Tempest of the Battlefield

In the minds of most dark ones, it was only a matter of time before the Zergs conquered the humans on Mars. The only reason of the humans’ existence was that Moye’s pet project needed the humans as test subjects. Once the humans had lost their value, they could be easily wiped out of from the surface of the Mars using only the primitive Zergs. The dark ones didn’t even have to get their hands dirty. Over time, divisions and hierarchies formed within the society of the Zerg race. With their superior intelligence, the dark ones reached the top of the food chain. Privileges and entitlement were something that the dark ones had learned from their human side.

“Five METAL warriors and two mastery casters have some minor injuries, while the rest of us are fine.” Xiao Yuyu nodded and reported. After two battles, Wang Tong had gained the soldiers’ full trust. They had never thought that their attack could be so effective.

Human mind developed a strong cognitive inertia over a long period of evolution. However, sometimes, this inertia needed to be overcome in order to see things from a new and more accurate perspective.

“Don’t let your guard down, everyone. The reason we are doing so great is that the Zergs hadn’t taken us seriously yet.” Wang Tong nodded and then said. He had expected this initial success, and had tried to minimize the casualties. On that note, he was very pleased with the soldiers’ performances. Although not everyone on the team was a legendary warrior, they worked as a team and obeyed orders strictly. Therefore, they were able to maximize the damage output while reducing the casualties to the minimum.

The key to overcoming the Zergs was to utilize human’s strong suit fully. Mastery was one of those strong suits. Zergs were very good at adapting, and therefore, they were much better equipped to handle conventional damages such as GN force than the newer form of damage type like the mastery spells. Although the mastery spells were fragile glass cannons, by properly arranging the unit composition and formation, Wang Tong had unleashed the caster’s power to the fullest.

Most soldiers were sleeping soundly after the two intense battles. They knew that even this brief moment of respite would be a luxury once they had finally caught Moye’s attention. However, the leaders of the unit could not sleep yet; they had plans to make.

“Wang Tong, which city will be our next target? If we simply plow through straight ahead, our movement will be too conspicuous.” Guan Dongyang said.

Bang!

Lei Xuan knocked Guan Dongyang’s head with her knuckles and then refuted, “Are you thick in there? That is what Wang Tong wants!”

Guan Dongyang grimaced and scratched his head. Although his wife had a fiery temperament and the knock on his head hurt like a buttcheek on a stick, he beamed from side to side and chuckled in mirth.

“Most of the war-spoils were food. What should we do with them?” Hamir asked.

“Give them to the soldiers. Let them eat and drink as much as they can.” Wang Tong answered without any hesitation. “But, tell them not to squander everything in one sitting. We might have some difficulties getting food in the future.”

“Bu Zhihuo, Kong Jie, Lun Duo, and Tan Bu, I want you to hold a meeting with your men and tell them that the real difficulties are ahead of us, so be ready.” Yin Tianzong ordered.

The strength of the special unit was in solidarity and effective command chain. Even the smallest hiccup would not go unnoticed.

“Rest assured that our men know that we are all in this together.”

Although Wang Tong’s soldiers were fearless warriors, it didn’t mean that their mental state could always stay stable. Even the slightest concern needed to be taken care of by the captains as soon as possible before it transgressed into something much worse. Having managed the Mars-branch for many years, Yin Tianzong knew exactly what to do and what to watch out for during reduced circumstances.

Wang Tong rubbed his hands in excitement and said, “Alright everyone, we had a good start! Now, the real test begins. Let’s take a rest tonight, and we will be on our way first thing in the morning.”

The meeting lasted no more than ten minutes; however, it was very necessary.

A few hours later, other than the soldiers who were standing guard for the night, everyone fell asleep very quickly.

…

Boer City was one of the first tier metropolia in the Zerg controlled territory. It was twice as large as Danube, and the number of dark ones alone were in the thousands. Due to its immense size and military clout, it didn’t take the northern warden’s warning about a small group of rogue human units too seriously.

In the eyes of the city lord B-Linmo, cities such as Danube and Kazakh were both backwater countryside villages. B-Linmo himself was the blood kin of the dark lord, which made his status above all the other city lords. In his mind, only the blood kin were the true rulers of the dark world, and the rest of them, even those low born dark ones, were mere slaves.

As for the human units mentioned in Xie Su’s report, he found them almost laughable. If they chose to cause trouble in his territory, Linmo would not hesitate to teach them a lesson. Although Linmo was excited by the promise of killing humans, he was convinced that those humans were cowards, and would only pick on much smaller Zerg villages instead of attacking him.

B-Linmo was enjoying a plate of human delicacies. Over time, he had developed a taste that was as sophisticated as the humans. The enjoyment on his tongue was the most intimate moment with himself, and therefore, he forbade anyone from disturbing him. However, when he about to take the first bite of his favorite entrée, a violent explosion erupted outside his window.

“What is that?” Linmo shouted, annoyed by the disturbance.

A few dark ones fumbled into the room. “My lord, some humans are spotted right above our city.”

Wearing a full suit of METAL armor, Wang Tong flew across the city while bombing the buildings below with mastery spells. These buildings were dark ones’ labor of love, each one custom designed and exquisitely decorated. Wang Tong took his time while demolishing the buildings. The Boer city was one of the first tier cities, and was much larger than the two cites he had destroyed combined. If he wanted to catch the dark lord’s attention, there would no better place to do it in than Boer.

In this metropolis, the stratification of the Zerg society was even more noticeable than in the suburbs. The primitive Zergs and lower level dark ones lived in squalid ghettos and worked the most labor-intensive jobs. They had gotten so used to their peaceful life that the sight of a human attacking the city had caught them off guard.

Some dark ones were quicker to respond to the threat than the others as they took off and flew at Wang Tong. However, with only a couple jabs of the lance, Wang Tong had killed these dark ones easily. Even though he didn’t use the Einherjar Lance, he found that the power of a normal lance was more than enough.

Linmo watched as the dark ones fell from the sky one after another. He didn’t help his soldiers; instead, he observed Wang Tong’s moves intently.

It didn’t take long for him to realize who this human was: he was the heir of the Blade Warrior, Wang Tong. He was the person that both Dark Lord and Patroclus were looking for.

He registered that Wang Tong was one of the most powerful human warriors. If he were behind the attacks on Danube and Kazakh, it would make sense how easily both cities were annihilated. Linmo also realized that it was an opportunity of a lifetime for him to capture the most powerful human warrior. Before he made any move, he was interested to see how many dark ones Wang Tong could kill before he started to slow down.

Linmo was too smart to think that he was invincible. He knew very well that the power of a normal human city lord was equivalent to a golden dark one. However, a blood-kin such as himself possessed much greater power than an average golden dark one, and was much smarter than them too. Therefore, he would sit and wait until his minions tired Wang Tong down before he would even consider making a move.

Linmo shrieked and urged the dark ones to attack. The primitive Zergs, on the other hand, stood and watched the fight unfold. When the dark ones were engaged in a battle, the primitive Zergs could only stand by and wait for instructions, as they were considered unworthy to fight alongside members of higher social classes.

Linmo had the Einherjar’s Bane Unit at his disposal. His units were able to eliminate human warriors up to level twenty-three. However, he wanted Wang Tong alive.

Wang Tong was well aware of the struggle between the Dark Lord and Patroclus. It was a struggle of two evolutionary branches. The final decision as to which branch to choose for future Zergs was the prerogative of mother supreme alone. There were no rubrics nor guidelines for her assessment. However, both parties knew that the mother supreme cared a lot about the Blade Warrior, since he was the person who had single-handedly stopped the Zerg advancement for three hundred years. Therefore, whoever could bring Wang Tong to the mother supreme would definitely win her favor.

The situation worked in Linmo’s favor; if he were able to capture Wang Tong alive, he would rise in power and became one of the A class blood kin generals!

Watching his minions fall from the sky, Linmo didn’t feel any remorse for their death. Although the dark ones had evolved the feeling of fear, they were not sophisticated enough to feel empathy yet. In Linmo’s eyes, these low-level Zergs were cannon fodder, and it was their destiny to serve him with their lives.

Not only did he not feel bad for the death of his soldiers, but he was also convinced that Wang Tong would be exhausted very soon.