Chapter 1527: Chapter 886: Confrontation Inside the Galaxy Corridor (Part 2)_1 Chapter 1527: Chapter 886: Confrontation Inside the Galaxy Corridor (Part 2)_1 Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
Heavy and urgent horn sounds echoed in the galaxy corridor ford by two mountain ranges,
facing our main force of subordinates led by Asher Porter, Joshua, Burt, and others in the 5 pursuing army corps.
Four main force corps commanded by enemy kingdom generals had also fully deployed their formations under the commands of their respective leaders, showing a formidable montum under the vast moonlit night.
In the huge and connected squares, there were countless soldiers, with rows of cold images ford by sharp weapons, shields, magic wands, and longbows, making it almost difficult to breathe.
Unlike the other eight ordinary army formations scattered behind,
every soldier in these four enemy formations showed fearlessness and boiling fighting spirit, like red-eyed jackals, staring dead at our approaching camp.
Each of them was a carefully selected soldier who had undergone the harshest training and possessed the finest equipnt.
In their eyes, the 5 pursuing army corps on our side were like Frost Sheep being delivered into their mouths, not worth ntioning, and absolutely not their opponents!
The most important thing was that each of them clearly understood.
As long as they defeated our side, the morale of the eight corps behind them would be restored.
By then, both the Lord of Cyan City and the Fifth Princess would be dood!
“Prepare for battle!”
Under the commands of their respective leaders, the murderous noble soldiers drew their sword, pulled their bows, and quickly made preparations for battle.
In this enemy joint army corps of forty thousand people, a standard interception formation was ford.
The vanguard, consisting of Great Swordsn, Heavy Infantry, and Long Axe Infantry, focused on frontal combat led by the Demon Hunter General Skar’s elite foot combat corps.
The center was a long-range corps comprised of Longbown and guard infantry, led by Sharp Arrow General Yarvi’s physical long-range corps.
The rear was a magic ranged corps led by Heavy Artillery General Ulis, already deployed with hundreds of Magic Cannons, and mages wearing magic robes.
As for the flanks, there were five squadrons of light and heavy cavalry on each side, commanded by Iron Cavalry General Sein.
For a mont, the montum of rely four corps was enough to rival our five pursuing corps, let alone the other eight ordinary corps forming behind them.
“Is it finally ti for us to show our prowess?”
In the center of the army formation, a low and eerie voice sounded.
A burly middle-aged noble mage slowly walked out of the Imperial Guards’ protection.
About fifty years old, he wore a lavish gray-black magic robe with a Magic Cannon-shaped emblem embroidered on the chest with gold thread.
Beneath the emblem, embroidered was a pair of fierce black lions, lifting the emblem, a pattern only generals of the kingdom experienced in countless battles had the privilege to wear.
This man was one of the two Kingdom generals loyal to the Second Prince, Heavy Artillery General Ulis.
Ulis’ bitter and murderous face was filled with dissatisfaction.
At the beginning of this war, they, who were supposed to be the main force generals of the Kingdom, were arranged at the end of the team.
Although those two self-righteous black-robed commanders claid it was to preserve strength, it was clear to anyone that they were just trying to seize credit for their own interests.
And now, when everything was about to beco irreversible, they pushed them out to save the situation, thoroughly revealing the nature of these small-minded upstarts.
“If we had entered the battle earlier and given our all, those despicable Otherworlders and their rabble wouldn’t have held out so long, and we wouldn’t be in such a passive situation now,” Ulis sneered disdainfully, his dissatisfaction growing even stronger. “From the beginning, they should never have been given command.”
“Who would have thought that No. 3 would beco the Second Prince’s favorite?”
A noble young man in exquisite leather armor, in his thirties, walked over and said indifferently, “Besides, the opponent is a Tier 5 Powerhouse; there’s nothing that can be done.”
The young nobleman held a thick giant longbow, revealing elegance and composure in every move.
However, more than that, he, like Ulis, exuded a strong sense of superiority and intense killing intent, revealing the air of a nobleman.
This man was another new aristocracy Kingdom General loyal to the Second Prince, Sharp Arrow General Yarvi.
“Enough, let’s not talk about that.”
Ulis waved his hands, adjusting his emotions again, and a sneer and murderous intent appeared on his face once more: “Judging from the current situation, as long as we wipe out those despicable Otherworlder’s five corps, we still can tilt the scale of victory in our favor.”
“That’s right, both the despicable Otherworlder and the Fifth Princess must end up dead and buried tonight.”
Killing intent filled Yarvi’s eyes as he coldly said, “Especially that despicable Otherworlder. He’s extrely dangerous, being able to attract both the mysterious God-like figure and the White Knight from the Royal Capital to help. If we let him be, endless troubles will follow.”
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