Chapter Seven Hundred and Eighty Two – A Battle of Charges (2/2)

At some unknown time, a red seal formation that spun endlessly appeared under the feet of his battalion. In a blink, the mo soldiers that were covered by the red seal formation quickly turned into bloody puddles of liquid.

[Death Whirlpool]!

This was an unique and obscure combat formation. It had to start from death, it would activate quickly and with great power. This battle tactic was one of Sin Battalion’s common tactics. However, in Xuan Kong Temple’s book, the life of a Sin Battalion member or multiple members were used to initiate this formation. However, Bie Han took an original approach and first used a combat formation to summon a skanda buddha and then used the life of the skanda buddha to activate this formation!

The skanda buddha was very powerful. With it as the starting material, the [Death Whirlpool] was unprecedentedly powerful.

In an instantly, more than three hundred mo soldiers turned to bloody puddles of goop without time to even wail in pain.

Hai Jin Yun’s eyes turned red. He hadn’t thought that he would fall for Bie Han’s trap!

“Go die!”

He shouted, the great blade in his hand slicing towards Bie Han’s position!

[Golden Split Chop – Angry Wave]!

Boom!

A golden wave roared towards Bie Han.

The range of this move was so great it made people feel it was unable to be avoided. Bie Han’s expression changed slightly. He could clearly feel the terrifying strength of this move.

However, was Bie Han someone that feared battle?

His face became expressionless again and his figure suddenly disappeared from his spot.

Almost at the same time, it seemed that there were no people left in front of the golden wave.

[Hundred Ghost Thread Shadow Formation]!

Sin Battalion was special. There were countless jinzhi on their bodies. These jinzhi could increase their strength, bring them endless pain, and also restrain their souls.

These jinzhi were not a secret of Xuan Kong Temple, but obscure techniques that Xuan Kong Temple had gathered over thousands of years. The [Hundred Ghost Thread Shadow Formation] was one of those. It could allow Sin Battalion to quickly move through space much faster than normal methods!

A thread of a smile flashed on Hai Jin Yun’s lips. While Bie Han had all kinds of moves, in his eyes, this supported the fact that Bie Han was just a paper tiger.

A true battle general did not need to use these low grade moves!

He suddenly spun the blade in his hand. That golden wave suddenly exploded, turning into bolts of golden light that entered the Sin Battalion battle formation.

Before Sin Battalion that just came out of the void could react, they were drowned by the golden light.

Bie Han was expressionless and was not moved by the deaths.

The fighting was growing more intense, and in a full frontal assault like this, the difference between the two sides would decrease. Both sides were experienced battle generals and charging into the enemy formation was a tactic that every battle general was familiar with.

It was not possible to make a mistake with battle formations of this level.

Both sides were battle generals that were stronger offensively. As the battle quickly moved from intense to horrific, the fatalities piled up.

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Shang Yu Sheng carefully observed the battlefield. No detail escaped his eyes.

Hai Jin Yun was the strongest offensive battle general of the Mo Marshal Alliance. Full-on charges like this was the best for him. He hadn’t expected that Bie Han was able to suppress Hai Jin Yun and still have the upper hand.

While the advantage was not so great it surpassed the limits of imagination, he did have the upper hand. Charges were a basic technique for every battle general, they could not make mistakes. This meant that Bie Han’s fundamental skills were higher than Hai Jin Yun.

However … …

This advantage was not so great that he could fight one-on-two. Yet why had Bie Han turned the situation into this? Bie Han had been the one to create the present situation.

Why had Bie Han done this?

Shang Yu Sheng could only think of one explanation: Bie Han believed that, even one-on-two, he could win.

Did Bie Han have some great move up his sleeve?

Shang Yu Sheng was puzzled. He did not start fighting immediately. The more intense the fighting, the more beneficial it was for them. A hard battle would greatly decrease Bie Han’s strength. Hai Jin Yun could afford to do it because he had Shang Yu Sheng but Bie Han could not afford it as he did not have reinforcements.

The battle continued, and the slaughter still continued.

Shang Yu Sheng could not help but feel a thread of respect. As expected of Bie Han who came from Xuan Kong Temple. His tactics were exquisite, and he used all kinds of battle and seal formations expertly. He did not have any delay when he changed formations, and many of the variations were almost wondrous.

However, while he admired the other, Shang Yu Sheng felt more assured.

While Bie Han’s upper hand on the battlefield against Hai Jin Yun grew larger, Shan Yu Sheng knew that victory was growing closer for himself.

Hai Jin Yun’s battalion only had half of its members left after these exchanges, but these high losses were worth it because they were in exchange for the death of one-third of Sin Battalion.

If a normal battalion lost one-third of its members, the battalion would not be far from collapsing. [1]

Yet the two battalions were unusually hardy.

Hai Jin Yun was almost mad from the fight, while Bie Han was cold-blooded in his coolness.

Shang Yu Sheng sighed inside. Such a powerful battle general was about to fall today.

A cold light flashed through his eyes. It was time to attack!

Editor’s notes: I find these numbers odd. Most traditional accounts of medieval battles place casualties in battle at about 14-15% losses for a defeated army during the battle. The majority of deaths came after due to cavalry chasing down a routed army’s infantry and infections from wounds. I find the high losses odd here, because previously FX would normally have an enemy army route before being slaughtered to this extent.

Translator Ramblings: Your translator has no thoughts due to a great deficit of sleep.