The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

Campus Spring Scenery couldn't help but complain: "Brother Dog, given this situation, we'd probably need to wear Harry Potter's invisibility cloak to even think about retrieving the corpses."

He certainly knew that the barbarian warriors on the battlefield could provide a wealth of experience.

The problem is that in a battlefield of this intensity, players with only single-digit levels would be wiped out at the slightest provocation if they dared to enter.

"I'm definitely not going to just barge in; I'm not stupid."

Dog Brother shook his head: "What I mean is, let's wait and see, and see if we can go down and pick up some benefits after the war is over."

While still wanting to say something about the spring scenery on campus, I noticed the changes on the opposite hillside and immediately shut my mouth.

Because the two sides in the standoff have already begun to engage in formal combat.

……

With a roar from the tribal commander, the tribal warriors behind him sprang into action, bypassing him and charging towards the Gaoshi warrior formation.

To maintain their formation, and because they were attacking from below, the Wu tribe soldiers advanced at a relatively slow pace, but their killing intent was palpable and their blood was boiling.

Fortunately, the soldiers of the Gaoshi tribe were already prepared to fight, and many strong men instinctively drew their bows and shot arrows.

After a series of bowstring whistles, a sparse rain of arrows fell into the ranks of the barbarian warriors.

The arrows were not very lethal, allowing the Wu tribe soldiers to withstand the rain of arrows and advance.

The two formations quickly clashed, like a raging torrent hitting an unmoving rock. The difference was that, faced with the obstruction, the torrent did not surge to the sides, but instead insisted on breaking through head-on.

With their homeland right behind them, the soldiers of the Gaoshi tribe showed no fear, brandishing their weapons and shouting battle cries.

The standard for a warrior is to possess twelve strands of blood energy. Generally speaking, it takes several major battles to grow to this level.

They have extensive experience and know how to remain calm and collected in such an environment.

The Beast warriors at the forefront raised their spears and thrust them at the burly man in front of them.

The burly man's expression was indifferent. He slashed out an arc of light with his bone knife, lifting the spearhead and leaving the barbarian warrior in front of him wide open.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the burly man stepped forward, raised his knife, and slashed down, instantly splattering blood and flesh everywhere.

After all, the combined number of the two sides in the war was less than three thousand. The soldiers could exert their combat power by relying on their own self-developed organization. There was no need for, nor was there any room for, detailed command.

Shi Yuan naturally had no intention of staying in the formation. He shouted and charged into the ranks of the Beastmen warriors, wielding his giant bone sword with great force.

No barbarian warrior was a match for him; in the very first engagement, three barbarian warriors had already lost their lives at his hands.

If it weren't for the comrades-in-arms providing cover on his side, his achievements would have been even more astonishing.

"Kill them all!" Shi Yuan shouted, wielding a giant bone knife.

His style of play, though costly, is very effective at boosting morale.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"

The battle cries of Gao Shi's soldiers were deafening. Seeing Shi Yuan's unhindered manner, the Gao Shi soldiers' fighting spirit soared, and many even charged out of their ranks.

For a moment, the area where the battle was taking place became somewhat chaotic.

Compared to the two sides in the midst of a fierce battle, who cannot see the overall situation clearly.

Standing on the stone wall, Shi Lie had a clear view of the battle below.

Therefore, his expression became somewhat serious.

He could see that the current situation was one of gaining the upper hand but not winning.

On the surface, the morale of Gao Shi's soldiers is high, but a closer look reveals that the casualty ratio between the two sides is basically in the range of 1:1.5.

This 1.5 is his Gaoshi Yifang.

This is not a command error or a problem with the soldiers' coordination; it is simply a difference in the basic quality of the soldiers.

Clearly, having absorbed the spoils of the annihilation of the Xishi tribe, this barbarian warrior force is now stronger overall than the warriors of Gaoshi.

"This can't go on. Notify Shi Yuan and tell him to find an opportunity to withdraw."

With unease in his heart, Shi Lie gave the order to retreat.

The warriors of the Gaoshi tribe can only withstand battle losses of less than four hundred men.

It's not that an army will collapse if its casualty rate exceeds a certain threshold; it's simply that when the number of soldiers drops to a certain level, the cloud formation becomes unsustainable.

Once the racial aura dissipates, but the beastman warriors maintain the aura, the situation will quickly shift from the current stalemate to a massacre.

"Charge in! I won't keep the spoils to myself!" The third-ranked centurion of the Beastmen licked the blood from the corner of his mouth. He had already led his men through the first line of defense.

He had realized that this Gaoshi tribe was not actually strong.

Judging from his current assessment, the resistance was even weaker than that of the Creek Stone tribe they had previously wiped out.

Shi Yuan glanced back at the defensive line and immediately shouted, "Where's Shi Yue? Quickly lead your men to block the defensive line and organize the formation!"

"Charge! Charge!" Centurion Shi Yue heard Shi Yuan's order from afar and immediately led his hundred-man squad toward the breach in the defensive line.

The soldiers were generally capable of exerting the strength of ten thousand jin (approximately 50,000 kg). With such terrifying power, a collective charge could even collapse a mountain.

However, the hundreds of Gaoshi warriors who charged into the enemy ranks did not achieve the desired result.

bang~

The dull thud, accompanied by a violent shockwave, made one's heart skip a beat for a moment.

After this collision, both sides kicked up clouds of dust.

Shi Yue clearly observed that under the full force of the impact, more than ten soldiers suffered broken arms, while the barbarian soldiers' lines that had broken into the defensive line were only pushed back a few meters.

Before he could even direct the rotation of the frontline soldiers, the barbarian soldiers in front of him roared and launched a counter-charge.

Gao Shi's soldiers were completely unprepared for this outcome, and caught off guard, dozens of soldiers on the front line were immediately overwhelmed like a tidal wave.

Seeing this, Shi Yue's eyes turned red.

His blood boiled, and without thinking, he grabbed his knife and charged in.

Similar situations are still unfolding across the battlefield.

The balance of power is slowly tilting in favor of the barbarian tribe.

However, the tribal centurion standing behind the soldiers did not show any joy on his face. Instead, he kept observing his surroundings.

Even though the battle situation looked good, he still didn't believe that his single Beast Warriors could destroy the Gaoshi tribe.

He was waiting for reinforcements from the Hou tribe to arrive.

As long as the Hou tribe warriors arrive, they will have room to maneuver no matter what happens.

Unfortunately, he has yet to notice the arrival of the Hou tribe's warriors, and his mood has gradually darkened.

So, do the Hou tribe not have high hopes for their attack on Gaoshi?

The tribal chieftain looked worried, and even the two guards standing beside him could sense it.

"Commander, we are about to achieve victory, what are you worried about?"