Chapter 690 - 177: Great Victory
The three warrior brothers were naturally suited for the warrior profession, and with Lu Hong granting them access to the Array provided by the goddess of fate, their strength had advanced leaps and bounds in just a few decades.
Zoro was the highest-ranked among the three, having reached the pinnacle of the Third Transition of Thousand Battles.
The Third Transformation Skill had also been mastered under Lu Hong’s careful guidance.
For example, the Extreme Flash being released now, which gathered the power of all the Great War Masters of the Xiao Clan, was to maximize the damage of the skill.
The reason the Human Race lost to the Hundred Races firstly lay in their numerical disadvantage, and secondly in their tactics, as the Human Race still lacked experience in large-scale combat.
But the Xiao Clan was different, in the subsequent decade plus, Lu Hong had intensively drilled them with future military experience and combat tactics, and the warrior profession, after all, was inherently born for the battlefield. A mature professional system and clear coordination had destined the direction of this war.
Pedida was a high commander of the Andano race, one of the Hundred Races. In the second combined battle, he led his troops on a flank assault, laying an important foundation for the victory of the Hundred Races.
To commend his merits, the coalition’s highest command discussed and decided to allocate all the territories near Beixing Mountain to him, and, of course, he would also expel the Human Race inhabiting it.
Therefore, Pedida led his legion, a mighty force of more than three hundred and twenty thousand, marching towards Beixing Mountain.
Pedida utterly disregarded the Xiao Clan stationed at Beixing Mountain. According to the intelligence, this clan had never sent any forces to participate in the previous two combined battles. To him, a tribe that didn’t even dare send troops to battle was utterly weak; his army of over three hundred thousand just needed to set up their formation, and he guessed the Clan Leader of the Xiao Clan would kneel before him, begging for mercy, trembling in fear.
Hmm, to deal with those cowardly humans, first kill a portion to utterly frighten them, then harvest them again, leaving some able-bodied young men to mine the mountains, and keep some soft, tender girls for his own pleasure...
While Pedida was still lost in his fantasies, a silvery-grey Sword Qi howled down from the peak of the mountain.