Chapter 2072: Chapter 213: Little Princess Zhao Yu of the Demonic Dynasty (2)
If no reinforcents arrive or no miracle occurs, the defeat of The Eighth Battalion is only a matter of ti.
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In the desolate Red Crystal Saline Land, under the scorching heat wave and the strange colored light reflected by the red crystals, an army of five to six thousand n is marching rapidly.
Every soldier in this army is clad in exquisitely crafted scarlet armor, adorned with the emblem of a red full moon. Each is mounted on a powerful Spirit seed warhorse. These horses have been specially trained, with great load-bearing capability, and are also armored from head to toe. From a distance, the n and horses appear like flowing red flas.
It is evident that this army belongs to the Red Moon Demon Dynasty, and it is composed of elites among elites.
The aura emanating from each soldier is profound and robust, with at least a mid-late stage Spirit Platform Realm cultivation base. So platoon leaders have even reached the Heavenly Human Realm, while Purple Abode Realm level generals are a common sight.
Even on the external battlefield, a battalion with such configuration is considered elite.
This battalion is one of the Red Armored Elite Battalions that protect the Demon Dynasty.
However, even at such a level, the battalion still marches on the ground when advancing rapidly, rather than flying through the sky.
After all, Spirit Platform Realm cultivators can only glide through the air for short distances, and flying consus a lot of energy, which their cultivation base cannot sustain during a long-distance march.
At the forefront of the battalion.
Several exceptionally majestic Level Seven Red Tigers are galloping amidst the warhorses.
These Red Tigers have strong and sturdy limbs, with rippling muscles when running. Their fur is sleek and glossy, covered with luxurious armor, clearly indicating mounts that have been carefully bred and trained from a young age.
It is obvious that those who have Red Tiger mounts have extraordinary status.
On the back of one Red Tiger, there are two saddles, one large and one small. The front saddle is very petite, and there are even guardrails around it, inside which sits a delicately carved little girl.
This little girl is, without a doubt, the Little Princess of the Demon Dynasty who appeared earlier.
Due to the long-distance march, her beautiful little outfit has beco wrinkled, her little face flushed from the temperature and sun exposure, looking slightly disheveled.
She grips the guardrail in front of the saddle, her little face puffed up with anger, even pouting: “Damn Shentu Jingming, bad Shentu Jingming, you promised to take to the external battlefield to see the world, yet made suffer so much. I’m exhausted and getting sunburned.”
Behind the little girl is a woman, riding as well, who is using her imnse Mysterious Energy to create a transparent protective shield, guarding the little girl in front of her.
She is a middle-aged woman in a simple, elegant pale lilac long dress, tall and slender.
She appears to be sowhat dated, but because of well-preserved care, does not look old. Her aura is restrained and serene, giving a considerably reliable impression.
Even so, no one dares to underestimate her.
The transcendent might that she exudes is as unfathomable as a vast ocean, invoking silent awe.
This middle-aged woman is the nanny specially arranged by the Demon Emperor to care for the Little Princess, responsible for her safety. Her original na is little known now, most people respectfully address her as [Granny Celestial Zither].
“Little girl, do you know the order of seniority? You should call Third Brother!”
On the Red Tiger next to her, Third Prince Shentu Jingming lazily glanced at her, his expression indifferent.
Unlike the little girl who appeared disheveled from the bumps, he was much more carefree. Even though his Red Tiger was charging at high speed, he maintained a nonchalant and relaxed posture, showing no sign of stress.
“I’m not a little girl~ The Old Ancestor just conferred the title of [Princess Zhao Yu], so you should call Princess Zhao Yu from now on.” The little girl protested angrily, puffed with indignation.
“Is having a title such a big deal? It’s like you’re the only one with a title.” The Third Prince rolled his eyes at her. “First, you were the one begging to take you to the outer regions to see the Demonic World. Second, you insisted that as a Prince and Princess, we should lead by example and not enjoy in the flying carriage while the soldiers run on the ground, insisting on joining the march.”
“Now that you’re suffering, you’re complaining. If you don’t like it, you can go back~”
“Shentu Jingming, I think you’re just mad because you suffered a loss at Demonic Base No.2 to the Little Demon Sovereign and took it out on .”
As the only Little Princess of the Demon Dynasty, Princess Zhao Yu grew up pampered. She was not afraid of Shentu Jingming.
She glared at him with fierce eyes, sneering: “If you hadn’t lost to the Little Demon Sovereign, we wouldn’t be thrown out to support the people of the Frost Moon Immortal Dynasty, forced to trek through this wretched salt flat.”
“You heard Wang Fugui might also be in the outer regions, wanted to see how many eyes and arms he had, and insisted on following.” The Third Prince retorted casually, “Also, I didn’t engage with the Little Demon Sovereign at Base No.2 for the sake of the bigger picture, as I have my considerations. It’s not because I’m afraid of him. You’re just a child, don’t speak nonsense if you don’t understand.”
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