I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield Chapter 763 - 539: The Mighty Baihu Corps, Mirror Seal_2

His solemn duty was to stand guard over the city situated behind him, irrespective of the enemy's numbers or his own physical state; as long as he could remain standing, the fight to the very end was his alone.

"Prepare yourselves!"

Xiong's voice, though deep and gravelly, resonated with an undeniable command.

"Ka ka ka——"

The soldiers psych themselves up, their hands swiftly grasping their weapons, igniting the spiritual energy coursing within them. A subtle luminescence began to emanate from the surface of their arms.

"Charge——"

Precisely as Xiong's order to charge echoed, a blinding silver light erupted before them. Spatial energy surged, and a stable Gate of Space materialized.

Following in quick succession, a fully equipped elite unit poured forth like an unstoppable tide from the portal. They were clad in matching silver-white battle armor, wielding firearms, magic staffs, and other meticulously crafted equipment, clearly visible to the eye. Among them were numerous types of heavy combat armor that the soldiers of Ice Extreme Pass had never encountered before.

"Brothers of Ice Extreme Pass, you have fought valiantly!"

A steady and commanding voice boomed, "We are the third main battle brigade of the Baihu Corps, dispatched by General Qin Tian to reinforce this battlefield! We shall assume the defense from this point onward!"

Even before the proclamation concluded, the mage contingent within the Baihu third brigade had already commenced their assault.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several potent pillars of thunder element struck with forceful impact first; subsequently, countless arcs of lightning coalesced into a dense, roaring thunderstorm. It descended like the celestial river overflowing its banks, unleashing its fury upon the advancing beast horde.

The rhythm of the thunderstorm was both precise and relentless, each bolt carrying a devastating power that left the snow beasts as blackened corpses upon impact, their dying squeals piercing the air.

The relentless momentum of the beast horde's advance was instantly curbed.

Then, dozens of formidable ice walls shot up from the ground, resembling towering snow peaks, effectively partitioning the front lines of the beast horde.

The snow beasts at the vanguard, unable to halt their charge, slammed violently into the ice walls. The sharp cracking sounds were incessant—while the ice walls shuddered under the impact, their surfaces covered in a web of dense fissures, they miraculously held firm.

In stark contrast, the snow beasts either found themselves disoriented from the collision, crushed and trampled by their pursuing comrades, their bones snapping, or were directly obliterated, their skulls bursting, meeting instant death.

The sudden appearance of the ice walls completely shattered the beast horde's attacking cadence.

Even though a select few agile snow beasts managed to vault over the ice barriers, their numbers had significantly diminished, rendering them incapable of mounting an effective assault.

Meanwhile, the thunderstorm raging above continued its ceaseless barrage, acting as a merciless reaper, persistently culling lives from the beleaguered beast horde.

Xiong remained motionless, his gaze fixed upon the formations of the Baihu Corps. His heart stirred slightly, while the soldiers of Ice Extreme Pass behind him displayed visages of astonishment mingled with elation.

They had previously been informed by the Military Lord that a premier corps of the Empire would soon be joining Ice Extreme Pass, and they knew this esteemed corps was designated the "Baihu Corps." Yet, only through this firsthand observation did they truly grasp the awe-inspiring might of this "tiger force."

The main forces had yet to engage, and solely through the coordinated efforts of the mage army within a single battle brigade, thousands of snow beasts were rendered helpless, their numbers decimated!

When juxtaposed, the current overall military skills and combat prowess of Ice Extreme Pass seemed conspicuously inferior, lagging by a full grade.

Concurrently, the other seven satellite cities also successively received reinforcements from the Baihu Corps.

The eight main battle brigades functioned as eight razor-sharp blades, either driving directly through the beast horde or swiftly erecting an impenetrable defensive bulwark before the cities, effectively quelling the previously rampant beast attacks.

Those warriors of Ice Extreme Pass, who had been utterly depleted from the ceaseless battles across various fronts, could finally relinquish their burdens and retreat to recuperate.

Gazing upon the distinguished members of the Baihu Corps, genuine smiles graced their weary faces.

With such a formidable contingent joining Ice Extreme Pass, the future ahead promised to be exceptionally bright.

......

Within the snowy cavern

Unol stood at the cave's opening, his gaze fixed on the distant landscape.

"Qin Tian, I wonder if you are pleased with my gift?"

A frigid smirk played on his lips; the profound physical and emotional torment Qin Tian had inflicted upon him was something he would never forget.

At present, this act was merely to collect a fraction of the accrued interest, by orchestrating the snow beasts to overwhelm Qin Tian’s territory.

In due time, he would ensure Qin Tian paid dearly, in blood.

"Xieshen Association, Blood Demon Cult, Rebel Army, Revival Society..."

The names of terrifying factions, responsible for stirring rivers of blood throughout the Human Empire's domain, flashed swiftly through his mind.

Behind these sinister forces, all were subtly supported, and even directly funded, by the Beastman Empire.

It was impossible to openly assassinate Qin Tian within the jurisdictions of the Human Empire. If, however, Qin Tian were to meet his end at the hands of these terror factions later on, he could feign ignorance.

"Continue. Gather all the snow beasts in the vicinity. We won't give him any room to breathe," Unol commanded the wolf-man standing by his side.

"Understood, Your Highness," the wolf-man replied, bowing his head and preparing to seek out more snow beast habitats.

At that exact moment, however, a composed voice cut through the air.

"There's no need for the trouble."

Upon hearing that instantly recognizable voice, Unol's entire body convulsed.

Swish.

A figure, as if conjured from the shadows, materialized in the air. His crisp black military uniform billowed gently amidst the blizzard, his stern face as cold as ice. Within the depths of his placid eyes, a terrifying and suffocating pressure slowly emanated, sweeping across the throng of beastmen below.

"Qin Tian," Unol uttered, the name almost scraping against his teeth.

The other beastmen, upon recognizing Qin Tian, found their bodies rigid and trembling uncontrollably. The memory of Qin Tian's previous display of power, where he single-handedly annihilated them, remained incredibly fresh in their minds.