32: A good harvest

Gao Shun, holding a long spear, moved with incredible speed, directly thrusting towards the Ironclad Dragon.

Having suffered a great loss from an Ironclad Dragon before, Gao Shun encountered one again.

Enemies meeting again caused his eyes to redden with fury; although it wasn't the same one, this Ironclad Dragon would have to bear Gao Shun's wrath.

Immediately, the Spirit Skill, Unyielding Will (Epic), was activated, boosting morale and instilling a determination to fight to the death, increasing the attack power of himself and his allies.

The Spirit Skill, Fearless Charge (Rare), was immediately activated, increasing movement speed and transforming the next attack into a short-distance lunge, increasing attack damage by forty percent.

Gao Shun unleashed his strongest strike, thrusting it towards the Ironclad Dragon.

Roar...

The Ironclad Dragon felt a huge killing intent approaching it. It was already furious from being unable to defeat Arthur for a long time, with nowhere to vent its anger.

Seeing Gao Shun thrusting towards it, it immediately roared and disregarded Arthur.

It turned its head and charged towards Gao Shun.

Bang...

Pfft...

When the long spear in Gao Shun's hand struck the Ironclad Dragon's face, a crashing sound echoed.

But Gao Shun, seeing the opportune moment, did not retreat. Instead, he circulated the spiritual energy within his body and continuously thrust the spear deeper.

And due to the Ironclad Dragon's confidence in its own defense, it was completely unafraid of Gao Shun's attack.

However, it never expected that Gao Shun would directly thrust the spear into the Ironclad Dragon's face, continuously pushing it deeper.

Roar...

The Ironclad Dragon's blood continuously flowed from the wound, and an intense pain swept through its entire body.

Realizing the situation was not right, it no longer stubbornly resisted. Instead, it retreated repeatedly, trying to break free from the long spear in Gao Shun's hand.

But Gao Shun would not miss this chance to slay the Ironclad Dragon. He continuously mobilized the spiritual energy within his body.

He advanced his steps forward, thrusting the long spear in with even more force.

Before long, as the long spear plunged deeper and deeper, and blood continuously flowed, the Ironclad Dragon felt its body gradually weaken.

It fell heavily to the ground, twitched twice, and then stopped moving.

Gao Shun didn't even glance at the Ironclad Dragon's corpse. Instead, he withdrew his long spear and charged towards the Beast Soldiers.

And the thirty Death Warriors and thirty Strong Archers also charged in from the periphery.

They immediately surrounded the Beast Soldiers, trapping them like dumplings.

On Yang Qianhun's side...

"How can a mere human be so powerful? Who exactly are you? How could your realm possibly have improved to such an extent in two days?"

The three Dog-man Lords recovered from their shock, with one of them asking with a face full of disbelief.

"You are not worthy to know."

Yang Qianhun said calmly, then retrieved the dragon's bane into his spatial bag and took out the soul devouring sword, holding it in his hand.

He circulated the Flame Emperor Sky Burning Art, and spiritual energy surged out, forming scorching flames that enveloped him.

At this moment, the flames on his body bloomed like a lotus, burning fiercely.

"Prairie Fire Hundred Slashes."

The next second, all the flames on Yang Qianhun's body converged onto the soul devouring sword.

As he raised it high, a pillar of fire shot up from the sword, seemingly wanting to melt everything around it.

"Be utterly incinerated."

Yang Qianhun bent down and directly swung his sword fiercely towards the Dog-man Lords.

The pillar of fire on the sword instantly split into five streams, like five giant flame serpents, coiling forward and rushing towards the Dog-man Lords and Beast Soldiers.

Leaving behind five paths of blazing fire, burning fiercely.

Splitting into five giant flame serpents was already the limit of Yang Qianhun's control.

Ah...

Ah...

Ah...

Dozens of screams rang out.

The five serpentine flames instantly devoured the three Dog-man Lords blocking their path, leaving no bones behind.

Although the serpentine flames' power was greatly reduced, they still mercilessly ravaged the battlefield, frantically attacking the Beast Soldiers.

Until the serpentine flames disappeared, dozens of Beast Soldiers had perished under Yang Qianhun's flames.

Equipping the dragon's bane earlier, plus releasing Prairie Fire Hundred Slashes, had consumed more than half of Yang Qianhun's spiritual energy. Next was close-quarters combat.

Dragon Man Zhen Er and Longnan Azheng, who had just fled, were directly blocked by the arriving Death Warriors, and Charlotte followed closely behind.

Under the pincer attack of Charlotte and the Death Warriors, without any suspense, Dragon Man Zhen Er and Longnan Azheng both died tragically.

The remaining Beast Soldiers, having lost their lords, were like headless flies.

They were directly slaughtered by the Death Warriors and Strong Archers, completely without resistance.

Pig Six Hundred, Pig Seven Hundred, Dragon Man Zhen Er, Longnan Azheng, and three Dog-man Lords—a total of seven Orc Lords—were all killed in this battle.

An endless number of items dropped, which Yang Qianhun directly collected into his spatial bag using the Spirit Skill: Telekinetic Pickup.

After scanning the spoils of war from this battle, Yang Qianhun almost burst out laughing, but he still restrained himself.

He tried his best to maintain a calm expression and control himself.

The following items were obtained:

1030 Spirit stones

1680 iron ore

1580 portions of food

2350 wood

2550 stone

150 copper blocks

14 rejuvenation pills

15 recovery pills

5 treasure maps

1 advanced arrow tower blueprint

The gains from this battle far exceeded his imagination. He was still short 300 copper blocks, otherwise the stone house could be upgraded to level two.

On his side, Huang Zhong, Gao Shun, as well as thirty Death Warriors and thirty Strong Archers, were completely unharmed. This battle was a complete victory.

However, Mu Linxue's side suffered heavy losses; except for five spearmen, all other Soldiers were killed.

Kuang Tie, who was severely injured, could barely stand and walk under Mu Linxue's healing.

Fortunately, the three warriors only suffered one severe injury and none were lost.

After all, if Soldiers were lost, they could be recruited again, but if generals and warriors were lost, they were truly gone.

"Thank you for saving us again. I guess I owe you two lives now."

Mu Linxue bowed deeply to Yang Qianhun, expressing her gratitude.

Her eyes were a little red, clearly feeling very guilty about the heavy losses this time.

"Thank you, I also owe you two lives."

Yang Ziying looked at Yang Qianhun gratefully, her eyes full of admiration for him; she was practically his little fan girl.

"Thank you."

Lin Zixi also thanked him, cupping her hands.

"It was just a small effort."

Yang Qianhun said calmly.

He then led Huang Zhong, Gao Shun, and the thirty Strong Archers and thirty Death Warriors, marching grandly towards the stronghold.

"That stronghold only has one path, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. There are also many cyclops blocking the entrance, and it seems there are quite a few mage-type monsters inside. You need to be careful."

Yang Ziying said loudly, her words full of concern.

But Yang Qianhun seemed not to have heard, still leading everyone forward.

Seeing Yang Qianhun's back, Yang Ziying was a little dazed, her eyes full of hearts.

"He's gone far. Let's follow. Yingying, you also have a treasure map in the stronghold. Maybe you can dig up something good."

Mu Linxue helplessly reminded the infatuated Yang Ziying.

The three of them actually had a question in their hearts: Where did all those dropped items go?

But no one asked, because he had saved them, and he deserved it.

It was just that none of the three of them saw how Yang Qianhun actually picked up those items.

"Th-this... What is this?"

When Lin Zixi looked in Yang Qianhun's direction, she showed an expression of disbelief, her mouth wide enough to fit an apple.