The tide of defeat collapsed like a mountain!
Even those words were not enough to describe the scene on the battlefield!
This was nothing less than a massacre, a horrifying massacre!
Countless Silver Alliance soldiers fled desperately.
The barbarian soldiers had always been brave, fearless of death. But at this moment, every one of them was terrified out of their wits, their courage shattered as they fled for their lives.
However…
Running was completely meaningless, because no one could outrun the centaurs.
The moment the centaurs raised their slaughtering blades, their brutal nature was revealed without restraint.
Most of the time, they did not even bother using sabres or greatswords. They simply trampled their enemies beneath their iron hooves or smashed into them with their enormous bodies.
Only now did Lanyling understand why every centaur warrior wore such heavy armour. It was not to protect themselves at all, but to smash their enemies into pieces.
Some sets of heavy armour even had ram spikes attached.
No words could describe the miserable fate of the Silver Alliance soldiers.
“Bang…”
Loud crashes echoed continuously.
Those were the sounds of bodies being struck.
When a centaur charged at full speed, it could cover over forty or fifty metres every second, and each one weighed more than five tonnes.
It was like being hit by a heavy lorry travelling at one hundred and eighty kilometres per hour.
Their bodies exploded into pieces before they could even let out a scream.
Those trampled beneath the hooves suffered an even worse fate, crushed into the ground until they became piles of mangled flesh.
Six thousand centaurs relentlessly hunted every enemy they could see.
Across the battlefield, fewer and fewer Silver Alliance soldiers remained alive.
Across this battlefield that stretched for hundreds of thousands of square metres, blood stained the sky crimson.
Seeing this slaughter, every trace of Prince Consort Nai Shu’s arrogance and superiority disappeared completely.
His entire body turned icy cold, cold sweat pouring from him.
The scene before him told him one thing.
He had lost!
He had suffered a devastating defeat!
Victory had been only one step away!
His army had been about to sweep over the Flame Demon Tribe like a tidal wave.
Once they broke through the tribe’s defences, he would have ordered everyone inside slaughtered, erasing the name Flame Demon Tribe from the world forever.
After that, he would simply leave as though nothing had happened.
After all, this place was too small, too insignificant. His true world was Rakshasa City. He was Princess Sha Yan’s husband, the Rakshasa King’s son in law.
This battle was supposed to be nothing more than a tiny decoration in his glorious life.
Yet…
That insignificant victory had suddenly become impossibly distant.
Just when victory was within his grasp, Lanyling appeared with several thousand centaurs.
In only one minute, his seventy thousand soldiers were completely defeated!
It had really taken only one minute!
Lanyling led several thousand centaurs straight through his seventy thousand troops, and the battle was over.
His seventy thousand soldiers had not even held out for one full minute.
The entire battle lasted only one minute.
Because what remained on the battlefield was no longer battle, only slaughter.
Lanyling had done it on purpose. He must have hidden nearby with the centaur army, waiting until Nai Shu stood on the verge of victory before charging out to steal it away, slapping him viciously across the face.
“Ah… Ah…”
The slaughter continued, though the screams became fewer and farther between.
The griffin riders who still had their mounts fled desperately.
The surviving chieftains also scrambled onto griffins and escaped in panic.
No one paid any attention to the Prince Consort of the Rakshasa King anymore. Everyone thought only of saving themselves.
“Master, is he your enemy?” Khan Xieli asked, his cold gaze locked onto Nai Shu.
Lanyling nodded.
“I will bring you his head!”
The five metre tall, ten metre long, ten tonne Khan Xieli instantly accelerated, drawing two enormous swords as he charged at Nai Shu.
Nai Shu’s face twitched as he stared at the charging Khan Xieli.
“Centaurs, your end is coming. Your entire race will be exterminated!”
Riding the royal griffin, Nai Shu soared into the sky, hovering a hundred metres above the ground.
His eyes were filled with hatred and venom as he looked down at Lanyling and the countless centaur cavalry covering the mountains.
“Lanyling, remember this! I will return soon. And when I do, I will lead a million strong army. Your centaurs and your Flame Demon Tribe will be wiped from this world forever!” Nai Shu declared, every word filled with unprecedented hatred and determination, as though carving each syllable into the land itself.
Then he urged the royal griffin onward, disappearing into the distance.
Khan Xieli roared with rage, bitterly regretting that he had no wings.
“Roar…”
He reared onto his hind legs and let out an earth shaking roar toward Nai Shu in the sky.
The griffin beneath Nai Shu suddenly shuddered violently, coughed up a mouthful of blood, then beat its wings even harder as it fled.
…
Scattered slaughter still continued.
On the walls of the Flame Demon Tribe, every defender stood frozen in shock.
From the very moment Lanyling appeared with the centaur army, they had almost turned to stone.
When joy and ecstasy reached their absolute limits, they became numb.
Everyone simply stood silently upon the walls, watching everything unfold.
No one saw the battle more clearly than they did.
Just as despair consumed them, just as destruction seemed inevitable, Chieftain Lanyling appeared leading the centaur army.
When he led the centaurs in their lightning charge, every Flame Demon Tribe soldier upon the walls felt their bodies trembling and going numb.
It was no longer the feeling of hot blood boiling.
It was something close to awe.
That feeling reached its peak when the centaur army smashed through the enemy formation of seventy thousand soldiers.
This was true violence turned into art.
This was true annihilation, true overwhelming domination.
At that moment, they no longer had time to feel relief at surviving.
What remained was only absolute shock, a trembling that reached from the depths of their souls to every pore of their bodies.
Chieftain Lanyling had returned like a king!
At the very brink of the tribe’s destruction, Chieftain Lanyling had once again created a miracle.
No.
A divine miracle!
At that moment, almost every Flame Demon Tribe soldier believed with absolute conviction that Lanyling had been sent by heaven to save the Near Human race.
He was the incarnation of the Demon God.
…
As the sun set…
Not a single Silver Alliance soldier remained alive upon the battlefield.
This was true annihilation, the most complete annihilation imaginable.
Every enemy soldier had been killed.
Out of an army of one hundred and twenty thousand, fewer than two hundred escaped.
The Silver Alliance had committed nearly all its strength to this battle.
Now they were all dead.
Next year’s farmland of the Flame Demon Tribe would surely be fertile, because the earth had been covered by corpses and soaked in blood.
The battle was over, and darkness was approaching.
Lanyling turned to Khan Xieli.
“You and Second Generation, come into the city with me.”
“Yes, Master!”
Second Generation, still in the form of a horse, knelt down and invited Lanyling onto his back.
Even after becoming a horse, Second Generation remained unique.
He stood over four metres tall and stretched seven metres long, magnificently powerful, truly the king of horses.
Lanyling mounted this majestic warhorse and headed towards the Flame Demon Tribe.
“Creak…”
The enormous gates of the Flame Demon Tribe slowly opened.
Following behind Lanyling, Khan Xieli proudly passed through the gates into the tribe.
Inside, Suomo led over ten thousand soldiers and more than thirty thousand tribe members, all standing in neat formation.
Upon seeing Lanyling, Suomo planted his sword into the ground, knelt on one knee and declared, “Suomo greets the Chieftain!”
More than ten thousand soldiers followed suit.
“We greet the Chieftain!”
Over thirty thousand tribe members also knelt together.
“We greet the Chieftain!”
Khan Xieli also knelt on one knee, planting both swords into the ground.
“Xieli greets the Master!”
Outside the walls, all six thousand centaurs knelt in perfect order, swords planted before them.
“We greet the Master!”
Whether inside or outside the walls…
Not a single person remained standing.
Fifty thousand Flame Demon Tribe members and six thousand centaurs all knelt upon the ground.
Lanyling’s gaze swept across every face.
When a person stood before countless eyes filled with admiration, it truly felt as though some invisible power, some divine radiance, surrounded them.
He had never felt such a thing while serving Princess Zhiyan.
Not even after becoming Regent had he ever felt this light.
“My people of the Flame Demon Tribe, I proudly present to you the warriors behind me. They are my Whip of World Destruction, the mighty centaur warriors!” Lanyling shouted. “Centaur warriors, I proudly present to you the warriors before me. They are the great people of the Flame Demon Tribe, my people, the foundation of my civilisation!”
Raising his left hand, Lanyling declared, “My people of the Flame Demon Tribe will build a glorious civilisation. My Whip of World Destruction will destroy this world!”
“Long live the Chieftain!” the entire Flame Demon Tribe roared.
“Long live the Divine Lord!” all the centaur warriors bellowed.
Whip of World Destruction.
Every centaur warrior loved that title. Merely hearing it made their blood surge.
Lanyling continued, “Warriors of the Flame Demon Tribe, I must confess something. I returned ten days ago, bringing with me my Whip of World Destruction. But I did not appear. I watched as the Silver Alliance’s one hundred and twenty thousand soldiers attacked the Flame Demon Tribe. I watched our warriors fall in battle. Only when destruction stood before us did I lead the centaurs to reverse everything in an instant and crush our enemies!”
The entire Flame Demon Tribe listened silently.
“If I had appeared sooner, our warriors would not have been wounded. They would not have died!” Lanyling roared. “I allowed you to be wounded. I allowed you to die. Do you blame me?”
Every member of the tribe shouted with all their strength.
“Long live the Chieftain, long live, long live!”
Of course they did not blame him.
Because the Chieftain had given them glory.
Lanyling roared, “Yesterday and today, I am proud of you!”
“Long live! Long live! Long live forever!” the soldiers shouted until their voices became hoarse.
Urging the King of Warhorses forward, Lanyling galloped around the assembled soldiers.
“But this glory is only the beginning! Tomorrow I will lead you to plunder, conquer the entire Silver Alliance, destroy every tribe, and kill every person who refuses to surrender! I want the entire Silver Alliance. I want all twelve tribes trembling beneath our blades. I want every Rakshasa in the Silver Alliance kneeling before us, begging for mercy!”
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
Every Flame Demon Tribe soldier felt all their strength return, their blood boiling with excitement.
“Today’s victory is only the beginning!”
“Even the entire Silver Alliance is only our starting point!”
“I will lead you to destroy the entire Black Demon Banner!”
“I will lead you to conquer the entire Rakshasa Domain!”
“I will lead you in building the glorious Flame Demon Empire!”
“I will lead you to unite the entire Southern Wilderness!”
“I will lead you to destroy the whole world!”
Lanyling poured every ounce of strength into his roaring declaration.
“Roar! Roar!”
Every centaur warrior pounded their chests while roaring wildly.
For in centaur legend, their destiny had always been to destroy the world, to let their iron hooves trample every corner of existence.
The people of the Flame Demon Tribe were equally overwhelmed with excitement.
“Destroy the world! Long live the Chieftain, long live, long live forever!”
…
At this moment, no words could describe Gou Li’s agony.
Nor could any words describe the regret within her heart.
Why had things turned out like this?
She had believed Lanyling was finished.
She had believed the Flame Demon Tribe was doomed.
So she had betrayed him without hesitation.
Not only had she betrayed him, she had even tried to kill A Li and seize Di Na and little Ya Ya as hostages to present to Nai Shu.
Yet before she had even touched a single finger of Di Na, she had been completely restrained by the Mirror Demon King.
Then Lanyling returned with his overwhelmingly powerful centaur army.
Within moments, the entire Silver Alliance army had been slaughtered.
When countless Flame Demon Tribe members knelt.
When every centaur knelt.
Gou Li truly felt that Lanyling was surrounded by a divine radiance.
He truly seemed like the Demon Emperor reborn.
She did not know why she felt this way.
But from the depths of her soul to every part of her body, she trembled.
She felt the power of faith.
When someone created one miracle, it might be coincidence.
Twice, perhaps still coincidence.
But three times.
Four times.
Five times.
Creating miracle after miracle.
That was no longer coincidence.
It was destiny.
Inside the cave prison, as Lanyling slowly approached, Gou Li felt her delicate body trembling uncontrollably.
Fear.
Trembling.
Reverence.
Along with countless emotions too complicated to describe.
“Why?” Lanyling asked quietly.
Gou Li’s face trembled.
Her knees gave way, and she dropped to the ground in a deep kneel.