Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1776 The Smoke of War Rises and the Iron-Blooded Reinforcements Arrive
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Meanwhile, on another battlefield, Ximen Wenye's longsword, burning with karmic fire, sliced ​​through the air, leaving a scorching crack.

His opponent was a Contra warrior wielding two frosty white steel forks that exuded a chilling aura; each swing of the fork tips stirred up large swaths of frost.

It was Dou Jing, one of the deputy leaders of the Bone-Digging Gang!
"Clang!" The frost steel fork clashed with the flaming longsword, the power of ice and fire clashing violently, bursting out a large cloud of white mist and scorching sparks.

Ximen Wenye's eyes sharpened: "Frostblade Fork? Interesting! Let's see if my karmic fire can burn away your frost! Fifth Soul Skill - Karmic Fire Consecutive Slashes!"

Several blades burning with the karmic fire of the red lotus were unleashed in a continuous stream.

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At the same time, facing the increasingly fierce offensive of the allied forces, energy surged behind the Bone Digging Group's lines, and several powerful auras suddenly erupted.

Several Soul Saint-level experts stepped out from the chaotic Bone-Digging Squad members, their soul power surging, and together they supported the defense, managing to withstand the allied forces' fierce attack and stabilize their crumbling formation.

In addition, there are four Soul Saints, forming a defense, control, strong attack, and agility attack team to surround and resist Qin Luguang, and there are also support Soul Masters with buffs and debuffs behind them.

This is the advantage of having more people and more strength.

Chen Zhang stood on a high platform not far from the entrance to the village, looking down at the battlefield below, where blood and flesh were flying everywhere.

He was still recovering from his injuries and was directing operations from the rear.

He calmly and rapidly issued a series of commands: "Left flank advance stalled, defensive divisions tilt 30 degrees to the left for cover; Ximen family, shift the assault point to the right and tear open the gap; Uncle Lü Guang, pin down that Soul Saint support group in front! Right center gap, Uncle Gui San advance; Brother He Zhi, the third squad's soul power is severely depleted, 'Purifying Mirror' prioritizes coverage! Uncle Zhi Cheng, suppress the right-side arrow tower firepower, their crossbow bolts are too dense! Control system, three o'clock position, restrain the reinforcements rushing out from that area! Ranged, focus fire to suppress the high platform directly in front!"

Each command, like a precise set of gears, orchestrated the massive machine of the Chen family's allied forces.

Dust Chapter requires balancing overall formation advancement, coordinated offense and defense among different units, precise deployment of auxiliary soul skills, timing of control soul skills, and suppression coverage of long-range firepower. Every decision is related to the life and death of countless warriors.

Standing beside him, Chen Xiaojun smiled calmly, watching the battle ahead and Chen Zhang's command with a nonchalant air.

Although he has practical experience, with his second uncle, a master of command, by his side, ranking after Chen Xiyuan and Ling Yunxiao, he can effectively learn from their experience.

Chen Xiaojun noticed that compared to Ling Yunxiao's overwhelming force and relentless attacks when attacking Tianlang Gate, Chen Zhang's command at this time was like dismantling, with a hidden needle hidden in cotton, a Go-style move layout, slowly creating weaknesses and tearing open gaps through micro-management.

Just as the Bone-Digging Gang's counterattack was thwarted, their formation became somewhat stagnant, and a stalemate ensued, a deep and oppressive voice suddenly rang out:
Sixth Soul Skill: Thousand-Pound Iron Curtain!

Before the words were finished, an enormous, rusty, and mottled longsword tore through the air, carrying the heavy force of a collapsing mountain, and slashed with perfect accuracy at Yang Guisan, who was at the very front of the allied forces' vanguard.

Before the blade even arrived, a viscous, swamp-like gravitational field enveloped Yang Guisan, making the air seem to solidify and hindering his movements, making it difficult for him to dodge.

Yang Gui's pupils constricted slightly.

In his moment of crisis, his soul power surged wildly, and he uttered a low shout: "Sixth Soul Skill - Break!"

A ring of deep, light-devouring black flames suddenly rose from around his body, while his spear and sword burst forth with dazzling blood-red light, fiercely thrusting out to meet the massive, overwhelming broadsword that was pressing down upon him.

boom!
A dull, drum-like explosion erupted, and the interwoven black and red energy collided violently with the solidified, rusty blade light.

A visible shockwave spread outwards, cracking and shattering the surrounding ground. The two were each pushed back several steps by the immense recoil, carving deep furrows beneath their feet.

As the dust settled, a figure appeared clearly in front of Yang Guisan.

The newcomer was dressed in a gray-black outfit. He wasn't particularly burly, but he was exceptionally upright, like a rock that had been weathered and polished by time.

His face was stern, with sharp, defined features, and a menacing old scar ran diagonally across his left cheek, extending to his jawline, adding to his fierce appearance.

What is most striking about him are his eyes, deep and sharp, with a gaze as steady as iron, carrying a cold indifference that comes from years of battlefield experience, a gaze that sees through life and death.

His tiger's mouth was covered with thick calluses as he firmly gripped the huge, rusty iron broadsword, exuding a sense of solidity and iron-blooded aura.

Yang Guisan's gaze swept over the highly recognizable martial spirit in the other party's hand, his eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "Tang Hengyu?"

As Tang Hengyu appeared, hundreds of people dressed in similar gray-black outfits silently surged out of the shadows of the tunnel behind him, like a tide.

His movements were swift and precise, without the slightest unnecessary flourish; every glance was frighteningly calm, like a steel blade that had been tempered.

A silent yet intense aura of iron-blooded ruthlessness instantly filled the entire battlefield—the Iron Brothers had arrived!

These former fierce soldiers, upon their appearance, launched a counter-attack in well-organized squad formations.

Their attack was completely unexpected, their coordination was impeccable, and they specifically targeted the gaps in the allied forces' formation created by the appearance of the Soul Saint of the Bone-Digging Group and Tang Hengyu.

Led by three Soul Saint-level leaders, military-grade swords, spears, and halberds gleamed with a cold light, spraying blinding blood everywhere, both calm and frenzied.

In an instant, the flanks of the allied forces, especially the elite Imperial Guards on the far left, suffered a devastating blow.

Screams rose and fell, limbs flew everywhere, and the scene was extremely gruesome.

Wherever the rusty battle formation passed, it instantly tore open a bloody gash, forcing the Chen family's allied forces to retreat and suffer considerable casualties.

Clearly, under immense pressure from the Chen Clan's allied forces as they stormed the three tunnels, the Bone Digging Group had already sent out a distress signal.

Despite sharing the same underground district, the Rust Brotherhood and the Bone Diggers are rife with conflict and friction.

However, Tang Hengyu understood the principle of "if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold" better than anyone else.

If the Bone-Digging Group's barrier is completely crushed by the Allied Forces, his Rust Brothers will be left to fend for themselves, and the outcome will only be worse.

Being subservient to others is the least of their worries; more likely, they will become the next target on the Allied Forces' list after the Bone-Digging Gang is wiped out.

The conflict above and below ground at this moment is only the prelude to a large-scale war.

Aside from official forces, the only force capable of assembling a large-scale force to engage in the conflict at this early stage is probably the Chen family's allied army (who is unaware that Huading District and Huaguang District are being attacked simultaneously).

Tang Hengyu knew that if this allied force successfully annihilated the Bone-Digging Gang, it would be like opening Pandora's box in the world on earth.

Those other above-ground forces that have long smelled the blood and have been secretly lurking will inevitably swarm in like wolves that have smelled carrion, rushing into the underworld to fight for territory and interests.

At that time, there will be no peace underground, and there will be no place for these "earth rats" to stand.

Therefore, whether we like it or not, we have to take this step.

(End of this chapter)