CHAPTER 1972: CHAPTER 632: SWEEPING ACROSS THOUSANDS OF TROOPS (PART 3)

General Reyes was momentarily dumbstruck as he suddenly understood what the Shaman of Divine Songs intended to do!

It wasn’t a whim of Richard, nor was he trying to show off in front of the human military observers and the Red-clad High Priest; he aimed for a devastating blow to the enemy’s morale! This had always been the combat style of the Summer Palace Guard, a strategy employed in the desert, and today was no exception!

General Reyes understood all too well the importance of morale for an army!

"After today’s battle, let the Mulanese tremble before us Beamon!" Liu Zhenhuan executed a backflip, landing smoothly beside General Fawkes, and twisted General Reyes’s handsome, fair face: "Kid! Today is not our final battle; one day you too will lead your army galloping across the lands of the Mulan Empire!"

After suffering heavy losses, the Mulan scouts finally developed a strategy; they hurriedly mounted their saddles and galloped away; now they had no choice left. Confronting the Antelope Warriors on foot would result in the sweeping radius of the opponents’ totem pillars, five times greater than their curved blades, burying all the Mulan scouts here.

Now they could only rely on their mounts to gain speed in a charge to find a sliver of hope!

The fifty-meter drawbridge had already been cleared by the Antelope Warriors. Under the shadow of the Crown Thorns Armor, the fleeing camel cavalry appeared like a swarm of mice scurrying before a lynx.

The main forces of the Mulanese were approaching closer and closer, each cavalryman relentlessly driving their mounts without sparing any effort, raising endless clouds of dust.

Time, all they lacked now was time!

Stepping into the Donau Wasteland, the 856 heavy infantry of antelope warriors immediately deployed into a double-layered linear battle formation. Although numbering only four hundred, the horizontal battle line of antelope warriors stood with a momentum like a mighty army; even though the enemy’s main force was approaching closer, they remained expressionless and steadfast as a rock.

After creating enough space for a charge, nearly a thousand Mulan scouts, motivated by the backing support of the nearing main force, driven by honor and bloodlust, formed a wedge-shaped charge formation with all their camels and launched one last desperate counterattack against the infantry phalanx of the antelope warriors.

"They are coming, they are coming! Foot against cavalry! Foot against cavalry!" The human military observers, discussing excitedly, whispered among themselves.

The expressions of these human strategy advisors appeared tenser than that of Liu Zhenhuan. The double-layered linear battle formation of the Antelope Warriors was the least suited for foot-against-cavalry combat. Due to the lack of intercepting layers, in front of cavalry, this infantry formation seemed like two sheets of paper, breaking with a single thrust.

The Beamon warriors dared to stand their ground naturally because they had their reasons; otherwise, how could they maintain a calm mindset despite the imminent overwhelming force!

The human military advisors couldn’t help but admire the psychological fortitude of these Buer Warriors. If it were an equal number of human warriors, facing the impending onslaught of ten thousand enemy troops and wanting to remain composed for another fight would almost be an impossible feat.

"Rumble, rumble" drawing nearer and nearer to the Buer battle formation, the Mulan scouts all grabbed their javelins.

Utilizing the strong inertia of the camel’s dash, they were confident that at the moment before engagement, their unparalleled sharp javelins would pierce the bodies of these antelope warriors, then trample these barbarians into mince with the iron hooves of their camels!

Past achievements provided these Mulan cavalrymen with enough confidence. In the desert, no other country’s infantry had ever been able to withstand the charge of the camel unit, not even the Geslor Iron Shell Soldiers wearing thick tortoise shells!

"What era do we live in now?" Liu Zhenhuan exclaimed in a maniacal laugh as the Mulan scouts finally charged to a hundred yards in front of the antelope warriors.

Scarlet flying blades like tributes from a fairy’s rainbow were swung out from the totem pillars of the Antelope Warriors.

Although the double-layered linear formation appeared thin, it possessed a massive horizontal column advantage; for the "blood berserk" attack wave, this formation rendered the maximum lethal radius!

A red storm swept across the wasteland, bringing forth even more red,

The front row swiftly crouched down as the second layer of antelope warriors unleashed the second wave of red storm, swirling scarlet scythes wrapped in the first moonbeams of Xiang Pa sweeping into the furiously charging Mulan camel regiment.

Five Birdwing Crossbow Cars and twenty Turtle-shell Water Sprayers followed the two volleys of blood blades, launching enormous moon blades and fiery dragon flames.

Two sinister halos descended upon the bewildered Mulan camel regiment: one a blood-sucking halo, the other a sluggish halo.

The blood drawn into the air transformed into countless crimson threads, sinuously weaving into the solid bodies of the antelope warriors, while the sluggish halo erupted among the Mulan scouts escaping the initial range attack.

Perfect coordination!

This was the cooperative effort from Helen and Moer atop the city wall; the poisonous edge of the Altar Sacrificial Ceremony in conventional warfare became evident instantly. Battered by the sluggish halo and felled like grass under a raging scythe, the Mulan scouts had completely collapsed—perhaps they should have collapsed earlier, but the antelope warriors’ mid-range firepower didn’t grant them the opportunity for collapse.