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At this moment, the wound began to ooze blood due to the recent intense movements, and a sharp pain coursed through his entire body.
As dawn broke the next day, the first light of morning revealed a thin layer of mist lingering in the air. Lin Feng led the Mardu Tribe along with his own four thousand troops, marching steadily towards the Hash Tribe. The journey was not too far, but it would still take some time to reach their destination.
Meanwhile, within the Hash Tribe, a tense atmosphere prevailed. A scout rushed in to report to the chief, "Chief! It's bad! A large number of troops are rapidly approaching us!"
From their attire, they appeared to be from the Wu Kingdom Army!
Upon hearing this news, Hash was taken aback, his face filled with disbelief as he muttered to himself, "How is this possible? The Wu Kingdom dares to come out and attack us?"
He pondered inwardly; for years, the Wu Kingdom had remained inactive within their borders. What could have prompted such boldness now?
However, there was no time for further contemplation. Hash decisively ordered, "Quick! Immediately send someone to the Hada Tribe and inform them that all nearby small tribes have been wiped out by the Wu Kingdom. This army is advancing towards us; they must send reinforcements at once!"
Shortly after giving the command, a messenger sped off towards the Hada Tribe.
On the other side, upon receiving the news, Hada did not dare delay for even a moment. He quickly gathered nearly two thousand elite cavalry and rushed towards the location of the incident like a whirlwind.
Before long, Lin Feng's army finally arrived near the Hash Tribe. He pulled on the reins and gazed into the distance at the large camp ahead, where he could see a throng of people gathered inside.
In fact, Lin Feng had already obtained accurate intelligence through various channels prior to this moment. He knew that the Hash Tribe had united with the Hada Tribe to resist external threats together. Yet he felt no fear; instead, he confidently awaited the opportune moment.
Lin Feng had made thorough preparations. He was simply waiting for Lu Yong to lead a contingent of elite troops to quietly maneuver around to the enemy's rear. Once Lu Yong was ready, they could launch a pincer attack and crush the enemy forces in one fell swoop.
At this moment, both sides were fully prepared for battle. Hash stood in front of his tent, his expression grave as he watched the approaching Wu Kingdom Army in the distance. He understood that this battle would be difficult, but with his people behind him, retreat was not an option.
At that moment, Lu Yong led his elite troops stealthily around to the enemy's rear. They concealed themselves, waiting for the signal ahead.
Lin Feng, mounted on his horse and gripping his spear tightly, glanced at the sky and sensed that the time was ripe for action. Suddenly, a fierce wind whipped up clouds of dust, obscuring the sun. Lin Feng shouted, "Attack!" The soldiers of Wu Kingdom surged forward like a tidal wave towards the enemy camp.
Hash also commanded his Brave Soldiers to fight valiantly in resistance, and the sounds of battle echoed through the air. Just as both sides were locked in fierce combat, Lu Yong's forces charged in from behind.
The cavalry of Hada Tribe also stormed onto the battlefield, breaking through with swift strikes that disrupted the formation of Wu Kingdom. Jing Kingdom's cavalry was renowned as the best in the world; even though they faced what were not regular troops, their attacks were ferocious.
Yet Lin Feng remained calm. He responded with composure, reorganizing his formation to withstand the onslaught. The battlefield was drenched in blood, with corpses strewn across the ground. However, the members of Hash Tribe fought with a determination to die, making it difficult for their enemies to break through their lines.
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