Lord Game: I Have 100 Million Talents-Chapter 52 - 48: Giant Wave! Charge! An Unstoppable Torrent of Demon Beasts

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Chapter 52: Chapter 48: Giant Wave! Charge! An Unstoppable Torrent of Demon Beasts

Gale was filled with confidence, but he had no idea that his every move was being clearly observed by the Little Owl, which was circling invisibly under the forest canopy.

Moreover, thanks to the Little Owl’s incredibly efficient reconnaissance, Qin Feng had a complete grasp of the battle plan Gale had just devised.

’Cavalry heading north?’

’Is he planning to strike directly at my home base?’

’Then, he’s splitting his infantry into four hundred-man squads. One for a frontal Strong Attack, while the other three will insert themselves on the other three sides of Zhao Chuan’s territory to form an encirclement... He’s trying to block off all my escape routes?’

’Heh!’

’Quite the extermination plan!’

’Are all the people in this Player Alliance reincarnations of Uluru, the Calamitous Loner?’ 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

’Do they enjoy being murder-hobos this much?’

With that thought, Qin Feng sighed helplessly. If he didn’t know friendly veteran players like MC, who treated newcomers with such genuine kindness, he would probably think there were no normal people in this "Lord Game."

After all, killing a player only awarded you 10 Dragon Drills.

And destroying the enemy’s Lord’s Hall, at most, would only let you absorb fifty percent of the materials stored in their warehouse.

For such a paltry profit... was it worth sacrificing the life of a fellow countryman?

It was like those tryhard players in certain games who, for a measly fifty thousand Haf Coins, would go to a trade bridge just to steal someone else’s resources. What was the point?

The moment you risk your ancestors’ graves just to finally steal fifty thousand worth of resources, your parents in heaven would probably be so ashamed they’d flip their own coffin lids open, wouldn’t they?

Hah.

Whatever.

The world is a big place; there’s no shortage of scum.

Since you’re so eager to take my life, don’t blame me for turning the tables and grinding you into the dust.

...

"All Ratman Warriors, mount your Forest Wolves! Advance east with me at full speed and crush any enemies that appear there!"

"You few Fire Foxes will remain here for now."

"One of you, stay in the Lord’s Hall and continue the building demolition procedure."

"The rest of you, disperse to the perimeter and stand guard."

"If you spot the enemy’s main force arriving later..."

"...immediately send a danger signal to alert your comrades, then abandon this position without hesitation. Break out through the eastern area and hide in the dense, complex forest."

"The enemy’s forces have no Cavalry, nor do they have any archer-type soldiers skilled in Ranged Attacks. With your speed, you should be able to shake any pursuers..."

Soon, the orders were given. Qin Feng vaulted onto a Desert Giant Wolf and led the massive, dark Wolf Pack Army behind him, galloping toward the eastern forest.

Meanwhile, the Little Owl beat its wings and soared into the sky. Its amber eyes locked onto the distant, squirming infantry formation, and it let out a clear, sharp cry from its beak, guiding the army along the most perfect interception route.

HOO-HOO! HOO-HOO! HOO-HOO-HOO!

(Lord! I’ve found the enemies! They’re right ahead in the woods! Super close!)

"Excellent!"

"Target sighted!"

Qin Feng abruptly reined in the Desert Giant Wolf beneath him, waving to the vast, dark mass of his army behind him and shouting:

"All Desert Giant Wolves, on my command! Activate the ’Giant Wave’ skill and charge forward! Find a way to tear open the enemy’s lines! Annihilate their front rank, again and again!"

Upon hearing the command, the pack of iron-gray beasts erupted in a deafening roar. Faint blue electrical light sparked along their spines as they surged forward like a tide of steel, crashing thunderously toward the hundred-man formation concealed by the shadows of the trees.

Then, Qin Feng raised a hand to halt the restless Forest Wolf Pack behind him, his voice cutting through the roars of the beasts:

"Don’t be hasty!"

"Slow your charge!"

"Circle on the perimeter and wait. Once the Desert Giant Wolves have completely shattered the enemy’s formation with ’Giant Wave,’ look for an opening to enter the fray and clean up!"

"If the enemy manages to regroup, retreat immediately! Don’t get caught in their formation and allow them to surround you!"

After a pause, Qin Feng continued:

"The rest of you Ratman Warriors, act on your own initiative. Deal damage if you can, but if you can’t, just protect yourselves. Don’t die here!"

"Remember!"

"As long as you don’t die!"

"I can pull you back from the hands of the Death God!"

"No one is taking any of you from me!"

"Now... charge!"

As he finished speaking, the charging formation of Forest Wolves in the woods suddenly accelerated. The Ratman Warriors on their backs leaned forward, their tightly gripped Longswords tracing cold, sharp glints in the sunlight.

"CHARGE!!!"

"KILL!!!"

"GREAT ANCESTORS!!!"

"WITNESS OUR VALOR THIS DAY!!!"

Accompanied by the deafening Battle Cries of the Ratman Warriors, the first wave of charging Desert Giant Wolves reached the enemy forces.

"Enemy attack!!!"

"We’re under attack!!!"

"It’s wolves!!!"

"A huge Wolf Pack of Demon Beasts!!!"

"Stop them!!!"

However, the Desert Giant Wolves’ charge was simply too fast. Their massive bodies, nearly three meters tall, were like out-of-control heavy tanks, instantly plowing several paths of flesh and blood through the enemy formation. Bone Blades and fangs tore through the air, and crimson arcs of light flashed through the woods with every slash of their claws.

One axe-wielding Warrior had just raised his Round Shield when a casual swipe from a giant wolf’s claw split him in two.

Before the severed limbs even hit the ground, the wolves that had activated ’Giant Wave’ had already used their momentum to burst through the enemy lines.

The next second, they wheeled around sharply in the woods. The iron-gray torrent, accompanied by a sharp shriek that tore the air, once again ground into the crowd. New paths of blood were carved over the old ones, turning the hundred-man squad’s formation into a tangled, bloody mess.

Now, in the gloomy woods, only the muffled crunches of giant beasts crushing ribcages and the drawn-out wails of the dying echoed through the trees.

But these Divine Chosen Soldiers, born to be warriors, were no pushovers.

They immediately thought of a way to counter it.

"Quick! Everyone! Re-form the defensive line—dammit! They’re too fast! There’s no way to stop them! We need to use the trees for cover!"

"Everyone, spread out! Don’t bunch up! And don’t try to meet their charge head-on! Find an opening and then attack!"

However, what they didn’t expect was that a pack of Forest Wolves and Ratman Warriors lay in wait behind the Desert Giant Wolves, waiting for this exact opportunity.

Activate Lord Skills!

Boiling!

Fear!

Fierce Wolf Advance!

Kill!

The second wave of the attack erupted like a clap of thunder. The suddenly appearing Forest Wolf Army fanned out to encircle them, and the Ratman Warriors on their backs strained to extend their Longswords, stabbing with all their might at the chests of the enemies before them.

In an instant, a grayish-brown cloud of dust rose in the woods. The entire world seemed to be reduced to nothing but blood and screams.

And the scattered Divine Chosen Soldiers were completely unable to mount an effective resistance before they were easily torn to shreds by the Forest Wolf Army, whose combat power had been temporarily boosted to match their own.

"Dammit..."

"We can’t win..."

"There’s no way we can win..."

"We’re doomed to die here today..."

"Now, all we can do is burn what’s left of our lives to injure them as much as possible and create an advantage for Lord Gale’s remaining forces..."

"Charge!"

"Brothers!"

"Let’s take them all down with us!"