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Chapter 457: Chapter 309: The Conquest Battle (4K)_2

As the captain of this reconnaissance team, after ruminating for two and a half seconds, he spoke in the spiritual channel, “Tactic three, position six.”

Two hundred and twenty-six seconds later, the Jackal Man squad passed by beneath the trees.

The Ghost General leaped toward the ground, and upon reaching mid-air, he stopped concealing his aura. The Jackal Men realized something was amiss and looked up, just as the Ghost General’s pupils burst into a brilliant, sapphire-blue light.

Skill: Nightmare Pupil Prison.

A dozen Jackal Men instantly became bewildered, and nearby, rustlings were heard in the shrubbery as bone spurs, sharp as arrows, pierced through them.

At the same time,

Thud, thud, thud—

In three other places, three Jackal Man Nocturnes, who had just become alert, had their throats slashed in the span of a second.

Similar scenes were not only happening on the path where the Punishment Army advanced.

Over the past two days, Mu Yuan had dispatched several elite special operations squads to specific locations to stand by. At this moment, several squads, moving from the outside in, were reaping the lives of the Jackal Men.

When the prepared assailant meets the unsuspecting, especially with a just cause and a tactical advantage in strength, the special operations squads advanced swiftly.

The main army did as well.

A few hours later,

Mu Yuan and his men arrived ten kilometers outside the Jackal Men’s tribe.

The Number One Jackal Man tribe was built amid a range of mountains, on a piece of high yet flat land. The area was spacious enough to accommodate the construction of a small city and had the advantage of being easy to defend but difficult to assault—a treasured location from a military standpoint.

From a distance, the only access was a winding mountain path leading to towering rock walls.

In a relatively flat area at the base of the mountain, fields were scattered haphazardly. The cultivators were Goblins, Dwarves, Half-Orcs, and others in shackles. Mu Yuan also saw a significant number of ragged humans.

On the side, some Jackal Men taskmasters wielded whips, cracking them continuously.

These fields were in such disrepair that one would doubt any harvest was possible.

At the bottom of the mountain, the Goblin taskmasters still laughed heartily.

At the top of the mountain, the thick city gates were creaking shut, with visibly more Jackal Man warriors ascending the walls, surveying the surroundings with vigilant eyes.

Higher up, some elite Jackal Men were patrolling back and forth, riding on a species of black feathered creatures, while others flew off into the distance.

“It looks like the Jackal Men’s tribe has noticed something to a certain extent, but that doesn’t matter, the plan proceeds as usual.”

The gates closed, the mountainsides steep.

If this were a world where supernatural power was not prominent, perhaps an army of several hundred thousand would not be able to take down this small tribe, but this is the Eternal World, and Tianyuan Territory is now well-armed and powerful. It is no longer like the old days, when they had to rack their brains to deal with a mere encampment.

The times have changed.

They could blast through the walls, or they could fly over them.

However, as for what kind of arrangements were inside the tribe, where the chieftain was, and whether there was anyone from the Legendary Realm inside, Mu Yuan had no way of knowing.

Even General Dead Bone thought that to infiltrate such a large tribe single-handedly, one that had been developed over ten to dozens of years with all sorts of traps and surveillance in place, posed no small risk.

Risk of failing to infiltrate.

Lord Shepherd had more reliable, more efficient, and more direct means.

It’s you, Eye of Divine Right!

“Observe, centered on me, extending 10.6 kilometers ahead.”

In Tianyuan Territory, inside the Eye of Divine Right structure, Mu Yuan and Isloa stood in front of a massive observation mirror, beginning to calibrate and enter the command.

“Notice: ‘Scouting Eye of Heaven’ usage count -1, slowly recovering.”

Soon,

The huge observation mirror cleared of mist, revealing an aerial view of the Jackal Men’s tribe.

With a physical anchor, the Eye of Heaven pinpointed the Jackal Men’s tribe with great accuracy, capturing the entire visage of the tribe within its scope.

On the outermost perimeter of the tribe were the crooked but solid rock walls. From the outside, the tribe looked large and otherwise normal, but from a bird’s-eye view, one could see…

Within the tribe, several Blood Ponds bubbled and belched strange bubbles, seemingly producing portions of massive bodies.

Mu Yuan noticed that, on one side of the tribe, in an area resembling a barracks, there were several giant Jackal Men of a brownish-red complexion squatting.

‘Jackal Men’s war machines,’ he thought.

Besides these, he also saw various areas within the tribe hosting tall towers fashioned from flesh. The towers were eerie, filled with danger and ominousness.

‘Likely special defensive structures of the Jackal Men’s tribe, crucial to be wary of.’

‘Indeed, this tribe is far from ordinary as it seems on the surface.’

With the Eye of Heaven’s observations up to this point, Mu Yuan had a clear understanding of the entire tribe.

This method of reconnaissance was a hundred times more efficient and safer than infiltrating alone or using Battle Falcons for scouting.

And yet, this was still not the limit of the Eye of Heaven’s probing capabilities.

Mu Yuan continued to issue commands on the control panel, and soon, the map zoomed out, revealing numerous large and small luminous dots.

These were energy level responses.

And his greatest reliance was on this as well.

Even General Dead Bone initially couldn’t escape the scrutiny of the Eye of Heaven, let alone the Jackal Men.

“Third-order monsters, a total of 122, each one a minor leader or chieftain.”

“Fourth-order head monsters, there are 33, mainly concentrated in this area… Hm, only 33?”

Mu Yuan felt it was a bit too few, or was he becoming complacent?

When they were eradicating the Nest of Filth, the number of fourth-order monsters they faced at the same time was certainly more than a mere thirty-three. Of course, there are differences between fourth-order creatures; those he had faced before were mostly unit-type fourth-order, wild fourth-order, low-intelligence fourth-order. The fourth-order within the Jackal Man tribe could be expected to have some strong warriors.

Besides, within the tribe, there were some energy responses that were unusually large in ‘quantity’.

But there were no legends.

After confirming several times, Mu Yuan took a deep breath and declared, “The campaign to subjugate the Jackal Man tribe… officially begins.”

Roar—!

The wind howled, and dark clouds covered the sun.

A colossal creature spread its wings beneath the dark clouds, its deep blue scales glinting with a cold light, as if to freeze the very earth and sky.

Vanguard Chief · Invincible Dragon of the World, Sario, entered the battlefield.

It immediately attracted a flurry of glances and firepower.

Soon, from two different areas, the Undead Legion and the Human Race’s army rushed out, with arrows quickly cleaving through the air from afar.

The fields at the base of the mountain were thrown into turmoil as the Jackal Man overseers roared orders. Shackled slaves charged forward without a hint of fear.

Mu Yuan did not hold back.

Some of the slaves were human, their eyes bloodshot beneath tattered clothes. They were tainted through and through by filth, no different from monsters.

War erupted in an instant.

One side was the Tianyuan Legion, not numerous but each a super-elite;

The other, the Jackal Man tribe that had occupied this land for countless years, numerous in number, their eyes blood-red, completely boiling with fervor.

Meanwhile, Dead Bone, Duo Lai, Uta and others were ‘infiltrating’ the tribe in a more low-key manner.

…

In the heart of the Jackal Man tribe, the Chieftain’s tent.

Chieftain Lang Mie was drinking. He was well-versed in the ways of the Human Race, having dismembered dozens of humans years ago and learned from them the wonders of human civilization.

Since then, he personally presided over building this luxurious residence.

He had wanted to call this place the City Lord’s Mansion and the tribe the City of Jackal Men, but he couldn’t.

“I don’t know why those old immortals in the tribe are so cautious. Who else in this region would dare provoke the Jackal Men?”

He drank his wine elegantly, his arms wrapped around two robust and beautiful female Jackal Men.

Suddenly, a confidant burst in.

“Chieftain, we are under attack.”

“I am already aware, in thirty minutes, I want to see the results,” he replied.

“Yes.”

Two minutes later,

“Chieftain, the enemy has breached the city wall and has slain our four leaders,” someone reported.

Chieftain Lang Mie frowned slightly. “Call number three and number two here.”

Another two minutes passed,

“Chieftain, the enemy has penetrated Flesh Fort, crossed Blood Water Bridge, and is heading this way,” the report came.

The Chieftain stood up abruptly, ready to speak.

Boom—!

The luxurious building, as if crushed by some immense weight, shattered abruptly.

Several silhouettes stood against the light from the open sky.

“You, are you the Chieftain?”