Colonial Suit

With a sharp shout, a miracle occurred.

The countless arrows in the sky were suddenly frozen in place, emitting a 'woo woo' sound. The arrows trembled, seemingly still wanting to execute their master's command, but no matter what, they couldn't descend. Immediately following, Xue Tong flipped his palm, and the countless arrows were actually changed direction, their tips all pointing downwards.

In just a few breaths, a large, dark cloud of arrows appeared above everyone's heads! Looking out, countless sharp arrowheads hung above them, emitting a cold, chilling light.

"This… this is…"

Chu Yue was shocked… and involuntarily shouted backward, "Stop! Stop shooting!!"

But it was too late. Yue Kingdom's attack had been accumulating for a long time, mobilizing tens of thousands of warriors, all to destroy Trismore's battle formation in one strike and not give Xue Tong a chance to intervene. Originally, this was an extremely excellent strategy, because even Eye of the Moon couldn't afford a war involving gods. As long as the object of the god's help was removed and offered great benefits, wouldn't the god be willing to abandon Trismore? Eye of the Moon could definitely provide what Trismore could, and even provide it better!!

But no one had expected that their first strike would fail. The powerful ranged attack only destroyed the outermost layer of Trismore's battle formation before being frozen in the sky by Xue Tong.

The sharp, cold light of the endless arrow cloud made Chu Yue feel a chill in his heart.

Now, these arrows hung above their heads, like countless Swords of Damocles! Once they fell, it would mean death. Chu Yue absolutely didn't believe that the arrows empowered by Xue Tong would be weaker than the ones they shot, and even less did he believe that Xue Tong wouldn't be able to find their battle formation.

It could be said that this sudden local conflict was already over from the beginning. The power of the gods made everyone feel despair.

Was it really… irreversible?

Looking at the arrow cloud in the sky, Chu Yue's heart sank continuously. He cursed himself for his indecisiveness more than once, and cursed his monarch for not being bold enough. If he had been more decisive and resolute than Hugo at their first meeting, how could they be in today's predicament?

Maybe at this moment, they would already be standing in Trismore's capital, tasting the conqueror's wine!

But there was everything in this world except regret medicine. So he could only perk up and prepare to pay the price…

If the surprise attack failed, they could only attack head-on.

As the High Priest of Yue Kingdom, Chu Yue knew that he couldn't turn back. Because behind him was a country, hundreds of millions of people. He could die, all the warriors present could die, but the only thing they couldn't show was weakness. Because this was the backbone of a country. Even if they were destroyed, they had to preserve it.

If even the backbone was thrown away, would it still be a country?

So his only order was… "Attack! Melee combat!!"

"Prohibit the use of all bows, crossbows, and ranged techniques! Use the jungle as a base and engage in melee combat!! Warriors of the Eye of the Moon, show your skills and let the people of Trismore know that you are the children of the jungle! The elves of the jungle!"

Chu Yue stood on a giant ancient tree, raising his arms and shouting.

"This is our country! Our world!"

"Attack!! Let the eyes of the moonlight see the enemy's crimson!!"

A loud shout brought endless responses. The entire jungle was boiling, countless ancient trees swaying and trembling, emitting a thick natural aura. Figures shuttled through the jungle, appearing and disappearing. They seemed to have an innate magical power, able to survive and move in the trees. In just an instant, it seemed that the entire jungle had come alive, becoming Trismore's enemy.

Endless arrows hung above their heads, but in the current situation, how could they pose a fatal threat? Even if the arrows fell, the only things that would suffer damage would be the jungle and the endless ancient trees.

This was the Eye of the Moon's amazing hunting technique, the most famous jungle dance on the continent.

On the other side, Hugh was ecstatic!

The Trismore he controlled was a violent civilization. It could be said that they were inferior to Eye of the Moon in terms of civilization and technology, but when it came to individual bravery, how could the sissy warriors of Eye of the Moon compare? Every Trismore warrior could single-handedly fight several sword dancers of Eye of the Moon without falling behind. This was the difference in race and strength. Eye of the Moon abandoning their ranged advantage and engaging in close combat with them was simply courting death.

If it were in the desert, his ten thousand-man team could completely wipe out several times the number of enemies, and even in the jungle, Hugh could guarantee that he wouldn't be defeated!

Immediately, he waved his hand, about to lead his army to meet them…

But no one had expected that just as the two sides were about to clash, Xue Tong spoke again.

"I said, get the wars of mortals out of my sight… You… don't understand what I mean?"

In a faint voice, Xue Tong suddenly flipped his palm and brought it down!!

In an instant, everyone felt the sky darken… Endless screams rang out overhead, actually emitting thunderous explosions. Visibly, all the arrows instantly shot down, tearing through the sky, tearing through the earth, and tearing through the jungle in just an instant.

The screams and roars filled everyone's eardrums, making them unable to hear anything else. They could only feel a kind of terror, as if the entire world had become their enemy in that instant. And those who bore this were both the sword dancers of the Moon Kingdom and the berserk barbarians of Trismore. Under the instinct of biological fear, everyone couldn't care about fighting anymore and retreated madly.

This was also their good fortune, because as soon as they retreated, the jungle in front of them exploded with a bang, reduced to ashes in the endless arrows. When everything dissipated, where was the shadow of the jungle between the two sides? A huge trench with a diameter of several hundred meters and a length of more than ten kilometers appeared in the original battle zone! All the jungles, rocks, and even hills and mounds that were originally in the trench were torn to pieces.

This was the power of a god…

Looking at this huge trench that almost tore the earth apart, everyone felt a strong chill in their hearts. What would have happened if they hadn't retreated just now? What if they had been a step slower??

Extreme shock once again flooded everyone's hearts, and everyone was silent.

In this absolute silence, Chu Yue suddenly shivered, and a look of excited red light appeared on his face.

Because he remembered the last sentence Xue Tong said. He wanted to get the wars of mortals out of his sight and said that they couldn't understand what he meant.

Could it be… could it be that Xue Tong's appearance this time wasn't to support Trismore's conquest? Could it be that the previous conflict was just a misunderstanding, and his Yue Kingdom still had a chance??

Thinking of this, Chu Yue couldn't care about the shock and fear in his heart anymore, and ran to Xue Tong's front. After respectfully saluting, he asked.

"Great God… may I ask, are you not here for war?"

ps: The first update, Xiaodao feels that he has written too many mortal stories recently, and he needs to end this part as soon as possible.