72 Prairie Silicate Beetle (2)
"Kill without mercy!" the two forces immediately clashed with each another to announce the start of the battle.
With his thirty calvaries forming a long sweeping plank to creates the first opening, Guan Yi and Ka-Ba followed from behind. Their action was like a cork stuck into the opening gap to stop it from closing.
Armed with the Ashen War Gauntlets, Guan Yi and Ka-Ba's attack are comparable to a 250kg weight battery ram. Each fist they sent received a cry in return, but that was not enough.
Two hundred infantries and thirty calvaries are too undersized to fight against 30,000 Prairie SIlicate Bettles known for their amazing defensive ability. Even Mu Qing Lang's vanguard calvaries are left with fifteen members, with half of them died in this one against a thousand opponent's battle.
The infantries weren't doing well themselves. That charge took two hundred Prairie Silicate Beetles down from one stroke, but in return of that kill, ten young orc soldiers fall.
The fight continues for two hours before both sides retreated for now. 3,000 Prairie Silicate Beetles fallen in this fight, along with twenty-three out of thirty calvaries, and six squadrons of infantry. While the Prairie Silicate Beetles is still left with 27,000 strong, Mu Qing Lang has 290 soldiers and 27 calvaries left in hand.
Out of 400 infantries, 50 remains behind the enemy protecting the cave with Han Yu, and one hundred is defending Eastern Changzhou. At most, Mu Qing Lang can only mobilize 190 infantries out with 27 calvaries, which is far too little to be compared to the 27,000 monsters.
And to make the situation worse, there are more and more war refugees coming to Eastern Changzhou to escape from the war. The previous settling offer Mu Qing Lang used to persuade people to migrate to his establishment backfired in a very upsetting way.
But no matter how, the door for outside people to come into Eastern Changzhou cannot be closed. This battle is going to be a costly one, in term of the number of able soldiers. The more people he absorbed into Eastern Changzhou, the easier it is to replenish the sacrificed soldiers after the battle.
"Milord, there are twenty members from the Southern side Prairie Goblin Tribe is here." Han Xi came to report. Although he can make the decision without consulting Mu Qing Lang, a proper report stills show how serious is Han Xi with his job.
"How's their condition? Make sure they're fed and given the Small Xian Pill before questioning the situation on where they came. For those with serious injuries, provide them with Recovery Ointment." Mu Qing Lang nodded. Up until now, the number of refugees inside Eastern Changzhou has increased from 30 people to 320.
Although he's happy with the numeric value, Mu Qing Lang cannot help but apply a certain level of security measure on the refugees. Furthermore, it was not only human, goblins and orcs refugees came to them, but along with an unusual tribe rarely seen in this Chang Emperor Prairie.
Prairie's Sand Marten Tribe.
Each of their members was about the size of an adult labrador hound, covered with brown sand-colored hair capable of trapping the grains of sand as they move around.
As a mammalian tribe, the Prairie's Sand Marten gave birth to their next generation. Similar to the goblins with 30 days pregnancy period, a single female marten can give birth to between eight to ten little baby martens, which capable of reaching their adulthood in six months.
And leading this tribe is one of their best elites, the Black Sand Marten. The followers are mostly Brown Sand Martens, with 8 of them being female and two males. Unfortunately, the baby martens failed to struggle through the escaping ordeal and passed away one after another on their trip towards this sanctuary of protection.
As they were not a humankind-type creature, their eleven of them weren't included in the list of 320 refugees. Luckily, Prairie's Sand Marten is known for their ridiculous production rate. Except that, they're also known to be an expert in agriculture due to their highly versatile limbs.
Thus, allowing the eleven of them to handle Mu Qing Lang's precious Greenland Firesilk Plant is the best way he can exploit them and their specialties.
"Bzz... Bzz..."
"JIJIJI!"
"Milord, the Prairie Silicate Beetle is attacking!" Guan Er came forward to report.
"Get everyone in position. I will be there in ten minutes." Mu Qing Lang delivered his instruction and returned to the WUYI Saint Carriage. With Yulin steering it, he went straight to the Inventory Chest and took the two packages out.
[Toot!]
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[*Fire-Powder*]
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The Information Table faithfully display the information once Mu Qing Lang tapped on the only new selection available.
[Toot!]
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Fire-Powder [Unranked]
Evaluation: a Highly dangerous ingredient that capable of pushing the destructiveness of Spiritual Threads tenfold
Condition: Perfect condition. This material can be made into excellent explosive after binding with (2) Solid Methane Fuel and (100) ml worth of Binding Solution
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Information: Armed and ready to ignites at any moment, the Fire-Powder is capable of delivering destruction force enough to leave a crack on the wheel of WUYI Saint Carriage when charged fully. (1), (5), and (10) Spiritual Threads can be injected into the package to deliver 10kg wide range destructive force, capable of covering 1 meter, 5 meters, and ten meters radius. The higher the number of Spiritual Threads injected the longer the countdown.
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"So... I can make two pieces of explosive to be used in the next fight. Coincidently, I can use this chance to test what this weapon can do." Mu Qing Lang immediately prepares the ingredients needed to assemble the two explosives about the size of a cigarette box.
And because this world's Spiritual Energy is somewhat capable of many traits, using it as the spark to detonate the explosive became possible.
"Milord, there are about 25,000 Prairie Silicate Beetles participating in this battle. Using its sensitiveness in the smell a sharp sight, the Ashen Wolf King reported a guessed figure to Mu Qing Lang.
"First, they retreated in the middle of a battle although they're winning the fight. Second, I'm very sure that the land of Chang Emperor Prairie treated everything in equal..." Mu Qing Lang stares at the battlefield crowded with the Prairie Silicate Beetle.
Perhaps the others did not notice them because they're looking at the matter differently but, it is impossible to see the battlefield seems so clean after a battle in the morning!
"Milord, did you notice something?" Yulin is used to Mu Qing Lang's habit while he's thinking something in mind. When something came up in his mind, Mu Qing Lang will unconsciously stare at the ground below while his mind wandered somewhere else.
"The Prairie Silicate Beetles practices cannibalism. For the sake of keep living, they ate their own companion's corpses that failed to survive through the battle. If this is how they behave, I know what we can do..." Mu Qing Lang took the explosive out from his waist pouch.
"Qing Yi, replace this as your arrowhead. Fire them when I gave the order." Mu Qing Lang gave the two explosives to Qing Yi.
"Mu Qing, Mu Lang, Mu Xing, are you ready?" Mu Qing Lang turned his attention to the three young goblin elites about one and a half meters tall.
"We're ready!" the brats are all ready for the battle. With everyone armed from head to toes,
"Soldiers of Eastern Changzhou! Attack!" Mu Qing Lang shouts as the Ashen Battlewolf raised its front legs and brings Mu Qing Lang's vision on the battlefield three meters higher!
"KILL!!!" no tactics is needed in this battle. With the lack of trained soldiers, it was pointless to plan for a tactic anyway. In total, 218 soldiers included himself charged into the battlefield and immediately breaks the rank of the Prairie Silicate Beetles.
"JIJI!" the beetles tried to communicate as if they're trying to execute a plan to defeat the soldiers, but with the soldiers not thinking about their retreats, the attack became two times fiercer.
"Continue! Continue forward!" Guan Er ordered and led the hobgoblins further to attack. And in return for the recklessness, less than ten hobgoblins survive the trip to the middle of their enemy ranks.
"Qing Yi! Arrow!" Mu Qing Lang released the Jian on his right and requested for the first arrow.
"Milord!" Qing Yi extends the tip of explosive to Mu Qing Lang to inject some Spiritual Energy inside.
"Ignited. Fire at the North-East!" Mu Qing Lang ordered. With ten strands of Spiritual Threads injected inside, the countdown should be in between ten to twelve seconds. This short twelve second is more than enough for Qing Yi to search for a target and releases the arrow.
"XIU!" the explosive arrow made it's way about fourteen meters away from them. When the countdown reaches zero, an explosion of ten meters wide radius and earthquake stops the entire battlefield.
"Master..." Qing Yi cannot believe the destructive force is actually brought by that small arrow with a cigarette box size explosive. Although the number of casualties of the explosion was only between a hundred deaths, the ten meters of the explosion radius is the main reason for the explosive to be used.
"JIJI!" the staggered Prairie Silicate Beetles were confused by the explosion and became free kills for the soldiers. Lack of resistance from them, the soldiers now turned into butchers busy handling them.
Who would have thought that a weird explosive is what it took to change the flow of this battle?
