บท 71: Down This Bowl of Soup

At the front lines north of Chang'an City, the number of Dead Leaf Locusts had visibly gone down compared to a few days ago. But their sheer numbers were still terrifying, and the sandstorm was still howling furiously.

Sand still filled the sky, coming down on them like torrential rain.

A large locust, easily ten times larger than those around it, came rushing out of the swarm. It transformed into a gray blur and surged towards the formation of tanks.

"Intercept it!" ordered one of the commanders.

One of these giant locusts had flown out at them before. It had broken into their formation and caused quite a few casualties.

But little did they know that this was just the first of many. Giant locusts kept flying out of the swarm, numbering in the thousands, forming an imposing presence.

Behind these giant locusts were the smaller, normal locusts. They followed closely behind in a dense formation.