Chapter 594: Giant Elephant Trampling!
At the same time, twenty mammoth war elephants had already charged to the front of the moat.
They simultaneously stood upright, raised their forelegs high, and then stomped down heavily—【elephant trampling】.
Twenty fan-shaped shockwaves exploded simultaneously on the ground, causing the earth to tremble violently.
The shockwaves from the trampling traveled upwards along the city wall, making the entire section feel as if it had been slapped hard by an invisible hand from its base.
On the city wall, the parry judgment was activated instantly. Those who failed to parry were sent flying and fell from the city wall with a scream.
Beside dozens of nooses, the demonic sect disciples who were drawing their bows were thrown off the city wall one after another, some falling directly into the moat and being pierced through by barbed iron stakes.
Those who managed to parry the attack weren't much better off; they all staggered and fell to their knees, some even unable to hold the bowstring steady.
Large gaps were exposed on the city wall.
"superior!"
The first centurion leaped onto the battlement, thrusting his halberd forward and piercing through a demonic sect disciple who was coming towards him.
Then came the second, the third, the tenth... hundreds of Qin soldiers simultaneously leaped onto the city wall at the end of the noose, engaging in a fierce battle with the outer disciples and servants on the wall.
Two hundred meters away from the city, tens of thousands of Qin soldiers stood in three rows, raising their crossbows simultaneously.
"put!"
The Qin crossbows fired at an extremely high speed, and the arrows rained down on the city walls in waves, like a never-ending black storm.
The demonic sect disciples who had just peeked out from the city wall to throw stones down were instantly turned into pincushions.
The third-stage awakeners suddenly accelerated, like streaks of light released from a bow, stepping on the shoulders of the soldiers, and in a few leaps they rushed up the city wall.
One, two, three...
Dozens of breakthroughs were simultaneously created.
The figure of the third-stage awakened one swept across the city wall like a ghost, flashing with the light of swords and spears, each move taking the lives of several demonic sect disciples.
The defenses on the city wall began to crumble, but dozens of grandmasters were already on high alert on the wall.
They stood in mid-air, their blood-red aura forming protective shields, their gazes coldly fixed on the third-stage awakened ones charging towards them.
A grandmaster clad in dark red armor held a blood-red spear, its tip pointed directly at a third-stage awakened individual charging at the forefront.
"The light of a firefly dares to rival the brilliance of the moon?"
He flicked his spear, and a crimson spear light burst forth from its tip, like a blood moon, crushing towards the awakened one.
The awakened one dodged to the side, parrying with his twin swords crossed in his hand.
"clang!"
The enormous impact sent him staggering back several steps, his arms going numb.
"So strong!"
The other three third-stage awakened individuals simultaneously attacked from three directions.
One man charged forward with a shield, another attacked from the flank with a sword, and yet another circled around to the rear, raising his iron whip high and slamming it down with a whooshing sound.
The four worked together seamlessly, launching a relentless offensive.
But the master merely sneered, sweeping his spear horizontally. The crimson spear light transformed into an arc of light, forcing back the shield-wielding Awakened One who was charging towards him.
At the same time, he flashed and appeared in front of the awakened one on the flank, thrusting his spear straight at him.
"break!"
The awakened one raised his sword to parry, but the spear's edge pierced through the blade, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound on his chest.
The awakened one behind him seized the opportunity to close in, and his iron whip, accompanied by a dull whistling sound, struck the grandmaster in the back.
"Snap!"
An outer disciple rushed forward, crashing into the whip's path and taking the blow with his back.
The iron whip slammed into his back, the crisp sound of breaking ribs was clearly audible, and a piece of his chest collapsed on the spot.
He didn't even utter a sound before collapsing behind the Grandmaster, but that one block bought the Grandmaster a split second.
His eyes flashed with bloodlust, and his spear shot out from under his armpit, sweeping away the Awakened One holding a whip behind him. The momentum did not diminish, and the spear's edge pierced through his flank, pinning the Awakened One holding a sword to the battlement by the shoulder.
"Kill them!"
The grandmaster roared.
Dozens of outer disciples and miscellaneous disciples rushed forward at the same time, surrounding the four third-stage awakened individuals.
A chaotic battle erupted atop the city walls, filled with the glint of blades, the shadows of swords, the gleam of spears, and the whirlwind of fists.
The grandmaster fought against four opponents alone, his spear moving like a dragon, each strike carrying a mountain-like sense of oppression.
The four third-stage awakened warriors coordinated perfectly. The shield-wielder stood at the forefront, holding fast to the spear, while the dual swords and longswords were positioned on the flanks, constantly launching attacks from the sides. The iron whip roamed the edge of the battle circle, waiting for an opportunity to sneak up from blind spots.
But the Grandmaster had the advantage in the air. He would sometimes leap into the air to avoid the encirclement of the shield and twin swords, and sometimes swoop down, his spear tip wrapped in dark red qi, like a falcon swooping down.
"boom!"
A spear thrust down from mid-air. The shield-bearer raised his shield to block it. The moment the shield collided with the spear's edge, cracks burst open like a spider web. The shield-bearer knelt on one knee, his knee slamming into the city bricks and creating a shallow crater.
"die!"
The grandmaster used the momentum to sweep across, and the crimson spear light condensed into a semi-circle, cleaving the shield-wielder and his shield flying away.
"Old Zhang!" The burly man with two swords looked furious, and with a quick movement of his swords, he pounced from the left like two enraged wild beasts.
"Don't panic! I'll go right, you go left!" The longsword awakener lowered his body, and with a flick of his sword, blocked the grandmaster's retreat from the right.
The Iron Whip Awakener had circled around to the rear, the whip curling along the ground toward the Grandmaster's ankle, about to lock his lower body.
The three attacks landed almost simultaneously.
The master merely snorted coldly, his spear swirling around him, transforming into a blood-red vortex that engulfed his twin blades, longsword, and iron whip.
"Overestimating one's abilities."
With a flick of his spear, the vortex exploded, sending the three Awakened Ones flying backward, spitting out blood.
"Go! All of you, go!" The outer disciples and servants around them seized the opportunity and swarmed forward, dozens of them surrounding the three awakened ones like locusts.
They were far weaker than the Awakened, but they had the advantage of numbers. They used knives, sticks, their bodies, and even their teeth, and charged at the four of them like madmen, just to hold them off for a moment.
"Get out of the way!" The burly man with two knives smashed one man's head with an elbow, then kicked another away, but the third man's knife had already pierced his lower back.
The Iron Whip Awakener wanted to save him, but as soon as he took a step, three hidden arrows shot out from between the people, forcing him back to his original position.
On the city wall, dozens of grandmasters used this tactic to hold back more than two hundred third-stage awakened warriors from the Beacon Fire Territory.
They didn't try to be aggressive or fight head-on; instead, they used their air superiority and the sheer number of their disciples to plug the gaps one by one and drag out the time.
The defense line was teetering on the brink of collapse, but it did not crumble.