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Chapter 1970 - Capítulo 1970: 632: Sweeping Away All Opposition

Author: Jing Guan
updatedAt: 2025-11-18

Capítulo 1970: Chapter 632: Sweeping Away All Opposition

With the same thoughts in mind, the Mulan Phantom Beast Knights, who were the first to approach Witherspoon City, stayed far in the air, not daring to get too close to this city.

The news that the Smey Clan started anew hadn’t reached the Sea Clan and the Mulanese yet. Liu Shock knew the disappointment of Witherspoon having no Smey Clan guarding it, and the Mulan Phantom Beast Knights were similarly quietly wary of the dangerous Swan People.

The intelligence on Beamon troop types had long been informed to these Mulan Phantom Beast Knights. Facing spells and crossbow arrows, the Phantom Beast Air Force might still rely on the durability of their Phantom Beast armor, flying skills, and quick mobility to evade, but in front of the “Sky Banning Song” covering an area of hundreds of squares, any aerial evasion is just a laughable struggle before death.

All eyes were focused on more than a thousand Mulan scouts, who were leading camels and galloping, gradually approaching the city gate.

The iron chains of the drawbridge had been cut by Liu Shock. As long as the scouts could win about twenty minutes of buffer time for the main force and prevent Witherspoon’s city gate from closing smoothly, the following hundred thousand Mulan cavalry would definitely be able to completely destroy this city!

Even if a wall of copper and iron were blocking the city gate, the ten thousand camel cavalry could use continuous impact to open a bloody path!

Seeing the foot-bound Mulan scouts approaching Witherspoon once again, Liu Shock made a move that sent all Beamon warriors’ blood boiling—he lifted two meat grinder war chariots blocking the right side of the city gate over his head, and like stacking blocks, placed them all upon the crystal war chariot on the left side of the road.

“Oh my God! Your Shaman of Divine Songs must be the incarnation of Hercules!” The human consultants of the military observation group were dumbfounded, and the row of knee-deep footprints on the hard granite road made everlasting impressions in their hearts.

“Hercules is nothing! There is only one Shaman of Divine Songs in the world!” The Beamon warriors rudely and proudly mocked the human consultants’ astonishment.

The war chariot line originally at the city gate was two in a row. With Liu Shock’s maneuver, it created a huge gap. Before all onlookers could grasp what he intended, the heavy infantry of the Summer Palace began to advance.

This heavy infantry unit, composed of Antelope Warriors, all equipped with gleaming golden Totem Pillars of War Songs and Crown Thorns Armor riddled with barbs, under the red military banner made of skulls and nasturtium flowers, this Golden Ring Warrior unit emerging from the Underground World, exuded a historical and destined fierceness and the solemn might of the first army of Beamon, stepping murderously out of the city gate, standing at the forefront of the drawbridge.

The Mulan scouts, having abandoned their camel mounts to charge the city gate, just stepped onto the drawbridge. They huddled tightly beside the robust camels, hoping to use these moving walls of flesh to shield themselves from attacks from above the city wall, safely covering their advance into the city gate.

The Beamon long-range firepower troops on the city walls showed no mercy, ignoring the scouts charging onto the drawbridge.

The Magic Protectors remained silent, the Boer’s pitch-demons remained silent, the Ministers remained silent, and the learned porcupine javelin throwers remained silent this time; only the Stuka Phantom Beast Regiment, under the command of the second officer, the Whale Warrior Figo, donned radiant Phantom Beast armor, ready to take off at any time to engage the Mulan Phantom Beast Knights.

Perhaps Figo’s sheer size was too rugged and terrifying. The narwhal warrior, having just summoned the Mushroom Skin Crocodile Phantom Beast, made an appearance that immediately frightened away a hundred or so Mulan Phantom Beast Knights.

The thunderous drumbeats of the general’s war drums resonated timely on the city wall, each resounding beat causing a unanimous “Kampas” roar, as the heavy infantry of the Summer Palace simultaneously took a step forward.

Those familiar with Beamon combat style knew that the sound of war drums signaled that the Beamon Army was about to launch an attack!

This omen was as standard as a thunderstorm’s downpour, but the Beamon Army’s assault might be even more violent than torrential rain!

Regrettably, the Mulanese’s understanding of Beamon was still in the theoretical stage.

They automatically ignored the overwhelming, solemn drum sounds, completely overawed by the heavy infantry of the Summer Palace.

The Mulan scouts who just stepped onto the drawbridge exhibited a symptom called “collective dumbfoundedness.” They had not expected the adversary to engage them in foot combat directly, much less anticipated facing opponents who were larger than the Lantsang camels, resembling metallic fortresses—the Beamon giants.

The drumbeat continued, and the heavy infantry’s march remained steadily advancing.

The leading Mulan scouts, holding onto the camels, turned around in panic and looked around.

Faced with the overwhelming momentum of a moving metal hill, the foremost Mulan scouts couldn’t help but want to retreat, but their bodies were tightly pressed against by their comrades behind them; more than a thousand Mulan scouts, not too many nor too few, given the unified objective of attacking the drawbridge and obstructed by the robust Lantsang camels, those in the rear had no idea why the footsteps upfront had stopped.

One by one, the Mulan officers mounted their saddles to survey the situation, freezing in an instant.

A Berserk Halo enveloped the advancing Golden Ring Warriors, and the Crown Thorns Armor emitted a series of heavy, abrasive mechanical sounds under the warriors’ massively swelling muscles; the gear mechanism, well-oiled, expanded with a sudden ‘kacha’ sound when the Antelope Warriors’ physique reached a certain size, with the back armor’s composite segments fanning forward, accommodating the Antelope Warriors’ physique anew.

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