Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong - Chapter 2938 1607: Different Battlefields and Unexpected Gains

Under the darkened night sky filled with rising smoke everywhere, there were flames soaring to the sky, earth-shattering magic explosions, deafening energy collision sounds, and soldiers’ battle cries resounding one after another, filling every corner of the battlefield.

In a spacious open area, there stood a massive silhouette, which was the enemy sky island that had just landed on the ground not long ago.

At a glance, the gigantic behemoth, towering hundreds of meters above the ground, was connected to the ground by several huge magic bridges, from which a dense wave of enemy soldiers were continuously pouring out, quickly gathering into large military formations on the ground, and marching towards the Cultivation Academy.

These aggressive enemy soldiers were not the initial 10 Broken Wing Tier 5 Army stationed here, evidently having arrived via the teleportation array to provide subsequent support.

Between the Cultivation Academy and the enemy’s landing site was a complex area including forests, rivers, and plains, now fully transformed into a raging battlefield.

Fifteen of our armies, led by the Dark Half-Elves, had already fully unfolded, fiercely battling those first descended Broken Wing Army.

On this vast battlefield, our forces and the enemy were almost mixed up, with the silhouettes of both sides’ soldiers fighting each other densely spread out, extending out of sight.

“Hahaha, we’ve finally broken through the defense of those Dark Half-Elves!”

At the edge of the forest, a Broken Wing Clan leader, his battle helmet lost somewhere, spat disdainfully and said grimly, “A bunch of fools courting death. If our goal wasn’t to rush to the Cultivation Academy to aid our King, we would have slaughtered them all!”

However, despite the Broken Wing Clan leader speaking as if he had achieved victory, judging by his dusty and disheveled face and the worn-out appearance of the trembling soldiers behind him, it was clear they had just endured a bitter battle.

More accurately, they were fighting while retreating, barely breaking through the Dark Half-Elves’ defensive line amid the chaotic battlefield.

Not long after descending from the sky island, they encountered an ambush by the Dark Half-Elves and other allied forces, leaving them momentarily in disarray.

Although they quickly regrouped and engaged in close combat with the Dark Half-Elves, what greeted them was a purgatory-like battle.

In the instant the two sides clashed, the Dark Half-Elf warriors vanished into the shadows, disappearing instantly before their eyes.

Before they could react, catastrophic screams began to echo across the battlefield formations.

Agile figures weaved between the lights and shadows, wielding thin swords with formidable penetrating capabilities, piercing through energy barriers and stabbing into the weakest junctions of armor, causing unprepared Broken Wing Clan soldiers to fall one after another, not even seeing their opponents before life left them.

Though these Broken Wing Clan soldiers reacted swiftly, soon standing back-to-back to prevent being backstabbed by the Dark Half-Elves, when they finally stabilized their formations to prepare a counterattack, the Dark Half-Elf soldiers in black armor had already retreated back into the shadows, disappearing from their sight.

In repetitive cycles, after several rounds of attacks, despite their remarkable tenacity and barely maintaining their formations without collapse, their losses were still heavy, whereas the Dark Half-Elves suffered minimal casualties.

Just as they were being driven to despair, teetering on complete collapse, a turning point appeared.

Those Broken Wing Armies that hadn’t encountered the Dark Half-Elves quickly gained the upper hand, overwhelming other allied forces with relatively limited combat strength, causing originally impenetrable defensive lines to begin loosening.

Reluctantly, the Dark Half-Elf warriors had to divide their forces to provide assistance everywhere, helping unstable friendly forces secure their formations, which finally allowed this defeated group to catch a breath and eventually reach here.

“General, what should we do now?”

A sharp-featured Broken Wing Deputy General approached and asked.

“Naturally, we’re going to aid our King. I’ve heard a bunch of reckless rebels dared to provoke the Broken Wing Clan; they must be exterminated, or how else will we seize control over those inept forces?”

The Broken Wing leader grinned grimly and replied, “Once we’ve eradicated those rebels foolishly defying us, we’ll return to deal with those Dark Half-Elves, daring to target our Broken Wing Army. This General thinks the Dark Elf Kingdom is tired of living!”

“The General is right, those ignorant Dark Half-Elves are bound to face our King’s wrath. Once we invade the Dark Elf Kingdom, we’ll make them understand the consequences of provoking us!”

The Deputy General’s face showed a sinister expression, nodding repeatedly.

“It’s a pity; you will never get that chance.”

A cold, emotionless old voice sounded, and a gaunt shadowy figure in black armor appeared behind the two.

Before the startled pair could react, an intense blade light flashed, and they both fell, headless, onto the ground.