Capítulo 539: Scene 18: Lumberyard Battle (5)_2
But this situation quickly changed, because Brand had put down his longsword and started a charge. The young man shot out of the forest like an arrow released from a bowstring. By the ti he first landed on the riverbank, he had already covered half the distance to the battlefield, and when he sprang off the ground again, he was like a phantom, darting among the cave dwellers.
In the eyes of the rcenaries who had put down their crossbows and walked out of the forest at that mont, their young lord seed like a shifting black light—as he moved forward, his black tailcoat fluttered like a cloak billowing in the wind—this banner cut into the gap between the ‘adventurers,’ Great Angel, and the cave dwellers and Bear Goblins in the blink of an eye.
A few cave dwellers only then realized what was happening and turned to block this sudden enemy, but just as they raised their weapons, Brand had already ghosted past the flashing blades, closing in on a Bear Goblin in the center of the battlefield.
The Bear Goblin was extrely alert. It twitched its furry ears and instinctively swung its hand. The flail in its hand whistled towards Brand, but to the young man’s eyes, the motion was so slow. He paused to avoid the spiked iron ball, grabbed the cold iron chain, and, using the opponent’s force, soared high into the air—then released his grip, flipped once in mid-air, and landed steadily.
Right on the broad, sturdy shoulders of the Bear Goblin.
The entire movent was executed seamlessly, almost completed in a flash of lightning. The rcenaries barely blinked before they saw Brand half-kneeling on the Bear Goblin’s broad shoulders, calmly pressing his longsword into its throat with both hands.
A spray of blood, as dazzling as a tattered flag on the riverbank that afternoon.
Brand withdrew his longsword, and the Bear Goblin let out a low groan, its massive body swaying before crashing down. For a mont, the battlefield fell silent.
The rcenaries who saw this scene seed to forget about ti and the existence of the world around them for a mont. They instinctively stopped, breaths in their chests carrying a hint of blood, heat, and a streak of legendary flavor. However, the one commanding them also had his eyes on the young figure, but he could not forget the current environnt—
Fern stepped forward, cutting off the view between his n and Brand. He drew his giant sword forward and ordered in a deep voice, “Pick up the pace, line up, move forward, don’t let them co ashore—”
But when the Fire Earth Battle Group Commander turned around, he saw that the cave dwellers had already restored their order.
These creatures from Jogen Digan seed to be able to communicate through so signal transmitted in the air. Under the command of a dozen or so purple-red cave dweller warriors, these monsters that had been in chaos due to the previous rain of arrows had regrouped as soon as the rcenaries set foot out of the forest, and it seed they were ready to advance once more.
No more than half a minute had passed.
Fern then realized how wise it was for Brand to halt their charge. If they had charged, they might have faced a reford group of cave dwellers before even reaching the riverbank, and it wouldn’t have been easy for the rcenaries to stop.
Fern didn’t need to think to understand how slim their chances were of defeating a much stronger opponent when their formation had fallen apart.
He turned his head to see the apprehensive looks of the maintaining order Crenxia and Yuta on the other side of the battlefield.
“Who on earth is this young man,” Fern wondered, “even among the Highland Wizards and Knights of Karasu, there are such excellent descendants. Those guys aren’t much better than the regular nobles either.”
However, his thoughts returned to the battlefield, and he still felt uneasy about this engagent. Although the young man’s judgnts had been correct ti and again, the cave dwellers in front of him still felt increasingly invincible. Even though they could wait in formation by the riverbank, he could not believe they could withstand even the first wave of a charge against enemies far superior in morale, organization, and individual strength.
He raised his hand, the front row of warriors lowered their large shields with a ‘crash’ as they advanced, the rear row warriors temporarily acting as spearn and swordsn, the professional archers and crossbown reloading their weapons. But the previous arrow rain, aside from causing confusion, had achieved negligible results. The current impact was hard to predict, mostly serving as psychological comfort.
Indeed, after another wave of arrows, the cave dwellers who fell didn’t even exceed single digits. The cave dwellers and the tall Bear Goblins maintained their formation, wading forward through the water, the sound resembling a march of death approaching. At this mont, not only Fern, but he clearly saw hesitation and uncertainty on his n’s faces.
They wavered.
Less than a hundred feet away, the archers released a third wave of arrows. Fern clearly saw those powerless arrows strike the thick fur of the Bear Goblins and bounce off, having almost no effect.
Fifty feet.
Yuta bit her lip and stood at the front of her n. Though she knew she wasn’t strong, at least she could lessen the impact of the cave dwellers on her troops—those who called her Big Sister and she saw as her brothers and sisters.
For the first ti, she felt so regret, doubting if she had made the wrong choice: she looked back towards the direction where the young man Brand was. At that mont, Brand had just brought down a second Bear Goblin without glancing her way; Yuta couldn’t help wondering if he, like other nobles, didn’t care about their lives.
Twenty feet.
Crenxia could almost see the wrinkles on the cave dwellers’ skin; he was sweating profusely, gripping his longsword tightly.
The next mont, the two forces—though perhaps not fitting the term ‘army’. In any case, the rcenaries and the cave dwellers clashed. But the outco was beyond everyone’s expectations.
Because at that mont, the battlefield lost all sound.
Everyone felt it.
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