The prolonged, continuous battle had indeed worn down Ying Bokong's stamina, leaving him injured, but the enemy's Kuangdao Shinobi were hardly unscathed either!
Through a series of exchanges, both sides keenly perceived that this small force of only three hundred men, while not Heavenly Punishment Profound Beasts but normal human Profound Practitioners, possessed physical conditioning and Profound Energy might that was ridiculously superior! They were not merely comparable to the Heavenly Punishment Profound Beast Warriors they most feared, but perhaps even surpassed them! Setting aside the fact that the lowest among them already possessed the strength of a Saint Emperor Level Three, even their raw brute force was astonishingly immense!
A single punch landed squarely would send even a master reaching the level of Youming Guiren staggering five or six zhang away, often crashing into and taking down a swath of their own comrades! Without the press of bodies to break the impact, some worried whether such a blow might send the person struck flying directly back to their ancestral home...
Under the assault of such terrifying power, if the recipient’s internal energy was slightly weaker, the hearts of both bodies would be ruptured simultaneously!
This astonishing destructive force was a might typically only seen among the Bear Clan warriors of the Heavenly Punishment races, and even then, not every Bear Clan warrior possessed this level of devastating capability!
Yet, every single one of these three hundred troops possessed it!
This was simply too terrifying!
When the battle began, the vastly outnumbered aliens, under unified command, hadn't given this small contingent a second thought; the majority of the Kuangdao Shinobi weren't even deployed.
They already knew that behind these men stood the most fearsome Heavenly Punishment Warriors!
They intended to conserve their strength to deal with those Heavenly Punishment Beast Warriors possessing truly terrifying combat power.
As for these seemingly ordinary humans before them, they hardly needed experts to handle them; a mere mouthful of spit could drown them! Even if their individual strength was not weak, the sheer wave of numbers would surely overwhelm them!
But the moment the two sides clashed, the alien masters immediately realized that every prior assumption and every strategic deployment had been fundamentally wrong!
Every one of these three hundred men was, individually, a perfectly realized fortress of war!
Like naturally born killing machines, they roared into battle amidst thousands of troops, moving with freedom and dominance, finding no equal among the enemy ranks! This wasn't because the participating alien warriors were too weak, but because these men were too strong—absurdly strong!
A hundred rats, perhaps, might overwhelm a single cat if they disregarded cost and casualties, but a hundred ants could never defeat a tiger!
The ordinary alien warriors couldn't even manage to attack them successfully, let alone kill them; they couldn't even slightly impede the speed of their charge! Against warriors like these, the human wave tactic was nothing more than a joke—a brutally cruel and bloodthirsty joke!
Their gazes were icily cold, viewing the living as if they were already corpses. Dozens, hundreds of lives were dispatched beneath their hands, yet their eyes never blinked once! Deep within their pupils, there was only exhilaration, satisfaction, and murderous intent!
Three hundred men against tens of thousands—what an impossibly skewed ratio! Nearly one against a hundred!
But the moment these three hundred charged forward, in the deep darkness of the night, they easily tore open a gaping, bloody maw in the aliens’ meticulously arranged formation!
Especially with the blades they initially wielded—each strike was like lightning slashing across the sky. The weapons of the aliens under their blades seemed as fragile as tofu. The instant their weapons met, with a light cha sound, the enemy's weapon would snap in two! Along with the upper section of the broken blade flying away, there would also be the upper halves of two alien bodies, their eyes wide with disbelief!
Caught off guard!
If only these four words could accurately describe the situation!
On a battlefield where two armies met head-on, for such a thing as being caught off guard to occur—if this were told anywhere, soldiers of any nation would likely laugh until their teeth fell out. But now, at this very moment, this inconceivable scene was truly unfolding within the alien ranks!
As soon as the engagement began, the alien warriors several ranks behind the front lines hadn't even had time to react before they saw that all their comrades in front—living comrades just moments before—were now fallen, and the razor-sharp steel blades that claimed their comrades’ lives were already hovering before their own throats!
So fast!
So sharp!
The three hundred members of the Can Tian Shi Hun were like diligent, skilled farmers entering a ripe wheat field with sickles, only this was a super harvest! They swung their tools of slaughter with excitement, seemingly knowing no fatigue, filled only with the joy of reaping!
By the time the butcher knives in the hands of these three hundred finally shattered from the unrelenting ferocity of their chopping, they had already reaped over ten thousand lives! Never forget, these were aliens; every single one possessed two bodies! If counted purely by heads, the tally of over ten thousand lives here should be multiplied by two for the correct answer!
The warriors belonging to the Can Tian Shi Hun maintained their chilling demeanor, continuing their advance. Even amidst such intense fighting, the formation of the entire troop remained disciplined and orderly. While rapidly harvesting enemy lives, their feet maintained a steady rhythm of progression. An occasional whip kick would send bodies flying, crushing the enemy ranks before them, and then they would impassively step over them, occasionally stepping down onto someone’s abdomen as easily as popping a balloon.
And so, coated in dripping blood, treading over countless shattered limbs, the heroes of the Can Tian Shi Hun advanced with the same cold indifference!
These men were the iron-blooded veterans who had followed Jun Wuyi through countless campaigns in the past. War, slaughter, and death were things they had long become accustomed to. After undergoing Jun Mo Xie's hellish training, their resolve became even firmer.
Continuous bandit suppression, continuous skirmishes, continuous slaughter—this had not ceased for them in the past year and a half. Especially facing the aliens now, those aberrant bastards who could never coexist with the humans of the Profound Profound Continent, their ruthlessness was absolute. Led by two Captains equivalent to Kill Gods, they had directly turned this conflict into a competition of slaughter!
Yes, a competition of slaughter!
Along the path carved by the advance of these three hundred, behind them lay only endless corpses; not even the half-dead remained. Every strike was lethal, every blow decisive! The killing techniques personally passed down by Jun Mo Xie, the Evil Monarch, were eternally simple, accurate, sharp, and direct! Once the strike was made, there was no chance of survival! No one escaped!
Three hundred men like these, on a battlefield so heavily outnumbered, were like a dragon returning to the sea or a tiger entering the deep mountains!
The commander arrayed against them this time was Inukai Kousheng: besides being a Kuangdao Shinobi Jōnin master, he was also an accomplished commander. The personnel under his dispatch numbered fifty thousand.
It was his judgment beforehand to assemble all the Youming Guiren, especially the Kuangdao Shinobi, in one concentrated location. Aside from the essential supervising captains and lieutenants, all elites were gathered, ready to strike at the critical moment to utterly break the enemy and achieve great merit!
As for the ordinary troops under his command, though numbering fifty thousand—a significant figure—they were nothing more than cannon fodder! He believed that as long as he won this battle brilliantly, even if all fifty thousand perished, personnel could be rapidly replenished! Therefore, he cared nothing for sacrifice, especially the sacrifice of his common tribesmen!
At this moment, he watched the battlefield situation of the Can Tian Shi Hun with a cold gaze, his eyes filled with savage anticipation, waiting for that crucial moment when the enemy’s fatigue would lead to carelessness. Once the opportunity arose, he would send forth all his elites in the first instant to tear this small unit of three hundred to shreds!
Even iron men could not possibly sustain such combat for so long!
Human capacity has limits; this is an eternal, unchanging truth!
But as the battle dragged on, General Inukai Kousheng’s previously confident expression gradually shifted to astonishment. His sharp, discerning eyes became filled with shock and disbelief, even tinged with a faint fear!
Because a considerable amount of time had passed, and this small unit of three hundred had already inflicted casualties more than thirty times their own number, yet they showed absolutely no signs of fatigue! Their morale remained soaring, and their combat power was still at its peak!
How was this possible!
Inukai Kousheng could not accept this outcome. Even he, operating at full capacity, would struggle to lift his arm after fighting this intensely for such a duration. Yet, these men showed no sign of exhaustion whatsoever! This simply defied logic!
Inukai Kousheng could not know the brutal training these men had endured. When they were still at the Silver Profound level, they were required to continuously hold logs weighing several hundred jin for endurance training every day. One continuous session, lasting an entire morning! No matter what they were doing, they had to hold them...
At the start of their training, they broke through their physical limits almost daily! As their cultivation levels gradually rose, the training equipment had been replaced by massive blocks of raw iron weighing several tons! Holding a multi-ton block of iron for a morning was standard, while their right hands simultaneously practiced sword swings. Even during meals, they had to balance that iron block on their heads...
Under this level of ultra-high-intensity, cruel training, the endurance of the Can Tian Shi Hun had been honed to a terrifying degree! A level sufficient to break anyone! At the current level of combat, provided they didn't suffer a fatal wound, the members of the Can Tian Shi Hun were fully confident they could sustain this one-sided slaughter for a full day and night without issue!
What's more, less than half an hour seemed to have passed so far...
They were far from their limit...
However, General Inukai clearly felt he was about to lose his composure.
And then, at that very moment, he finally spotted a sliver of "dawn."