Chapter 1700: Chapter 974: The Increasingly Intense Battlefield Chapter 1700: Chapter 974: The Increasingly Intense Battlefield The moonlight was pervasive, and the stars were sparse.
On a scorched battlefield that was once a city, our five breakout legions had fully deployed and were engaged in close combat with the enemy’s interception legion holding their ground.
It should be noted that on this battlefield, both enemies and us belonged to the elite troops of the Coldfla Kingdom, with the combat power of the main forces corps certainly not inferior to any of the Royal Army Corps.
Because of this, the equipnt configuration of every participating commander and soldier was incomparable to that of ordinary noble legions.
In order to defeat the enemy, the commanders of both sides, from top to bottom, had played all their cards with no reservations.
Accompanied by the roars fueled by raging fires, magical scrolls and Magic dicines were continuously activated and swallowed, causing the sudden burst of magic radiance in various colors to explode among the soldiers, triggering gusts of piercing wind and shrill screams.
From the onset, the battle had quickly entered into its most intense and feverish stage.
All the soldiers were clearly aware that this battle would significantly influence the outco of the entire campaign, and it also concerned the life and death of every individual, naturally, no one dared to take it lightly.
“Die, Sanders scions!”
At the bloody heart of the battlefield, a Deputy Yorkman of Tier 4 raised his warhamr and swung it fiercely at the vanguard, Andy, drawing a killing aura-filled gale with it.
“The weight of your warhamr cannot crush the resolve that propels us forward!” Andy replied with a cold laugh, facing the incoming giant hamr. His battle axe traced a bright silver arc, not retreating an inch.
Boom!
A violent tallic thud resounded as their weapons collided and neither would step back; instead, the fierce wind generated by their clash knocked over a dozen unsuspecting light infantry soldiers, struggling to rise from the ground.
“Not bad for a pretty boy,” said the Deputy Yorkman, his bullhorn helt reflecting a pair of eyes filled with malevolence as he spoke bitterly, “But my Yorkman Clan has always walked on the edge of blades; how could you pampered gentry possibly compare?”
With that said, the Deputy Yorkman bellowed and intensified the force on his warhamr, causing even the heavy war boots to sink into the shattered slate road.
Sensing the chilling killing intent emanating from his opponent, Andy’s bright eyes remained steadfast, with energy surging in his abdon toward his arms.
After a series of intense battles, Andy was extrely fatigued, but thanks to the Magic dicine supplent and his experience, knowing how to conserve energy to the utmost, he was still able to persist.
“My Sanders Family may reside near the Royal Capital, but we are always prepared for danger. Not only do we send large numbers of elite soldiers to the front lines of the fortresses each year, but in every major battle over the centuries, we have never lacked the passionate blood of the Sanders soldiers!”
Under the enhancent of his internal energy, Andy’s forearms, covered by gauntlets, bulged with veins, as he exerted increasing force.
His aura surged around him, and with a fierce lift of his axe blade, he deflected the opponent’s heavy warhamr, shouting coldly, “As for you arrogant lot, who presus to redeploy troops from the border to this place, what right do you have to dictate to the Sanders Family?”
“Shut up, you all must die today!”
The Deputy Yorkman threw back a Magic dicine, first sending a group of surrounding Shanglu soldiers flying with his hamr, and then once again, carrying unstoppable power, he lunged at Andy.
“No matter the cost, I must help Mr. Lane win this battle!”
Andy, however, was not flustered, having already activated a cyan-hued Magical Scroll.
Instantly, visible cyan Wind Blades erged, and under Andy’s command, they surged violently towards his opponent.
Seeing this, the Deputy Yorkman’s pupils contracted; his response was swift as the radiance of his Energy Shield brightened, casting a dazzling light alongside the alien luster of his Plate Armor—one could say his presence was quite remarkable.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
With successive, sharp Wind Blades shooting out, the assaulted Deputy Yorkman maintained his speed, continuing to advance with a ferocious laugh towards Andy.
Unbeknownst to when, he had acquired an additional earth-yellow Magical Protective Barrier, making the swooping Wind Blades totally ineffective.
Not far behind the Deputy Yorkman, a Rancaster Vice General, protected by nurous bodyguards, was faintly visible, wielding a Magic Wand enveloped in Mana.
At this point, the situation was clear—under the defense enhancent from the Rancaster Vice General, Andy’s fourth-order spell evidently had no effect.
“Ha ha ha, let’s see how you, pretty boy, deal with this!”
As the radiance of the Wind Blades dissipated completely, the unscathed Deputy Yorkman’s montum was even stronger, already bringing his giant hamr down close to Andy.
Below Andy’s feet, sharp spikes violently erupted from the ground, kicking up a storm of dust and debris.
With the assistance of the Rancaster Vice General, Andy, who had been evenly matched with his opponent, was suddenly at a disadvantage, having to face not only the whistling warhamr but also the ground spikes beneath his feet, creating a scene fraught with danger.
“Waste, let’s see how much longer you can hold out!”
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