Elven cultivators

"Let's go."

Mia's voice pulled Ryan out of his reverie.

The two left the temporary animal enclosure and walked along the main road of the camp toward the interior.

The camp was even more lively inside than it appeared from the air.

Soldiers moved back and forth between the tents.

The air was filled with the mixed smells of roasted meat, herbs, and leather, and occasionally the clanging of metal could be heard from afar.

Across the main road, a group of Yellow Turban warriors were marching in formation toward the camp.

Ryan's gaze lingered on these Taoist soldiers for a moment.

After acquiring magic crystal technology from the Heart of the Mountains, the clan mastered the art of refining magic cores, enabling them to mass-produce Dao soldiers.

Subsequently, the clan allocated a large amount of resources to establish the Yellow Turban Warrior Legion.

The legion now numbers as many as 4,500, equivalent to the strength of three entire regimental units.

That's four thousand five hundred mid-level silver-ranked combatants.

Looking across the entire Eldron Plains, even if all the regular armies of all factions except the Silvermoon Clan were combined, they might not be able to defeat this Yellow Turban Warrior Legion.

In addition, the clan established an Oak Guard Legion.

This is also thanks to the Great Evolution Azure Mystic Array, which accelerated the plant activation process. Over the years, the clan has accumulated more than a thousand oak guards.

However, the Oak Guard Legion usually guards the Primordial Spirit Realm and rarely leaves the forest.

In fact, the clan is also working on establishing the Five Battalions of Divine Soldiers, but progress is very slow.

After all, the Five Battalions of Divine Soldiers were no match for the Yellow Turban Warriors.

The latter has a relatively low barrier to entry in refining. As long as there is a magic core and enough metal materials, disciples of the Primordial City can start refining it, at most the production speed is a bit slow.

However, the Five Camps Divine Soldiers, whose combat power reaches the peak of the Silver level and can form an array to surround and kill powerful enemies of the Gold level, are much more difficult to forge.

There are not many people in the clan who can forge this kind of Taoist weapon.

Aside from the teacher and Lady Eleanor, only a few late-stage Qi Refining disciples skilled in puppet making can create them.

The former goes without saying; he was too busy and had almost no time to forge the Five Camps of Divine Weapons.

The latter has a relatively low success rate in forging, and in addition, they usually have to cultivate and do missions, so they have even less time to devote to forging the five battalions' divine weapons.

Therefore, the number of soldiers in the Five Battalions has grown extremely slowly over the years.

Currently, most of the five battalions of divine soldiers possessed by the clan are the batch left over from the teacher's early years.

"I heard that the Second Elder is commanding this war," Mia said, looking at the prominent tower in the distance.

That was the camp's command post.

The towering towers stand in stark contrast to the surrounding tents.

“That’s right.” Ryan nodded. “The First Elder and Lord Roman often accompany their teacher to the Holy Dragon Mountains, the Third Elder and Lord Cedric are in seclusion, and Lady Elena is stationed in Nine Nether City. The only one in the clan qualified to command a large-scale war is the Second Elder.”

"Where is Lady Eleanor?" Mia asked.

"I heard from Flora that Lady Eleanor has been using the Heart Demon Induction technique to hone her Dao heart recently, and she should be about to break through."

Ryan's tone was more excited.

Once Lady Eleanor breaks through, the clan will have another top-tier fighter.

Golden Core cultivators are far more powerful than ordinary Legendary cultivators.

"Although Lady Eleanor didn't come, she sent Flora instead. She should be in the command center now."

"Flo must be close to completing her Qi cultivation by now," Mia said with a hint of envy.

Ryan hummed in agreement: "We still need four more breaths of spiritual energy."

Since becoming Eleanor's assistant, Flora has rarely gone out on missions like she used to.

However, she did not lack cultivation resources, and with her exceptional talent in three spiritual roots, her cultivation continued to advance by leaps and bounds as always.

Even with his Haoyang True Body, he was only two breaths ahead of Fuluo.

"That's great. In another year or two, you'll all be able to establish your foundation."

"You'll be here soon too."

"I'm still short of more than twenty breaths of spiritual energy, it will take at least five or six years. Lucius, on the other hand, should be faster than me."

The two talked as they walked toward the tower.

Just then, a deep and long horn sound suddenly came from afar.

Ryan paused, looking in the direction from which the sound came, his gaze slightly narrowed.

It is Blackstone Territory.

"Blackrock Territory has launched an attack?"

Mia then realized what was happening, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

In their original plan, the wisest choice for Blackrock Territory in the face of the Silvermoon Clan's military might was to rely on the treacherous terrain of the Blackrock Mountains to hold their ground, wait for the allied forces' morale to wane, or look for an opportunity to launch a counterattack.

I never expected them to take the initiative.

"They're probably trying to catch us off guard before we've established a firm foothold," Ryan said, quickening his pace. "Let's go to command post."

Mia said no more, and the two of them walked briskly towards the tower as the camp gradually became busier.

The guards at the tower entrance seemed to have received orders beforehand. Upon seeing Ryan and Mia arrive, they not only did not question them at all, but also stepped aside to make way for them.

The two stepped into the tower.

The lobby on the first floor was already bustling with noise, as dozens of young elves from the document room were busily moving about, their steps hurried.

In the very center, a huge stone platform occupies nearly a third of the area.

On the surface of the stone platform, a detailed battlefield sand table is clearly visible.

Mountains, rivers, hills, and plains—every terrain feature is precisely scaled down and marked with fine sand and stones of different colors.

The sand table was densely covered with small flags of various colors, representing the troop deployments of both sides.

Above the stone platform, more than a dozen giant water screens floated in mid-air, presenting real-time images of the battlefield from different angles.

Flora was standing in front of the stone platform, staring intently at the sand table.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up, her gaze falling on Ryan and Mia, a gentle smile appearing on her face.

"Judging by the time, I estimate you'll be here soon. Perfect, you can watch the game with me."

Ryan's heart skipped a beat.

Judging from Flora's words, it seems that she had been preparing for Blackstone Territory's proactive attack for some time.

Ryan immediately looked at the water curtain and indeed found that the Silver Moon Legion's formation had already spread out on the plain, like a fully drawn bow, ready to be released.

At the forefront, more than thirty enormous creatures stood in a row, like silent fortresses.

It was indeed the Rock Armor Beast.

They are even more robust than the Spinosaurus, with a shoulder height of nearly four meters and a body length of over ten meters. Their entire bodies are covered with thick, dark gray scales, which are rough like granite and covered with grooves of varying depths, as if they were mountain rocks eroded by the wind and rain of the ages for millions of years.

The once sharp bone spurs on the back have degenerated, replaced by a single raised rocky shell, shaped like a tortoise shell, with thick edges and a slightly raised center, protecting the entire back completely.

Its limbs are as thick as stone pillars, and its claws are much shorter than those of the Riftdragon, but sharper and gleam with a cold, metallic light.

Behind the Rock Armor Beast, the Yellow Turban Warrior Legion stood in neat square formations, like a dark golden city wall stretching across the plain.

Further on, the Silvermoon Legion soldiers stood in neat formation, ready to pounce.

On both flanks, the Scaled Rock Lizard Cavalry were also arrayed in a disciplined formation.

The cavalrymen sat on their saddles, one hand on their lances stuck in the ground, their gazes fixed solemnly ahead.

Hundreds of Glory Falcons circled low over the battlefield.

The cavalrymen on the falcons held short bows, arrows already nocked, ready to swoop down and unleash a deadly rain of arrows upon the enemy.

The entire army is like a meticulously tuned war machine, with every component fitting together perfectly. It awaits only the commander's order to crush any enemy that dares to stand in its way with overwhelming force.

In comparison, the army of Blackrock Territory was considerably inferior.

The soldiers were all human, with a few halflings and golems mixed in.

Although their formation was equally neat and their equipment uniform, they were noticeably less imposing than the Silver Moon Legion.

Ryan looked to the two water curtains on his right, which displayed the two flanks of the Blackrock army.

Two or three thousand cavalrymen were scattered on both flanks of the army, riding a creature that was the size of a pony, with short, thick limbs and huge hooves covered with a hard horny shell.

Ryan recognized it as a giant hoofed beast.

These creatures are extremely resilient, have excellent load-bearing capacity, and are easy to tame, making them the preferred mounts for many factions when establishing cavalry units.

However, their combat strength is extremely limited, only at the white level, far inferior to the Scaled Rock Lizard.

This is normal; very few forces are capable of taming Black Iron tier mounts.

Most factions are already quite good if they can tame white-rank creatures as mounts.

Moreover, the expenses for supporting cavalry were staggering.

Training a fully-fledged cavalry army is never an easy task.

Looking across the entire Dawn Continent, apart from the five top powers and a few first-rate powers, only the Silver Moon Clan, with its abundant wealth and complete domestication system, can afford to support thousands of Black Iron-tier Scaled Rock Lizards.

Blackrock Territory possesses a cavalry army of two to three thousand men, which is quite impressive for the Green Highlands.

Unfortunately, they were facing the Silvermoon Clan.

"It's about to begin."

Flor's voice drew Ryan's attention back to the battlefield.

Within the water curtain, accompanied by the sound of attack horns, both armies slowly advanced towards each other simultaneously.

The two armies surged forward like a tide, their steps perfectly synchronized, the clanging of armor clashing into a deep, resounding boom.

The vanguard of Blackstone Territory was an impregnable wall of heavily armored infantry.

They held up towering shields as tall as a person, with the shield faces outwards and the edges interlocking, forming an iron wall.

From the gaps in the shield wall, sharp spears emerged like a forest, their cold tips gleaming in the sunlight, like a steel hedgehog curled up with its thorns standing on end.

This is Blackrock Territory's most prized "Iron Wall Formation".

Over the past decades, this front has crushed countless enemy charges, forging Blackrock Territory's formidable reputation in the Green Heights with blood and steel.

Today, however, they are not facing cavalrymen of flesh and blood, but real monsters of steel.

More than thirty rock-armored beasts marched heavily, like moving mountains, towards the enemy lines.

These behemoths charged at a slow pace, yet they carried a suffocating sense of oppression.

Their hooves pounded the grass, producing a deep, thunderous roar. The earth trembled slightly beneath their feet, and tiny pebbles bounced up from the ground.

The distance is gradually decreasing.

When the Rock Armored Beast entered the range of the Blackrock Territory's ranged forces, the Blackrock Territory commander did not hesitate to swing his arm.

"put!"

Countless arrows and spells rained down like a torrential downpour, streaking towards the rock-armored beast with a piercing whooshing sound.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The explosion was deafening.

The massive body of the Rock Armor Beast was engulfed by dense long-range firepower, with flames and smoke shooting into the sky, scorching and distorting the surrounding air.

However, when the smoke cleared, those behemoths continued to move forward.

They had many wounds on their bodies, and bright red blood seeped from the broken scales, but their heavy steps never stopped for a moment. Instead, the pain stimulated them to speed up.