Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God Chapter 1918 - 905: Decisive Battle Moment3

A small pancake unexpectedly brought tears to the eyes of many, as they tasted the flavor of their holand.

Guo Conglong couldn’t help but exclaim, "General Gaven is truly ticulous, he’s prepared everything perfectly. I really want to et him imdiately and thank him for saving our lives. If it weren’t for his pre-arranged plan, we would have already beco sacrifices for the Evil God Yan. Forget about tasting this delicious pancake, we wouldn’t even have seen the sunrise today."

"General Gaven’s plan is so tightly knitted that even our top strategists could not have achieved it."

"This is indeed the best strategy I have ever seen."

All the Soaring Dragon Slave Military Officers praised the general they had never t, full of gratitude.

Leading so many to escape was not a matter of luck in hindsight, but the result of a ticulously planned effort.

Though they were unsure of the final outco from last night, one thing was certain: without the ard ray fish aiding the breakthrough of other races’ slave soldiers, they wouldn’t have been so lucky. Many were killed by the Tukan people, becoming sacrifices for Yan.

They had fled far from the battlefield, yet looking back, they could still see the blood clouds rising, and Khan Yan demonstrating his divine power within the Goddess of Strategy’s God Kingdom.

Gaven’s Flying Dragon Legion placed its focus on assisting the Soaring Dragon Slave Soldiers. As for the other slave soldiers, they were left to their fate, hoping they could capitalize on the opportunity to break through.

General Batumihe, commander of the Tukan Army, quickly realized Gaven’s true tactical intent and ceased the relentless interception of the Soaring Dragon Slave Soldiers, shifting his focus to the slave soldiers of other races.

This Tukan general was proficient in the art of choice, preferring to secure successful murders and sacrifices rather than waste more effort on the Soaring Dragons, providing support for Khan Yan and Skambuhe National Master leading the Killing Vajra Lama.

In fact, Guo Conglong and his group were very fortunate. Had they been just a few minutes later, they might never have broken through.

This battle was initiated in the na of Khan Yan, and all the slaughter and death caused during this ti accrued to his account, whether they were slave soldiers or Tukan people.

When the blood of slaughter filled the battlefield, Khan Yan, trapped in the Gunboard Chess Bastion by the Goddess of Strategy, was invigorated as if injected with adrenaline, launching suppressive offensives against the Goddess in the God Kingdom and extending so influence over the real battlefield.

The gathered Power of Slaughter on the battlefield was not absorbed by him; instead, it was channeled into the bodies of the Killing Vajra Lama, recreating the earlier scene at Lake Asen.

Each Killing Vajra, towering seven to eight ters tall, charged onto the battlefield with unlimited ferocity.

In their presence, the slave soldiers had no ans to resist, many being struck down alongside their mounts, becoming new sacrifices for Khan Yan.

The Tukan people’s previously scattered morale instantly returned to a peak state.

This highlighted the Tukan Army’s uniqueness; they weren’t a typical secular force but an army of faith.

The will of such an army was polarized; as long as their object of faith persisted, even if their casualties far exceeded human limits, they wouldn’t easily crumble, and their morale could quickly be restored.

However, if their object of faith were to be destroyed, even if they maintained a complete structure, they could collapse on the spot.

When the two groups of Soaring Dragon Slave Soldiers combined forces, there were virtually no living slave soldiers to be seen on the battlefield of Tavelan City.

They either took advantage of the chaos to escape or were murdered and sacrificed.

Aside from the majority of the Soaring Dragon Slave Soldiers escaping, most of the other slave soldiers perished under the barrage of arrows.

After a night of chaotic fight and slaughter, the Tukan Army not only wasn’t fatally affected, but rather grew stronger.

They managed to eliminate a major security risk, preventing enemies from creating internal chaos among them. They were now either mindless Undead or Tukan people who were fiercely loyal to Khan Yan. In this foreign land where the world seed against them, they only had survival chances if they stayed united around Khan Yan.

In the turmoil, those who died, whether they were slave soldiers or Tukan people, soon stood up again, shaky but reanimated, becoming part of the Tukan Army once more thanks to the Power of Slaughter.

They were no longer re undead cannon fodder; among them were powerful Undead, like Ghouls, Demon Ghosts, and Death Knights.

From start to finish, the actual loss for the Tukan Army was those slave soldiers who escaped, totaling just over thirty thousand across all races.

No one had the ti to take a detailed count, and the Tukan people did not halt their offensive because of the slaughter and chaos; instead, they pressed the advantage with their entire force.

Once the main force of the Soaring Dragon Slave Soldiers escaped, Gaven’s Flying Dragon Legion decisively withdrew to Tavelan City.

Continuing further would endanger the ard ray fish.

The Tukan people were organizing their Elite and assembling army formations, not just one this ti, but as many as five.

With only one Earth Spirit Crystal Stone remaining, Gaven could no longer disrupt their Army Formation Soul. If they concentrated their fire, they might bring down the ard ray fish from the sky.

Rumble!

As the first rays of sunrise touched Tavelan City, the siege reached its most terrifying scene.

The Tukan’s Elite had finished assembling, forming five Armies of Ten Thousand, including two units of Iron Armored Heavy Cavalry and three units of Cavalry Archers, all stepping in unison, rumbling as they charged towards Tavelan City.

The Undead Army encircling the city made way for them automatically.