Chapter 235: Chapter 200: It’s Great to Follow the Lord
At the rear command post of the Wilderness People.
The form-fitting Silver Armor perfectly showcased Eliya’s graceful figure. This Armor, made from a special material, offered excellent defense but was extremely light.
Her chest heaved. She was absolutely furious.
Just as they were about to annihilate the small human squad, that powerful human had appeared out of nowhere again.
What she found most unacceptable was that the Zor Priest, who had just been captured that morning, had surrendered by nightfall. The priest was now turning her Magic against her own people.
How was this any different from a public slap in the face?
Eliya knew the nature of these wretches, but she still hadn’t expected them to surrender so quickly.
Especially that human in Iron Armor. He was terrifyingly strong, even stirring a hint of fear in her heart—the fear of a situation spiraling out of her control.
Even the strongest Martial Arts Instructor in her family could, at most, handle four or five Minotaurs at once. But what was she seeing now?
A light sweep of the Giant Sword left a field of severed limbs and mangled flesh, like slaughtering sheep... No, slaughtering sheep wasn’t this fast. To be more precise, the man was simply mowing down grass.
Whether his opponents were Minotaurs or Goblins, they fell before him in waves. The only difference was that the Goblins’ slender bones would explode on contact with the Giant Sword, turning into piles of shredded meat, while the Minotaurs’ bones were crushed, causing them to collapse to the ground like heaps of mud.
"Kill them! We must keep them here!"
Eliya roared, trying to conceal the fear in her heart.
Enke Bloodhoof’s rumbling voice, like distant thunder, sounded from the side, laced with a hint of helplessness. "Lord, our Warriors have suffered heavy losses. Most of them are already thinking of retreating. It will be very difficult to take them down now."
As the Minotaur Chieftain, Enke saw the situation clearly.
The Tribe’s warriors had already fought a difficult battle from day until now. Just when victory seemed within their grasp, the enemy’s reinforcements arrived, dealing them a heavy blow.
This kind of blow—like reaching the summit of a snowy peak only to be thrown back down the cliff—was something even the most elite warriors couldn’t endure.
"Enke, do you no longer wish to save your young?"
Eliya’s gaze shot toward him, filled with warning.
"Don’t you forget our agreement."
"..." Enke fell silent. Then, as if it weighed nothing, he lifted the Crescent Giant Axe beside him—an axe as large as a Minotaur itself. "Lord, I will personally oversee the battle. Any who retreat will regret it for the rest of their lives!"
Three hundred Minotaur warriors in Iron Armor, only their blood-red eyes visible through their helmets, arrived at the rear of the Wilderness Alliance Army, breathing heavily as they formed up. Their towering, hill-like bodies stood ramrod straight, like a black fortress wall.
Any who retreated would face the thunderous wrath of these Minotaurs.
A tide of Wilderness People was once again urged onto the battlefield by the Battle Commanders, the cracks of their whips echoing through the air.
Under this immense pressure, the Wilderness People erupted with unimaginable morale.
The Lord, busy charging and killing, clearly felt that the enemy’s assault had not weakened. On the contrary, it had grown even more ferocious.
He looked up. After fighting for so long, not only had the enemy’s numbers not dwindled, but they were actually bringing in more troops.
"Damn it, they’re insane," Levi cursed as he swept his sword again, cutting down every enemy within reach.
"Lord, the enemy clearly intends to keep us here," Panda said, panting heavily, his expression grave.
To be honest, this wasn’t his first time fighting the Wilderness Natives, but usually, those ragtag armies would rout after just a few charges.
Nothing like this, where every single one of them had bloodshot eyes, throwing their lives away to swarm forward.
Even a regular army would be no better than this.
"Keep us here? Let’s see who’s really getting left behind!" Levi sneered.
A new round of slaughter began.
The combat prowess of the Minotaurs was truly commendable. They were the only opponents tough enough to slightly slow the Lord and his squad’s piercing tactics.
"Focus all Bows and Arrows and Magic on those Minotaurs!" he roared over his shoulder, not caring if those behind him could hear.
While he himself paid the Minotaurs no mind, for the soldiers of the Thorn Corps behind him, and even for the Panda Warriors, dealing with them required considerable effort.
Though the enemy was numerous, only Races like the Minotaurs, Pigmen, and Ogres could put any real pressure on them. The Goblins and Kobolds were the most numerous, but their only role was to beat the drums on the sidelines.
The Panda Warriors he led were managing, but the Thorn Corps had been locked in a difficult, bitter struggle from the very beginning.
The Lizardmen and Bear Goblins were the true backbone of this Alliance Army, with both their combat power and numbers being above average.
The more numerous Vassal Warriors were not as strong as them, while the more powerful Minotaurs and Ogres were not as numerous.
Under the command of Giant Goblins who possessed some military knowledge, the Bear Goblins actually managed to form crooked Lancer formations amidst the chaos. While their discipline and bravery could only be called passable, their physical strength was enough to put them on par with some of humanity’s third-rate legions.
Unfortunately for them, when compared to the Thorn Corps, the vast difference in equipment made the situation completely one-sided.
Their crude, rusty longspears could only leave a white scratch on the Plate Armor of the Thorn Corps’ Heavy Armored Infantry, whereas the Thorn Corps’ Fine Steel longspears could easily turn them into beehives.
In comparison, while the Lizardmen also couldn’t block the soldiers’ longspears, the Scales on their bodies had defensive properties comparable to a suit of Leather Armor, preventing them from being run straight through with a single thrust.
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