The army of the “Car King” moved vertically towards the ambush zone. War chariots cleared the way, with two chariots advancing in parallel, as if moving on flat ground, while the trees obstructing the path were all knocked down and fell to the ground before the spiked wheels.
The sex demons danced and celebrated atop the war chariots, their bodies light as they jumped from one chariot to another. Ji Ma also saw some people playing bone flutes and strumming human harps, resembling a moving theater.
As a hunter, Ji Ma scrutinized this enemy force.
A lion, baring its belly, though the skinny monkey wielded only a stone knife, could deliver a fatal blow at the right moment, killing a strong enemy.
Although the skinning chariots were fearsome, they marched in a column; if the ambush succeeded, amidst chaos and the constraints of the terrain, they would struggle to transform into a wide formation.
If they lined up to charge, the ambushing infantry would rush up to the unmoving war chariots.
If they recklessly charged without forming ranks, their small numbers would yield poor results, and they would still be capable of destroying each chariot one by one.
The cavalry behind the chariots faced similar outcomes.
Chaos would be Ji Ma’s ally.
The sex demon cavalry and war chariots were like razors; sharp and swift, yet easily broken if they struck the wrong target.
Her heart raced, and her blood vessels began to dilate, waiting for the enemy to fall into the trap.
A group of pink fury demons appeared in the sky, these weaker but flying little demons in the evil army usually acted as the vanguard.
Hundreds of pink fury demons flew in, passing over the Sigma statue in the middle of the battlefield, casually dropping a few droppings on the statue’s head, as they slowly scanned the army hidden in the woods, like a laser scanning line.
Under her machinations, the “Car King” was somewhat negligent, only thinking of forcing a march to prevent Ji Ma from escaping.
Yet some degree of reconnaissance still existed.
This made Ji Ma somewhat disappointed; she had seen many armies without scouting units. In war, seemingly useless actions were truly abundant.
Unfortunately, the enemy was not among them.
Ji Ma could not help but hold her breath as her gaze swept over her own troops hidden in the woods.
Like a student reviewing their exam paper repeatedly before the end of the college entrance examination.
The woods were light blue, the wild grass a pale crystal blue, and the tree trunks had eyes growing on them. This was the corruption of the master of transformation, which was quite normal; after all, everyone knew Ji Ma was the chosen of the master of transformation.
Naturally, in this forest corroded by the master of transformation, the mist of pale blue was also quite normal.
At the level of the fury demons, it should be impossible to detect that it was hidden by magical power.
The pink fury demon “scanning line” was approaching, and Ji Ma could clearly see their forms.
Chirping and screeching, it was bothersome.
Ji Ma felt a bit flustered because her keen sight revealed several vulnerabilities in the woods—too many vulnerabilities.
There was a flash of golden jewelry.
Damn it, didn’t I tell them to bury it under the dead leaves? Next time, I’ll just bury the entire person alive in the ground.
There were faint giggles.
One could tell it was the teasing voices of the sex demons.
She even saw three moving shadows in the bushes.
If we lose, you’d better not survive—just die!
Ji Ma cursed fiercely in her heart.
The pink fury demons flew over, with a few passing by her without noticing her presence.
Ji Ma’s eyes were fixed on the errors on the several “exam papers.”
The pink fury demons scanned the woods below as they flew by, failing to discover anything.
What was obvious to Ji Ma, who had experienced countless battles, seemed quite ordinary and unremarkable to others.
The pink fury demons continued to fly, moving over the army, ascending slowly backward.
Ji Ma let out a long sigh of relief.
Suddenly, a sharp, piercing scream broke the remaining tranquility of the woods.
Ji Ma abruptly turned her head, her eyes fixated on the sound’s source, as if they were about to burst into flames.
She saw a sex beast “swimming” up to the treetops, its tail resembling a scorpion’s stinger, which instantly pierced through the fury demon resting on the canopy.
Her heart nearly stopped.
Logically, even if the sex beast could enter a dream, possessing some resistance to hypnosis, with her own strength, she should have been able to keep them asleep until tomorrow. Unless someone woke them up.
Come on, it’s just a sex beast. Beasts hunting—what’s the big deal? They should be common in rural areas.
Ji Ma pleaded silently in her heart as if asking a teacher to grade her paper.
The nearby pink fury demon group stirred.
Perhaps some others were too well-hidden, as these small and timid little demons saw one sex beast and, relying on their numbers, flocked toward it.
They collectively pounced into the woods.
This commotion was alarming enough to wake the remaining sex beasts, which “swam” up the tree trunks and immediately fought against the swarm of pink fury demons.
Next, the others realized they had been discovered, so there was no need for the tense ambush.
The sex demon women joined the fray, tearing the fury demons apart with their long claws and pincers.
Ji Ma couldn’t help but slap her forehead; she held onto a glimmer of hope as she turned to look at the Car King’s army.
The front line of chariots slowly stopped, and a sex demon, dressed lightly, stood atop the war chariot, looking out from a high vantage point, exchanging glances and pointing, discussing what was happening ahead.
The Car King’s army was still a distance from the ambush. If using the Sigma statue as a reference, it was exactly at the midpoint between these two magical forces.
Ji Ma set aside her hopes; it was only a matter of time before they were discovered.
A massive sense of frustration washed over her. The exposed lion had sensed something was off and was already crouching down, warily looking around, and would soon see the skinny monkey hiding in the trees.
And there was no retreat for the skinny monkey.
Considering factors like organization, morale, stamina, and unit types, a retreat would be completely disordered. The sex demon cavalry would catch up, and the army would disperse like a school of fish on the chopping block.
The pink-fanged demon strategist floated over on a disk to Ji Ma’s side: “My king, that group of foolish perverts has wasted the exquisite scheme you wove.”
But what am I worried about? I can just fly away. It would be simpler to slip into the dream and escape to George’s side. If she has the capability, she could chase after me in that chariot.
Ji Ma instead smiled:
“It’s fine. Now, while they’re still unaware, we can drag them into battle.”
The pink-fanged demon strategist raised its “head” and saw Ji Ma’s confident smile, filled with confidence, and let out a raspy laugh:
“As expected of the king; the enemy will surely regret encountering you.”
“Relay my orders,” Ji Ma said: “The infantry in groups one, two, and three are to remain on standby, while groups four and five advance.”
Each group contained several hundred-person squads, which could be either infantry or cavalry.
Groups one, two, and three were the most elite among the infantry, comprising sex demon warriors and sex demon women.
As for groups four and five, they would serve as cannon fodder. Ji Ma specifically placed some individuals who were indecisive or refused to follow her into group five—this was Eve Frostleaf’s suggestion.
“By the way, order group five to advance in a horizontal formation, quickly engage the enemy, and create chaos for them,” Ji Ma instructed: “I will personally lead!”
“Understood!”
The orders were issued, and about ten minutes later, a commotion broke out in the woods.
Ji Ma saw a hellwalker riding a sex demon warhorse coming to scout her woods. She waited for this reconnaissance unit to get closer, cursing them to slow down.
Then she dispatched the doomsday knights, who, together with the emerging sex demon women, eliminated fifty or sixty hellwalkers, thoroughly exposing her presence.
Ji Ma pulled her branch axe from a corpse, the blood-stained axe sang as she lifted her head. She saw the Car King standing atop a high godlike sex demon war chariot, looking in her direction.
Regardless of whether he could see her clearly, she made a slashing gesture across her throat.
Behind her, hundreds of squads stepped out, forming a horizontal line, their expressions hesitant. But Ji Ma floated on the disk, rising high to the front, pointing the flag forward.
Composed mainly of sex demon devotees and sex demon marauders, the infantry obeyed her command and advanced.
At the same time, Ji Ma waved the flag and issued orders to groups one, two, and three…
