A fully loaded truck could always carry three to five tons of explosives.

There was a terrible roar. As one of these explosive trucks exploded, visible white gas exploded in all directions. Each explosive truck easily flattened an entire block. God knows how many unlucky people were blown to pieces.

Xing Tianli, along with Beihe Cangyi, Beihe Xiuyi and Nanshan Qingye, have already fled to the edge of the White Clam Port.

The group stood on a small hill, staring in amazement at the hysterical, almost insane attacks of the Saint Ross people.

"They are evil spirits!" Nanshan Qingye burst into tears and fell to his knees: "Ah, this is the shame of the empire!"

Beihe Xiuyi's face was also covered with tears. He clenched his fists and stared at the White Clam Port, which was half covered by flames and thick smoke. He gritted his teeth and said, "The Empire and Saint Ross will eventually have a war. In the Far East, there can only be one giant!"

Xing Tianli gently patted Beihe Xiuyi's head and said, "Who do you think that giant is?"

Beihe Xiuyi and Nanshan Qingye shuddered at the same time. They looked at Xing Tianli in horror and said with a flattering smile: "Your Majesty, of course, the only giant in the Far East can only be the Celestial Empire!" Xing Tianli snorted lightly and gently tapped his left hand. The three-inch long Tongtian Yuling Banner shone with a faint light. Countless ghosts cried and were sucked in involuntarily. After being sucked into the small banner, the internal military formation just rolled them up and tore them into pieces easily.

Inside the small banner, the leading ghost general roared loudly, madly devouring the surging soul essence.

At the end of six hundred years, his strength had declined, but he received a vast replenishment of his soul and spirit essence. His aura increased madly, and in just a quarter of an hour, his aura had reached the ultimate level of a wandering immortal.

The ghost general, who originally had a hazy and translucent figure, has now completely solidified his body. A faint light flickers under his dark red skin, and his body seems to be made of gold and iron, appearing extremely solid and strong.

After dozens of cannon shots, a large number of ghosts were sucked in, crying and screaming.

With the addition of this wave of ghosts, the ghost general suddenly roared towards the sky. His whole body was flashing with dim light, and his aura suddenly broke through from the peak of the immortal realm to the earthly immortal realm.

'Snapped'!
The ghost general's body has changed from black and red, like iron, to three black and seven red, like the texture of jade. Through the translucent body, you can even see that there is a large amount of Yin Qi in his body, which has condensed into a seven black and three red skeleton. His internal organs are also lifelike, with dense Yin Qi inside, quietly operating according to the rules of the five elements.

However, the five elements in the ghost's body were full of negative energy and evil, which was completely different from the five elements in the body of a serious cultivator.

Xing Tianli exhaled lightly.

The soldiers and evil ghosts in the Tongtian Yuling Banner are all 'physical cultivators', following the path of the legendary 'powerful ghost king'. They have strong bodies and immense strength, and a move of their hands and feet with their swords is enough to move mountains and seas, chase after stars and grab the moon.

Even though he had just returned to earthly immortal cultivation, the physical strength of this ghost general was one of the best in this Dharma Ending Age. With this ghost general in charge, unless it was a celestial immortal realm 'physical cultivator' like Murima or Yang Tianji who fought him to death, who would Xing Tianli be afraid of?
"This is not good. Holding a sharp blade, you are murderous. This is very bad!" Xing Tianli shook his head gently: "Keep a low profile, keep a low profile, and keep a low profile!"

He inexplicably recalled what he had felt that night in Nanxun Town, the giant aircraft hovering in the sky above the formation, bringing a large number of reinforcements to Augustus and Dis.

Don’t waste time!
Don’t waste it!

There was a buzzing sound like a bee hive, and large groups of Dongyun people poured out of the White Giant Clam Port. Their faces were distorted, and they were running as hard as they could with their short legs flapping. At this critical moment of escaping, they did not forget to curse loudly.

They were cursing the people of Saint Ross madly, using the most vicious and despicable language, cursing the heavens and the earth madly.

But inexplicably, when these guys fled to the hill where Xing Tianli and others were, their tone became a little strange.

"The people of Saint Ross are just bullying our small country. If we were the ruler of Shenzhou, how dare they do this?"

"Yes, yes, if we can rule Shenzhou, we Dongyun will be able to become the world's most powerful country. Defeating Saint Ross will be a piece of cake, right?"

"So, we still have to occupy Shenzhou. Such a vast territory and such fertile land should be enjoyed by us Dongyun!"

"It's only a matter of time. Our Holy Emperor is the most orthodox ruler of Shenzhou. Sooner or later, Shenzhou will be ours!"

There was an old dwarf with gray hair and beard, panting and running wildly, shouting arrogantly as he fled: "The people of Dongguo today are not worthy of the fertile land of Shenzhou. Our brave Dongyun men killed so many of them and snatched Black Borneo. As long as everyone works hard, it will be easy to counterattack Shenzhou!"

Countless fleeing Dongyun dwarfs echoed this, with a ferocious gleam in their eyes like that of a wolf.

Xing Tianli looked at them with gloomy eyes.

He was in a foul mood.

The people of Saint Ross helped Xing Tianli vent his anger very well - an eight-inch cannon shell fell, and with a loud "buzz" sound, a huge pit about ten feet deep and seven or eight feet in diameter appeared on the ground. Within a radius of dozens of feet, countless dwarfs were turned into ashes, or had their internal organs shattered, and fell to the ground vomiting blood.

The Dongyun people were short and shriveled, and when they were fleeing, their density per unit area was extremely high. A single shell killed more than two thousand fleeing Dongyun people, and in the howling wind, two thousand ghosts flew into the Tongtian Yuling Banner.

The ghost general who had broken through the ghost fairyland had already withdrawn from the core position of the formation, and another ghost general with the strongest strength stood in the core position. The essence of the soul continued to be injected into his body, and the body of this ghost general, whose figure was hazy and almost transparent, quickly solidified and gradually became somewhat "human".

Beihe Cangyi, Beihe Xiuyi, and Nanshan Qingye, the three of them carefully observed the changes in Xing Tianli's expression.

They also heard clearly the barking of the dogs of the Dongyun people just now.

In front of the terrifying figure Xing Tianli, he brazenly said he wanted to "counterattack" and "annex" Shenzhou? He even mentioned the Dongyun army's sneak attack on Black Borneo ten years ago... Beihe Cangyi and the other two were so scared that they were sweating all over and almost knelt on the ground.

The shouts of killing shook the sky, and the garrison of the White Clam Port could not withstand the crazy attack of the Saint Ross people. They abandoned their weapons and fled in panic like a group of vicious dogs with broken legs. Although they all had short legs, they were well-trained soldiers after all, and they ran much faster than civilians.

They arrived later but were the first to arrive, quickly overtaking the fleeing Dongyun civilians and scattering into the jungle outside the port.

"Bang, bang, bang!"
The dull sound of large-caliber rifles rang out, and the heads and chests of the Dongyun soldiers who fled into the jungle exploded one by one, and their short bodies were repeatedly blown up by the high-powered bullets.

From all directions, extremely monotonous and cruel gunshots were heard everywhere.

The fleeing Dongyun soldiers fell to the ground one after another. In an instant, more than three thousand Dongyun soldiers were knocked down by the cold guns in the woods.

The fleeing Dong Yunbing suddenly stopped.

They looked in horror at the jungle where miasma was rising and the light was much darker than the outside world. They stood there like wooden stakes, not knowing what to do.

In the back, the Saint Ross soldiers howled, drank strong liquor, and chased after them while waving their weapons.

Ahead, dull gunshots continued to be heard in the jungle.

The shooter's shooting skills were extremely accurate. With every gunshot, one of the Dongyun soldiers standing at the edge of the jungle would have his head or chest blown open by a bullet.

There were sharp whistling sounds in the sky, and dense artillery shells fell, continuously landing among the fleeing Dongyun people.

The ground was covered with flames from exploding shells, circles of white shock waves swept in all directions, and large flakes of blood mist spread evenly in all directions, soon painting the ground blood-red.

Suddenly, a shocking explosion came from the distant hillside.

The three armor-piercing shells from the Prince Frederick blasted through the permanent coastal artillery position on the hillside, and the shells hit the ammunition depot below. God knows how much ammunition the Dongyun people have stored in the ammunition depot. There was a loud bang, and the flames almost covered the entire mountain. The upper half of such a large mountain exploded.

"It's over!" Nanshan Qingye fell to the ground: "It's completely over!"

Without the threat of the coastal artillery, a large number of Saint Rose passenger ships in the sea far away approached the White Clam Port like bulls in spring. The passenger ships completely ignored the port's operating regulations and crowded onto the dock one by one.

Large groups of Saint Ross soldiers jumped onto the shore cheering, raised their wine bags and took a few gulps, then started charging while waving their weapons.

Three hours later, the Saint Ross army completely occupied all strategic locations in the White Clam Port. This important port, which the Dongyun people spent several years to build, was officially and completely fallen.

(End of this chapter)