Chapter 1760: Chapter 853: Army Formation Soul
A terrifying power was converging with the charge of the Golden Tent Army, ten phantoms appeared above their legion and then beca increasingly solid, finally turning into a nearly real existence as if they were real.
These phantoms were images of the Tukan people charging on horseback. They had a giant size, just standing there made them almost as tall as Mosantiel City’s walls, not to ntion that they were riding warhorses matching their body type.
Therefore, they looked even taller than Mosantiel City, holding huge knight lances in their hands, and with the synchronized sound of the Golden Tent Army’s hooves, they rumbled towards Mosantiel City.
For ordinary people to charge and hit city walls, it’s like an egg hitting a rock.
But it’s different when it’s a highly condensed elental body.
This kind of situation, where a group of knights charging triggers magic, was unheard of even to the well-traveled Laiserman witches.
Fortunately, from the start, they did not underestimate the enemy, the City Defense Maze Lock was already open, and energy was frantically converging in this direction.
Due to the fast-paced surge, elents rged appearing in their respective colors, forming a seven-colored light screen in front of Mosantiel City.
“Elental Blast Cannon ready, fire!”
“Fire!”
“Fire!”
When the Golden Tent Army was nearly a kiloter from Mosantiel City, a giant roar ca from the city walls, various colored lights soared into the sky, falling towards the Golden Tent Army.
So cannonballs were crimson, falling among the Golden Tent Army like a colossal teor, knocking the vanguard Cavalry from their horses, then exploding with a boom, a hot wave of fla sweeping over thirty ters, causing lesser injury or death on impact.
And a seven to eight ters tall high-level fire elent, stretched its body, climbing up from the point of impact, waving flaming fists for a new round of attacks against the Tukan Cavalry nearby.
So cannonballs were azure blue, a giant ice sphere forming all kinds of sharp ice shards upon impact, spreading deadly chills, freezing those too close to the impact point alive.
Similarly, a high-level water elent coalesced at the explosion point.
Half-transparent cannonballs were highly condensed wind elents, their wild gales flying everywhere, capable of cutting flesh and blood, their razor-sharp cuts not inferior to blades.
Earth-colored cannonballs had a unique attack thod, plunging into the ground, causing the entire area to quake like an Earthquake Art, making it difficult for personnel to maintain balance, with earth spikes shooting up like blooming flowers, turning those unable to dodge in ti into bloody gourds.
Blazing white Positive Energy Cannonballs directly caused temporary or permanent blindness to personnel within dozens of ters, causing many warhorses to panic, running wildly. Even skilled Tukan riders found them hard to control, especially in a blinded state.
Black Negative Energy Cannonballs sent waves of soul-destroying pulses, obliterating the souls of personnel within the explosion’s range, like they were hit by Death Magic, their bodies controlled by massive negative energy, transforming them into Zombie Cavalry attacking their comrades.
There were at least five Elental Blast Cannons of each type on Mosantiel city’s walls, capable of delivering volleys every three to four rounds.
They were sure to be the nesis of human wave tactics. No wonder Sel’s undead human wave tactics were thwarted at Mosantiel City.
Before they could stagger to Mosantiel City’s walls, they were blasted to bits by these devastating bombardnts.
This applied even to the Tukan Golden Tent Army; wherever they were hit, there would temporarily be a blank, but it was quickly filled by soldiers from the rear.
Their vigor and spirit were infused into the Army Formation Totem, unified into one entity, with Will that was unbreakable.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Once they got within five hundred ters of the city.
A loud quivering of bowstrings resounded from Mosantiel City’s walls, thousands of ballista carts unleashed a volley, massive arrows rushing towards the Golden Tent Army.
“Hah!”
It was unclear whether the Golden Tent Soldiers shouted in unison or the Army Formation Soul roared.
The sound materialized, like a massive sonic wave attack, blowing away or deflecting the path of the giant arrows heading at them.
Many arrows pierced their bodies. Although they didn’t get blown away, they behaved as if shot into water, reducing their power significantly even if they landed on Golden Tent Soldiers.
After a round of volleys, only a few Golden Tent Soldiers were knocked off their horses.
These Army Formation Souls were not only for offense, but also for defense, naturally targeting traditional siege weapons first.
When the Golden Tent Soldiers charged within three hundred ters, the effectiveness of the arrow rain from the city walls was predictable, directly replicating the fate of the ballista crossbows, with most being blocked by the Army Formation Souls at the forefront.
After several rounds of adaptation, the Army Formation Souls even developed a way to counter the Elental Blast Cannons, their charging lances turning into colossal bows, launching volleys at the elental cannonballs.
The two sides collided fiercely in mid-air, exploding on the spot.
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