Chapter 17: The Battle Begins!

  Admiring and envious eyes stood in two neat rows outside the gate.

  A suit of fine chain mail was worn over a beautifully crafted steel cuirass, and the sharp long spear in his hand shone brightly in the sunlight. Rabby, who had been struggling to stop Xia Zuo again, stood stupidly among the crowd, watching as the 46 fully armed Mankai warriors departed.

  The eyes were filled with incredulous light, the Saya tribe actually had so many fine steel armor and weapons, he simply didn't dare to believe his own eyes, if it weren't for the proud faces of the Mang people, they almost thought they saw a human army.

  Under the gaze of the crowd, forty-six warriors clad in heavy armor couldn't help but flash proud smiles at the corners of their mouths, especially when they met the envious and astonished glances of the wounded warriors from the other two tribes, making them even prouder to be members of the Saiya tribe.

  Children's arm-thick fine steel long spears with chain armor and plate armor. Afraid of not less than 100 kilograms, this is the training for a month, this weight of over 100 kilograms, to them has already been light as nothing.

  "Brothers, are you ready to show those humans our power?" With a suit of armor but no weapon in hand, Xia Zuo stood at the front of the troops, looking at the proud faces, and the warlike blood of the Saiya tribe began to boil within him.

  "Ready! Let those who dare to harm my fellow humans, feel the power of the Kampas beastmen!" Although there were only forty-five people, their roar was like a tornado that pierced through the clouds.

  "Alright, let's go!!" Xia Sha waved his hand and took the lead in setting off.

  Before this, they were just ordinary beastmen. Even Bi Gu and Ta La could only be considered as the guards of their own village tribe at most. But after this battle, the remaining people will become real Kampas warriors.

  In a mixture of awe and envy, the group of forty-six people quickly disappeared into the brilliant light rising from the horizon.

  Blue sky, yellow ground, scorching air makes the distant horizon somewhat distorted.

  Fully armed cavalry, in two neat rows, slowly emerged from the distant horizon, with bloodstains on their weapons and dented armor showing signs of brutal slaughter.

  "Captain, ahead is the last monkey tribe in this area. If they're not the ones who've been stealing from us, do you think we should retreat back to Sarnia?" The blond warrior, with a face full of fatigue, rode his horse up beside the burly captain, whose bare arms rippled with muscles, and whose brown eyes were filled with concern.

  The brutal slaughter vented the anger in his heart, and he gradually calmed down. After experiencing these two battles, the powerful individual strength of the Kampas beastmen made their physical strength severely depleted.

  What worried him even more was that with the captain's personality, he would not give up until he found those monkeys who stole their things. However, in order to find them, they had to venture deep into the territory of the Kampas Empire, where the beastmen were far from comparable to those on this desolate edge.

  Once a beastman warrior capable of using Dou Qi appears, their powerful strength is enough to keep all of them forever on the wasteland.

  And their current behavior will only provoke the wrath of the Beastmen, and once it triggers another war between humans and Kampas Beastmen, they will be the sinners of the nation.

  "That's enough, Parsons!" The burly man angrily interrupted Parsons' words of persuasion, his eyes bulging with bloodshot fury as he glared at Parsons. "No one can steal from Grimmo and go unpunished, especially not those savage fools!"

  What's more unbearable for Ge Li Mo than the loss is that he was actually played by some unenlightened, barbaric and ignorant monkeys.

  "Yes, Captain! I understand!" Grimmo's gaze made Parsons swallow the words on his lips again. Looking at Grimmo's back as he rode forward, he secretly sighed in his heart "Great heavens above, please don't let us run into a beastman who can fight..."

  The individual Campas beastmen are generally powerful, and once they comprehend the fighting spirit, their terrifying combat strength is even more incomparable to that of humans. This is also the reason why the Campas Empire can dominate the Campas Plateau despite having a population far inferior to that of humans.

  "Hmm..." Two giant boulders, each as large as two men, suddenly flew out from the small hills on both sides, whizzing through the air with a sharp piercing sound, and slammed into Gleam.

  "Captain, be careful..." Parsons' face changed greatly and he cried out in surprise.

  His worries were apparently unnecessary, Grimmo's face didn't change in the slightest, a cold hum escaped his lips as his fist wrapped in silver light struck out casually, and the boulder disintegrated into scattered gravel.

  On a small mound beside the cavalry formation, Xia Zha's eyebrows furrowed slightly. This Grimmo's strength was stronger than he had imagined.

  "Yo..." More than 40 riders stopped at the same time, looking towards the small mound on both sides, with a look of astonishment in every pair of eyes.

  Before they knew it, more than 40 figures appeared on the small mound, familiar armor and weapons, if not for those excited and frenzied faces of the Mongols, they would have thought they were an imperial army encountered in the wilderness.

  What surprised them even more than these monkeys wearing their equipment was that these stupid monkeys actually ambushed.

  "Foolish monkeys, you've finally come out!" As soon as they saw the equipment, the identity of these Mank beasts was naturally revealed. Grimuo let out a loud whistle, his body flashing with fighting spirit, and he leapt off his warhorse, his powerful legs crushing the stirrups to pieces. The warhorse let out a mournful cry as it charged towards the beastmen on the small hill.

  "Despicable humans, the great Kampa warriors have been waiting for a long time!" Xia Zuo raised an even larger boulder with both hands and smashed it towards Grimmo who was flying over.

  The Mongrelmen familiar with the wasteland wanted to find a cavalry on the gravel plain, it was simply too easy for them, they left too many things to track.

  They had discovered their tracks long ago, but Xia Zuo did not rush into battle and instead dragged it all the way here.

  Although they were fighting with the intention of a regular war, their opponents were all cavalry. Even if they weren't human knights, those armored warhorses, once they had enough distance, would charge forward with tremendous force, and it was likely that one wave could disperse them.

  After all, most of them are still just half-grown children who have only just started fighting, so they need a place that can bring people closer together and is not conducive to cavalry charges, and this is undoubtedly the best choice.

  "Boom..." A fierce impact, although the boulder shattered once again, but Grimmo's flying body was also blocked.

  "For the tribe, Kampas' glory, charge!" The warlike blood was boiling, and Xia Zao, who had been eager to do so, loudly roared, his eyes slightly red as he swiftly rushed towards Glimo.

  "Charge, slaughter these wild monkeys, and take back our things!" Although the enraged Gremio didn't have time to boost morale, Parsons' words were more attractive to these long-time border guards than so-called honor, compared to those gold coins taken by Xia Zuo.

  The mighty Mon'keigh warriors and human soldiers clashed together in a fierce collision, their powerful bodies encased in exquisite armor, sharp-edged weapons in hand, colliding with ear-piercing crashes and flashing sparks.

  Mongol warriors, with red eyes and furious roars, wildly danced with their fine steel spears. Their innate nature, born for battle, made them hot-blooded at this moment, leaving only one conviction in their minds - to kill the enemy.

  Unlike the beastmen who go crazy with battle, humans are much calmer, their skilled martial arts and tacit cooperation allowing them to hold their own in a struggle where individual differences are great.

  Although they were the same in number, the Mank warriors, who had no coordination to speak of, always had to face attacks from three or four human warriors at the same time.

  Some problems can only be discovered when put into practice, such as the beastmen who are now scattered and charging like sand, making Xia Zuo clench his teeth in anger, determined to train them well after returning, those idiots who go crazy on the battlefield.

  However, Xia Zha only took a glance and quickly put the matter aside for now. He was currently facing Gremo, who was like a beastman, crazily roaring and charging towards him with an unreasonably swift and powerful physique that rivaled Biggo's sturdy build.

  It must have been recognizing Shacha as the leader of these beastmen, and with the appearance of a high-ranking beastman, Grimmo took the initiative to come forward, his fist flashing with silver light rapidly enlarging in front of Shacha's eyes.

  "Bang..." Two completely unmatched fists heavily collided with each other, a massive force of collision, stirring up a thick and dull echo.

  "Damn it, what a huge force..." Xia Zuo's head only had time to flash this thought, and his body was already flying out under the enormous power transmitted through his hands, crashing loudly into the ground.

  "...Cut." The rapid footsteps stumbled, and Grimmo spat out a mouthful of saliva, the vigilant look in his eyes disappearing quietly.

  In the Empire of Kampa, high-ranking beastmen are synonymous with brute strength. Gremo's rough exterior and sharp instincts kicked in the moment he saw Shazo, his heart tightening as he took the initiative to strike first, determined to knock his opponent out with a single, full-force blow, leaving no room for counterattack.

  Never thought that this high-ranking beastman would be a silver-haired wax gun head, although the brutal terror is great, but there is not a trace of fighting spirit in his body.

  "What a waste of time!" With disdain, he spat out a thick glob of phlegm and walked away with a relieved smile, ready to bellow at the crowd, as Bigou was about to go.

  "Hey, it's just the beginning! Where do you want to go?" Xia Zuo slowly crawled out of the pit filled with gravel and rubble, his muscles and bones crackling like stir-fried soybeans.

  "You insolent little beast, you want to die quickly? I'll grant your wish!" Grimmo sneered coldly, although he was shocked that this little monkey had emerged unscathed from his full-force blow.

  But it's just a little monkey that only knows how to use brute force, but without the support of morale, the gap between the two will be insurmountable.

  "Who dies and who lives is still uncertain!" Xia Zuo smiled slightly coldly, and disdainfully beckoned to Gleemo with a hook of his finger.

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