Zither Emperor Chapter 445 Chapter 138 Cheng Yaojin Strikes Halfway Part 1_

445: Chapter 138: Cheng Yaojin Strikes Halfway (Part 1)_1 445: Chapter 138: Cheng Yaojin Strikes Halfway (Part 1)_1 “Li Sha, reveal your true form,” Ye Yinzhu manded in a low shout, gathering his spirit and leaping off Zi’s shoulder.

Just as he had absorbed Li Sha into the Life Storage Ring, the situation around them changed once again, and what Ye Yinzhu had feared most had finally happened.

The summoning time was up.

The three Golden Behemoths, two Polar Ice Demon Apes, together with Zi, the six rank Nine Beasts that had reversed the course of the battle and helped them hold out until now, almost simultaneously vanished.

The battle formation, which could have broken out with Zi’s assistance, was suddenly engulfed in layers of encirclement.

There were now fewer than two hundred Milan Dragon Riders left—these were the last two hundred.

After a summoning, Ye Yinzhu would need some time to summon Zi again, but would the enemy give him that time?

Naturally, the answer was no.

The Three Hundred Grim Reapers on the outside immediately realized that something was wrong and launched a countercharge.

Although the bat strength of the five thousand Eric Minlong Riders had diminished greatly, the thirty thousand infantry who had been baptized by the Golden Behemoth had finally pleted the encirclement.

Trapped inside were two hundred, with three hundred outside, facing the remaining iron wall of more than twenty thousand heavy infantry, there was no longer any chance of escape.

At this point, Ye Yinzhu didn’t even have the mental energy to inscribe a Magic Formation on the spot.

A dead end, a plete dead end.

Tears slid down Haiyang’s face as she yelled hoarsely, “Yin Zhu, how can you be so foolish, why did you e back?”

Faced with the situation before him, Ye Yinzhu grew calmer, sighing softly, “Do you think I could abandon you and leave by myself?

Silly girl, since we’re destined to die, let’s die together.” As he said these words, he also sighed inwardly, Grandfather Xi Duofu, I’m sorry, but I can’t fulfill my promise to you.

Just then, several loud dragon roars suddenly echoed across the sky from afar.

The huge silver bodies were so conspicuous—four silver and one blue, five giant dragons appeared on the horizon, speeding towards them.

At the same time, the trembling earth heralded a massive army approaching at a shocking speed, led by none other than the elite Dragon Cavalry Corps of the Milan Empire.

Judging by sight, the number of Dragon Riders was at least three thousand.

Behind them, an army posed entirely of Heavy and Light Cavalry, at least twice the number of the heavy infantry encircling Ye Yinzhu and his troops.

Oliveira had returned, at last.

The arrival of reinforcements was like an injection of excitement into the hearts of the remaining fighters on Ye Yinzhu’s side.

The Three Hundred Grim Reapers immediately charged.

Explosive Green rank Douqi burst forth, and even as the Heavy Cavalry, turned into heavy infantry, tried to hinder them, not only did the seven Mages continuously cast spells, but every Death God Soldier gave one hundred and twenty percent.

Ye Yinzhu was their mander, leading them in life and death, always charging at the forefront, facing the mightiest of enemies.

And now, with their mander trapped in a heavy encirclement, how could they retreat?

Ye Yinzhu bellowed, “Milan Warriors, reinforcements have arrived, as long as we hold on, there is hope for survival.

Tighten the defense, Dragon Spears out.” The less than two hundred dismounted Dragon Riders quickly formed a battle formation.

Their last line of mental defense was frail, yet the arrival of reinforcements reignited their hope for survival.

People are like this, they may collapse quickly when there’s no hope, but as soon as hope appears, they bee reinvigorated, fully unleashing all potential in life.

Naturally, Haiyang noticed the shift in the situation, “Yin Zhu, let’s perform a trio.”

Ye Yinzhu nodded, looked at Haiyang, then at Xiang Luan who was also exhausted beside him, and the three sat down on the spot with their instruments in hand.

They were now gambling.

If the Dragon Riders around them could hold out until the reinforcements arrived, they would survive; otherwise, it meant destruction.

Ancient Zither, Zither, and Pipa, the three ancient instruments sounded again in the bloody night, the music so mournful amidst the battle formations.

The number of enemies was just too great.

The heavy infantry around them knew that once the Milan reinforcements arrived, they, without their mounts, would stand no chance, especially with five giant dragons in the air.

The Milan Dragon Riders summoned their last bit of spirit, yet, weren’t these heavy infantry also seizing the last opportunity to annihilate their foes?

Their nearly crazed assaults came like tides towards the remaining Milan Dragon Riders.

Wave after wave, almost every moment, a Milan warrior was engulfed by that surging tide.

The assistive effects of Divine Music Magic were formidable, but Ye Yinzhu was just too weary now, his power far from sufficient to bring out the true might of Divine Music Magic.

Although the trio’s bined performance had a noticeable effect, in the face of the greatly unequal numbers in battle, the number of Milan Dragon Riders was still rapidly diminishing.

The giant dragons in the sky were getting closer and closer, and the last layer of the Milan Dragon Cavalry’s defenses had been reached.

Just then, the oning Heavy Infantry troops suddenly became disarrayed as a bright light flared up from the west of the Heavy Infantry.

Though Ye Yinzhu was playing the Ancient Zither, he was also keeping an eye on the surroundings.

He noticed that a troop had broken through from the west of the enemy.

Moreover, their approach was incredibly fast; these well-equipped enemy Heavy Infantry couldn’t delay them even for a second.

The bright globe of light was clearly the glow of Douqi.

The Douqi light was neatly organized, mostly yellow with some purple mixed in.

Where the Douqi pointed, blood splattered, as they brutally carved a bloody path, rapidly advancing towards their own side.

There were not many in this army, but their bat strength was extremely formidable.

Apart from the lack of ferocious murderous aura like that of the Three Hundred Grim Reaper, Ye Yinzhu found that the bat strength of this troop was even above that of the Three Hundred Grim Reaper.

Were they Milanese?

But since when did the Milan Empire have such an army, and even if they did, it was impossible for them to appear at this time!

The five giant dragons in the air were getting ever closer, and the thundering sounds of the reinforcements’ hooves also became clearer and clearer.

But just at this moment, the Milan Dragon Cavalry around Ye Yinzhu finally collapsed.

The last five Dragon Riders were almost simultaneously turned into mincemeat by the enemy’s Heavy Swords.

The onrushing tide formed by the Heavy Infantry had finally reached the trio.

With a roar, Ye Yinzhu’s Ancient Zither emitted a strong humming noise, and seven Sound Blades burst forth in seven directions as he spun in place.

This was Ye Yinzhu’s last bit of strength.

Although the faint purple glow flickering from the High-Frequency Sound Blades was far from as powerful as when he was in peak condition, how could these Heavy Infantry match a Zi rank Powerhouse?

When the seven Sound Blades struck out, the oning enemies fell like wheat before the scythe.

However, Ye Yinzhu was not excited by this; instead, his heart sank to the bottom because he knew that even if he could stop the next wave of the enemy charge, he couldn’t protect Haiyang and Xiang Luan anymore.

At this critical juncture, Ye Yinzhu first thought of the Life Storage Gem.

If he could take Haiyang and Xiang Luan into the gem, even if he died, they would still have a chance to survive.

Without any hesitation, Ye Yinzhu took out the gemstone from the Sumeru Divine Ring.

With a flash of light, Xiang Luan, who was closer to him, was taken into the gemstone.

Just as he was about to put Haiyang into it as well, he felt a wave of weakness throughout his body.

The Spiritual Imprint inside him trembled violently and failed to succeed.

Using the Life Storage Gem also required spiritual power.

Normally, this would not be considered a significant expenditure for Ye Yinzhu.

But at this moment, he was approaching burnout.

His remaining faint spiritual power couldn’t even bring Haiyang into it.

With no alternatives left, Ye Yinzhu summoned Augustus’ sword, which he received from Tower Master Aubrey, from the Sumeru Divine Ring and positioned his own body in front of Haiyang.

As his spiritual power was exhausted, he still had the last tenth of his Douqi left.

Before his death, he would not let anyone harm Haiyang.

The Heavy Infantry charged forward once more.

This time, it seemed they had discerned Ye Yinzhu’s condition, especially when they saw the Longsword in his hand flickering with a milky white radiance, a greedy light shone in the eyes of each of them.

Even if they did not know it was a Divine Artifact, they could guess the strength of this weapon.

And capturing Ye Yinzhu, the mander, would be a significant acplishment.

Zi Zhu Douqi, the weak Zi Zhu Douqi infused into Augustus’ sword, emitted a yellow glow due to the insufficiency of Douqi in his eyes.

Ye Yinzhu’s attack had lost the luster of a Zi rank, but despite this, the sharpness of Augustus’ sword still slit the throats of a dozen or more Heavy Infantrymen who rushed forward.

But Ye Yinzhu was also struck by their Heavy Swords several times, his Amethyst Armor already shattered.

The intense impact forced him to spit out a mouthful of blood, which splattered on Haiyang’s pristine Magic Robe.

With Augustus’ sword supporting Ye Yinzhu’s body, the ferocious gazes of the surrounding Heavy Cavalrymen had bee blurred before his eyes.

The last trace of his consciousness kept him from falling.

At this moment, Ye Yinzhu heard the sound of Douqi breaking through the air.

Amidst the intense humming, numerous splendid Douqi light shadows surged forth.

Ye Yinzhu instinctively swung his sword to block, but found that these Douqi were not directed at him.

The Heavy Cavalrymen around him continued to scream in agony.

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