Zither Emperor Chapter 543 Chapter 170 Grim Reaper Dragon Wolf Cavalry Part

543: Chapter 170 Grim Reaper Dragon Wolf Cavalry (Part 1)_1 543: Chapter 170 Grim Reaper Dragon Wolf Cavalry (Part 1)_1 In the rear of the Central Army, responsible for covering the retreat, was a force of five hundred.

Unmounted, they wore only simple light armor, mismatched in style and poorly aligned, resembling a ragtag militia.

Yet everyone knew that in terms of bat effectiveness, these five hundred would not be outshone by any of the other four forces, and could even surpass them.

This unit included the Mei Clan Master, Mei Rujian, and the Sect Leader Lan Qing—two Zi rank Powerhouses.

And those seemingly disorderly warriors each possessed the strength of at least a Fifth Rank Yellow rank Eastern Dragon, which is the Green rank of the Rainbow-grade.

It would be difficult for the nations of the continent to assemble such a force of five hundred, especially when they also wielded the unique Dong Long Martial Skills.

Of course, this was not the end of it.

Besides ground forces, Qin City had also dispatched an air force, one that would arouse the envy of any nation.

One thousand adult Horned Hawks with a wingspan of over four meters soared high in the sky, led by a rank 8 Giant Water Dragon—on which sat Oliveira.

Since the Horned Hawk King did not participate in this military campaign, the air force was manded by Oliveira.

Each of these Horned Hawks, already formidable in attack and faster than the giant dragons in flight, bore an Elf Soldier.

This partnership was a decision made by Ye Yinzhu after discussions with Anya.

The bat ability of the Horned Hawks was relatively weaker, so in order to strike the enemy more effectively and perfectly form this air force, every Horned Hawk was paired with an Elf Archer.

Elves and the Druid Clan were inherently close, and letting Elves ride the Horned Hawks met with no resistance.

This detachment of Horned Hawk aerial cavalry would bee one of the mysterious forces at Ye Yinzhu’s mand on their mission to East Milan.

For this campaign, Qin City truly deployed its elite forces.

Just counting those above the Zi rank, there were eleven individuals, including Ye Yinzhu, Zi, Ming, Glacis, three Golden Behemoths, two Polar Ice Demon Apes, and the two Sect Masters, Mei and Lan.

Oliveira was secretly amazed upon learning the exact roster.

He doubted the entire Flore Empire could boast so many Zi rank Powerhouses, not to mention among these powerhouse ranks at Ye Yinzhu’s mand were two rank Ten Magical Beasts.

If one bined the Elf Soldiers with the Horned Hawks and the Dragon Wolves with the Death God Soldiers, Qin City had exactly three thousand warriors for this campaign.

This force prised members from the four dominant Druid Clans, Behemoth Beasts, Dragon Wolves, the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans, and Three Hundred Grim Reaper Warriors—an elite among the elite.

Seeing the powerful fighters ready for battle, Oliveira firmly believed in Ye Yinzhu’s promise.

Although they represented less than ten percent of Qin City’s population, it was undoubtedly the strongest force Ye Yinzhu could deploy while maintaining the city’s production.

With a resolute air, Ye Yinzhu raised the Phoenix Feather in his hand and pointed eastward, “Today is the first time Qin City is launching an offensive war.

Our enemy is the Flore Kingdom, located to the east of Ryuzakinus.

Flore has betrayed our ally Milan and now attacks in a time of vulnerability.

For the overall strategy, for our ally’s victory against the invading foe, we must hold back Flore Kingdom’s assault on Milan.

Advance.”

Without over-sentimental rhetoric, this mixed force from Qin City showed utmost trust and respect toward Ye Yinzhu, who reversed a desperate situation with the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

At the sound of the Dragon Wolves howling, the vanguard of this three-thousand-strong mixed army set out, a force without logistics or supplies on their journey.

At this time, no one could predict the oute of Qin City’s entry into the continent’s great war.

However, later generations would hail this as one of the most astute decisions of the Zither Emperor.

The mighty army set out with extraordinary speed.

As each race’s elite forces, apart from the Claw Druids who moved slightly slower, the rest could be described as swift as the wind and as fast as lightning—especially the Horned Hawks in the air and the Dragon Wolves on the ground, who would have outpaced the others long ago if they had not deliberately held back.

The Behemoth Beasts progressed with steady strides, since the Mages, of course, and also a hundred small-statured Goblins rode on their shoulders.

These Goblins, not counted among the bat ranks, were crucial to Ye Yinzhu’s overall tactical arrangements as the thirty freshly-forged Goblin Rippers were currently held within his Sumeru Divine Ring, awaiting the Goblins’ control.

A flash of red, and a small head poked out from Ye Yinzhu’s clothing, looking around excitedly.

“Your Excellency, the Zither Emperor, what a magnificent sight!”

Ye Yinzhu gave a slight smile, “Red Spirit, are you bored in Qin City?” The one who emerged from his clothing was none other than the Red Essence, who attached itself to him.

Red Spirit was brought by Ye Yinzhu for an important purpose, as well as to utilize the flying ability it had granted him.

With a chortle, Red Spirit replied, “How could I be?

I’m quite content with life in Qin City.

At least there, everyone treats me as a friend, especially the Dwarf race and Goblin tribe—they’re quite kind to me.

I no longer have to worry about being hunted.

All this is thanks to you, Your Excellency.

I now consider Qin City my home.”

“Then I’m relieved,” Ye Yinzhu smiled.

Sura sat on the other shoulder of Dis, watching Ye Yinzhu talk with Red Spirit.

Her gaze became somewhat vacant.

He really wasn’t the same Yin Zhu from before; aside from elegance, Sura saw in him a dignity unique to those who held high positions.

Ye Yinzhu raised the Phoenix Feather in his hand, tracing a special symbol in the air.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose, and Oliveira, who was riding the Giant Water Dragon, managed to bring down his Magical Beast panion, flying above Dis’s head.

Perhaps because of the natural repulsion between dragons and Behemoth Beasts, Oliveira’s mount didn’t dare to descend too low.

“Yin Zhu, what’s the matter?” Oliveira asked.

Ye Yinzhu said, “Big brother, could you please use Magic munication to inquire about two things from your people in Milan?

First, tell the Milan Eastern Legion that we should arrive at the front lines within about seven days; they must hold on.

Secondly, could you find out about the current situation of the Northern Legion’s battle?

The bat between Marshal Martin and the two big tribes of Beastman should have already begun in full.”

Oliveira agreed with a nod, steering his Giant Dragon to ascend back into the sky.

Ye Yinzhu sending Oliveira to Qin City wasn’t solely because of their brotherly affection and Oliveira’s ability, but also to facilitate munication with the Milan Empire more conveniently.

After all, Nina was not likely to share the codes for Magic munication of the Milan Empire with him.

“Your Excellency, the Zither Emperor.” A somewhat pitiful voice suddenly arose.

Ye Yinzhu looked down and was surprised to find that this pitiful voice actually came from a three-meter-tall bald man.

“Glacis, what’s wrong?” Looking at the War Behemoth, Ye Yinzhu couldn’t help but feel amused.

Glacis rubbed his belly dejectedly, “Your Excellency, the Zither Emperor, could you give me something to eat first?

I’m so hungry I can barely walk.

Ever since I returned with you, I’ve never had a full meal.”

Looking at this fellow, Ye Yinzhu was speechless.

He thought to himself that Zi and Ming’s forms were not small either, yet none were as gluttonous as this guy.

Get enough to eat?

If he did, then the people of Qin City wouldn’t need to eat.

It was known that Glacis’s appetite was terrifying—he could eat in one day what would normally suffice for five thousand people.

Plus, he never knew when to stop eating.

He could consume ten times his amount in one go and store it in his body.

That was what he used to do within the Ice Ring, eating for several days and then sleeping for a fortnight.

But how could Ye Yinzhu allow him to do that in Qin City?

“Glacis, bear with it a little longer.

Once we reach the front lines, I will naturally let you eat your fill.

The rations I brought this time wouldn’t even be enough for one of your meals.

If I gave them to you, what would the others do?”

Glacis knew about his enormous appetite and cast several more pitiful glances at Ye Yinzhu, whispering, “Actually, Your Excellency, the Zither Emperor, those guys with green hair look quite delicious to me.

I like that leafy fragrance on them.”

Ye Yinzhu was at a loss for words.

He actually wanted to eat the Tree Spirit Druids.

Needless to say, Ye Yinzhu knew that with his abilities, Glacis could easily wipe out a contingent of five hundred Tree Spirit Druids by himself.

This guy was clearly so hungry that he had bee indiscriminate in his food choices.

His expression darkened, “Glacis, remember this well: everyone around you is our ally, our partner.

I would rather starve to death than allow you to harm them.

With the energy reserves in your body, you can last another seven days without any problems.

I promise you, once we get to the front lines, I’ll let you eat your fill in one go.”

Glacis, looking into Ye Yinzhu’s stern eyes, could only reluctantly promise, “Alright then, I’ll endure.

Who asked me to have such a big belly.

This is real agony!”

Sura laughed out loud and said, “Yin Zhu, that’s really not fair of you.

You ask him to help you fight a war, but you don’t feed him enough.

Isn’t that a bit wrong?

If any country could have a Divine Beast like him, they would probably go broke trying to satisfy his appetite.” (To be continued, for further information, please log in to , more chapters available, support the author, support genuine reading!)