Although it was much smaller in scale compared to the underground border city that had already gathered tens of millions of Wizard Li warriors, there were still at least a few million warriors stationed on the surface fortifications that stretched for thousands of kilometers, crossing the vast Gaoden Hill.
Let alone attacking, an ordinary army would feel despair just by standing under this wall that was similar to the Great Wall of China on Earth. It was no wonder that the deputy general in the strong army would involuntarily remind the chief general, which was a rare occurrence.
"As expected of the barbarian army personally formed by the newborn god. To think that just by relying on their strict military posture, they can actually make the Cranium Crusher, Libyas, who is famous for his bravery, feel fear." The skinny and short young general riding on the unicorn said leisurely, "In that case, flag bearer, order the entire army to stop and get into formation."
Upon hearing the order of the commander of the imperial guards, the knight who was holding the huge flag bowed his head silently. Then, he waved the flag in his hand like he was waving a straw stick. Instantly, the majestic army that was advancing slowly adjusted their pace within three steps and came to a halt. Then, with the square formation in the center as the center, they sprinted and changed into a fish scale-like battle formation.
The burly man, who was ridiculed by the chief general by the side, muttered in dissatisfaction, "What's so great about the strong army under the god? It's not like there are no gods who were killed by mortal heroes in ancient times. Fear? I, Libyas, have never tasted the taste of this word before …"
"Alright, Libyas, stop nagging. General Dubbine was just joking just now." An old man with a gray goatee on his chin, a square face with thick lips full of traces of wind and frost, and wearing a plate armor that was covered with marks of being chopped by knives and axes urged his mount to rush to the young general's side in a few steps and interrupted the deputy general's words.
Then, he looked at Dubbine and said in a solemn voice, "General, we can't underestimate the enemy. We need to deal with them cautiously."
When facing the old man, the imperial guard commander's attitude was completely different from how he treated his deputy general that seemed to be neglectful but was actually intimate. His relaxed expression changed right away as he asked politely but stiffly, "Sir Kuchila, what's the reason for your judgment?"
"Not only did I see the Hellfire warriors in the enemy's fortifications, but I also saw the shadows of some mainland soldiers as well," the old man said in a low voice. "To be able to wipe out the tens of thousands of years of blood feud between civilized humans and barbarians so quickly and make them fight side by side, the temptation of such a god to the believers is simply unimaginable.
Thirty years ago, I once led the Unicorn Imperial Guards and followed the late king to help the newly rising Atandin Royal Court. When we passed by the Hardstone Plateau, we fought a battle with the northern borderline barbarians who believed in the worship of their ancestor. I knew very well how terrifying the barbarian warriors who had faith as their spiritual support were.
An ordinary army would be defeated when ten or twenty percent of them died or were injured.
When elite troops engaged in a bloody battle, the soldiers' will to fight could be maintained until forty percent of the soldiers died.
A strong army like our Unicorn Imperial Guards, on the other hand, could bear the loss of half of the soldiers to continue fighting. However, at that time, when the northern borderline barbarians were surrounded by the army, none of them retreated even when all of them were killed in the battle.
In that battle, when the Northern Borderline barbarian's abdomen was cut open, he tied his intestines around his waist and charged again with a stone axe in his hand. Only then did I understand that exquisite combat skills, well-trained battle formation changes, excellent weapons and mounts could be completely compensated by a strong physique and a will to fight to the death. The most powerful thing on the battlefield was not discipline but madness. "
The words of the imperial guard's advisor were simple and unadorned, but when he left his mouth, it naturally carried a gush of bloody smell, causing a chill to rise in the hearts of the powerful knights who had been through hundreds of battles around him.
These slight feelings of fear were well concealed by the others. Only the bold and reckless lieutenant general blurted out, "Are the barbarian warriors really so terrifying, Sir Kuchila? They still clenched their weapons and fought even when their stomachs were cut open. According to what you said, doesn't this mean that these barbarians are invincible? We don't have any True God to believe in."
"Do you think that we don't have any faith, Libyas?" The old man looked back into the distance. "Then, think about your home that's far away.
Think about your relatives who are enjoying a rich life right now.
Think about our great Dignity King who swore to be loyal to us all his life.
Think about the things that we'll lose after we're defeated that are far more important than our lives … Tell me now, do you still think that we don't have any faith? "
"Sir Kuchila, I understand now. It turns out that 'protection' is also a kind of faith." After a moment of silence, the boorish Libyas actually uttered a philosopher's famous words. Then, he clenched his long-handled warhammer tightly. "In that case, I'll let the Hellfire barbarians have a taste of what it feels like to fight for my faith."
"This is not a war between countries, but a war between civilization and barbarism." Sensing that the sharpness had been taken away by the old advisor, the young imperial guard's face gradually turned gloomy. An inexplicable sense of irritation welled up in his heart. After pondering for a while, he suddenly pulled out the sharp sword from his waist and pointed it at the sky. Activating the combat energy in his body, he shouted, "Victory will only belong to the most heroic warrior!
I order the entire army to launch a long-range attack for three rounds! "
When the commander gave his order, the knights at the forefront of the battlefield immediately put on the black iron helmet hanging on the side of their mounts' necks. Taking off their javelins, they urged their battle beasts to charge towards the barbarian city wall. In an instant, tens of thousands of beasts were galloping on the vast low mountain, their noise resonated through the clouds.
Looking at the charging army, Kuchila's face that was full of knife-like wrinkles suddenly had a change of expression. "General, as the vanguard, our mission is to wipe out the barbarian troops outside the fortification and guard the auxiliary troops to set up camp instead of fighting."
"Sir Advisor, the trouble is that there are no scattered patrols and barracks outside the Hellfire's fortification. We can't show our strength to deter them and ensure that the auxiliary troops can set up camp smoothly when they arrive," the young general said with a blank expression. "For this reason, I can only order a long-range attack on their city wall to complete the strategy that you've also participated in."
As the vanguard of the mainland coalition forces, the reason why the unihorn imperial guards' predetermined strategy included clearing the sporadic troops outside the Hellfire's fortification was to ensure that the auxiliary troops could complete the preliminary camp before the first batch of coalition forces arrived at the Gaoden Hill. Since the Hellfire people did not deploy any troops outside the fortification and had even adopted a defensive posture, of course, they should not take the initiative to provoke them.
Knowing that Dubbine's words were just quibbling, a hint of anger flashed across Kuchila's face. However, since half of the army had already begun to charge, there was no way to stop it anymore. For this reason, he could only lower his voice and say coldly, "General Dubbine Donjira, I hope you understand what you're doing.
Although His Majesty Hoff is wise and kind, he never forgives the defeated, especially those losers who have become stupid because of their conceit. "
"Sir Kuchila, Sir Thanowes, the unihorn is no longer the army that you're commanding. Right now, its general is me, so of course, I'll be responsible for all of its battle results." The young imperial guard commander clenched his teeth and replied in an equally cold tone. When he was speaking, the knights under his command had already approached the Hellfire's defensive wall.
No matter how elite the mainland army was, it was impossible for all of them to master the spellcasting power to release their combat energy. However, at that instant when the charging unihorn warriors raised their javelins and made a throwing motion, one could tell that they had at least mastered the method of using combat energy.
Under the dual effect of superhuman strength and the huge impact brought by the galloping beasts, sharp javelins flew towards the Hellfire people's city wall like raindrops, piercing through the hundreds of defensive tower shields on the top of the wide city wall as well as the warriors who were hiding behind them.
"The shield, the shield is broken. Dodge, dodge quickly …"
"The javelins of these damn heretical warriors are attached with combat energy! They can make the shield as fragile as a flatbread! Don't block it! Don't block it head-on …"
"That's the unihorn flag of the Yassen people! These despicable fellows are not worthy of being called knights at all! To think that they would actually fight without any declaration …" The new and old Wizard Li believers who were ambushed howled in confusion.
Upon seeing the afterimages on the enemy's fortifications from afar, a smug smile appeared on Dubbine's originally gloomy face. "Look, Sir Kuchila, those Hellfire tribesmen are not as difficult to deal with as you said." Even though he said so, he did not send even a single spellcaster to expand the battle.
"Most of the people we killed are the surrendered mainland warriors and the auxiliary soldiers or choresmen of the Hellfire army. I hope that the following battle will still make you so happy, General Dubbine." On the left side of the imperial guard commander, the old man patted the unihorn that looked as old as himself and took out a monocular from the side of the saddle. Looking into the distance, he said in a deep voice.
As he spoke, he first saw a pile of wreckage mixed in a pool of blood, followed by injured people covered in blood. Then, a giant spider with eight long legs and hair that resembled a lion's mane that was slowly fluttering in the breeze appeared in Kuchila's sight.
"They're planning to 'eat' the unihorn imperial guards at all costs just because of this level of provocation?" Kuchila put down the monocular in his hand worriedly.
Right at this moment, in the barrage caused by tens of thousands of unihorn knights, fully armed humanoid fierce beasts riding on a variety of ferocious monsters and giant insects leaped onto the city wall. There were also many native warriors wearing heavy armor with feathers on their heads around them. With a wave of their hands, they summoned flames, lightning, tree shields, and whirlwinds to block most of the javelins.
"There are actually so many spellcasters among those Hellfire tribesmen, and they even have armor that can turn the barbarians into monsters …" The deputy general of the imperial guard, who had been silent ever since the two people he respected the most, could not help but whisper as he watched the battlefield from afar.
"Legend has it that the newly born His Majesty has the ability to give ordinary people the power to cast spells. Naturally, there are many spellcasters among the Hellfire warriors who are willing to fight for him on the battlefield.
As for the armor that can turn the barbarians into monsters, it's said that it's called the 'God-given Shell' that can give the wearer different beast powers. Just by looking at its appearance, you can roughly guess the focus of its attack method, "Kuchila explained in a deep voice without changing his tone.
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