Commander Casella Ingvar looked pensive as her Living Sentinels fought alongside a large number of Glory Seeker and Crosser chs.
Just like the left flank, the Larkinson Clan was only capable of playing a marginal role at the right flank.
Perhaps the only consolation was that the Living Sentinels piloted the sa comrcial second-class chs as the other ch forces. The Princess Jeckas, Vima Suns and Tamris Stellars in the hands of her troops were identical to those in the hands of the Avatars of Myth and the Flagrant Vandals.
Of course, the other ch forces utilized them a little better because of the difference that pilots made. She was rely glad that the difference didn't appear to be too big, which showcased that her n were worthy soldiers.
While she continued to pay attention to the overall state of her side of the battlefield, she did not neglect the difference she could make as a person. Her ch, a prototype Bright Warrior Version B in rifleman ch configuration, constantly fired powerful positron beams that precisely hit an exposed joint, an important sensor system or the exposed gaps of a damaged ch.
Casella was an expert candidate!
Her skill, judgent, intuition, reaction speed and other relevant attributes had exceeded human limitations, if only barely. That was still enough to turn her into a top combatant among the thousands of chs that were clashing right in front of her machine!
In particular, her concentration, attention span and her multi-tasking ability had increased considerably, allowing her to pay attention to both the state of the battle and her own combat situation with hardly any penalties!
"5th Company, reinforce the 3rd Company and prevent the Praetor chs from breaching through their ranks."
"Vima Suns of the 6th and 8th Company, suppress the light skirmishers coming around to harass us from below the orbital plane."
"Requesting artillery support at the marked coordinates. We need to break up the charge of the Planat lancer chs."
The battle might look like chaos up close, but Commander Casella never lost her cool!
After clashing against the chs dispatched by the Praetor Clan and Planat Clan, she already gained a asure of her opponents.
Just as Major Verle had alluded to her, the enemy military chs were orderly and disciplined but not that imaginative. The intensity of battle was lower at this side of the battlefield because neither side wanted to initiate any high-risking gambits that could easily escalate and lead to massive casualties.
Instead, both sides seed content with going through the motions, though the battle was anything but an illusion. Even if they weren't putting their all into the fight, plenty of chs still succumbed and many ch pilots constantly perished as a result of the large-scale fighting!
Both sides had different reasons to keep the fight from escalating at this side.
The Golden Skull Alliance sought to achieve victory at the left side. Defeating the 8 Fridayman expert chs was the primary win condition for the expeditionary forces. With thousands of chs focusing all of their efforts on taking down 8 expert chs, the latter's odds were not great!
Once those expert chs fell, the enemy strike force lost a major component of their strength, thereby freeing up a lot of friendly forces which could be reassigned to attack other enemies!
As for the Praetors and Planats, they were content to maintain a stalemate because they put their faith in their expert pilots.
Back in Vicious Mountain, the status of expert pilots in battle was supre! Whenever they were present on the battlefield, the duel between opposing high-ranking ch pilots was all that mattered!
Once an expert ch beca victorious, the soldiers of the winning side received an insane morale boost while the ch pilots of the losing side fell into a pit of despair.
Unless there was a gross disparity in numbers, the latter always suffered defeat at the end!
Commander Casella briefly directed her attention upwards. An intensive clash had erupted between the expert chs of both sides!
The Crossers and their archenemies weren't ssing around! Their dium and high-tier expert chs fought with such intensity and violence that not a single standard ch dared to get close or interfere with the destructive duel.
This wasn't a fight they were qualified to intervene in! It took too many standard chs to put pressure on an enemy expert ch, but if Commander Casella really attempted such, she would have too few chs to stop the regular troops of the enemy from advancing!
This was the true reason why the Praetor and Planat chs fought in such a sticky fashion. They wanted to occupy as many Larkinson, Glory Seeker and Crosser chs as possible in order to prevent them from interfering with the duels taking place above!
An alert sounded in her cockpit.
"Watch out!"
The Trost piloted by Venerable Kelvin Praetor briefly swooped closer to the static battle lines and unleashed a wide and devastating blast of glowing flas that enveloped 15 Living Sentinel chs and 22 Crosser chs!
The chs that had been struck all burned with blue flas that lted right through their armor plating and charred the internals!
Fortunately, the majority of the ch pilots quickly understood their chs were unsalvageable and ejected their cockpits. Only a couple of ejected cockpits were still afla. The hardened shells only lasted for seconds before breaching the interior and turning the ch pilots inside into ashes.
"Noo!"
Venerable Linda Cross arrived late!
Her expert space knight seed to dash forward with great montum! The Trost barely evaded the Amphis as the latter attempted to charge into the hybrid with its shield!
Even though the space knight missed the mark, it launched forward its sword as it passed, causing it to slam into one of the Trost's arms and deliver a deep cut that exposed its internals!
What was even more remarkable was that the thrown sword was connected by a chain. Even though the sword bounced away shortly after impacting the Trost, it seed to gain life and attempted to entangle the Praetor expert ch with its chain!
The Trost panickingly withdrew from the range of the chained sword. Nothing good would co from getting lassoed! The chain connecting the sword with the Amphis was so thick and resilient that barely any weapon in the Trost's arsenal could cut its links apart in a short amount of ti.
Just as Venerable Kelvin Praetor thought he had dodged a dangerous mont, the sensors of his ch picked up a sudden change from the other expert chs that were dueling in the vicinity.
The Conavis r that had persistently fought to contain the Imperior Verdict piloted by Venerable Albert Praetor suddenly turned around in an instant and activated all of its boosters to accelerate towards the Trost's exposed rear!
The Imperial Verdict montarily froze at the sudden turn of events. Venerable Albert Praetor had been so engaged in his duel against Venerable Imaris Cross that he had tuned out the presence of other chs on the battlefield.
The trident-wielding expert ch rapidly accelerated forward in order to catch up with its opponent, but its speed could never match that of an expert light skirmisher!
"Hahaha!" Venerable Imaris laughed as the daggers of his ch already glowed in off-white. "Albert always fights like he's in the dueling arena. Idiot!"
Even though Venerable Kelvin was already attempting to turn around the Trost, he noticed that the Amphis had already closed in and launched its chain sword forward a second ti with surprising speed!
The expert hybrid ch fell into a dilemma. The daggers of an expert light skirmisher swept in from the rear while the chain sword extended by an expert knight ch approached from the front.
There was no way the Trost could block both attacks! Perhaps other expert chs might be able to, but Venerable Kelvin Praetor's personal machine was not geared for blocking or parrying!
"KELVIN! Defend from the front!"
The expert pilot's eyes lit up! He completely disregarded the approaching Conavis r and focused fully on blocking the chain sword. The ch quickly retrieved two shafts strapped to the side of its legs and slotted them together to form a short halberd!
With impeccable timing and precision, the Trost swung the flat of the glowing halberd blade against the side of the sword connected to the chain.
Two resonance glows briefly competed against each other before cancelling each other out! Without any form of true resonance amplifying the power of the chained sword, it had briefly turned into a regular weapon with regular montum.
Though the stress to the Trost was not light, the battering impact successfully swung the threatening sword off-course!
Unfortunately, this heavy exertion left the Trost's rear completely exposed against the Conavis r's lethal daggers.
Small weapon ports exposed themselves from the Trost's back and fired a pair of potent missiles at the incoming light skirmisher.
"That won't work!"
The Conavis r's knees bent in a way that caused them to expose two gun ports that fired two separate streams of projectiles that intercepted the incoming missiles!
The Trost fired so additional weapons from the rear, but the Conavis r's resonance shield fended most of them off while dodging the remainder!
Venerable Kelvin Praetor was not yet out of tricks. However, the price of implenting his desperate solution was very severe.
Yet just as the Conavis r was about to sink its daggers into the flight system of the enemy hybrid ch, Venerable Imaris Cross abruptly jerked his light ch off course.
A gloving arrow had almost struck the Conavis r! If the light skirmisher had not altered its course, its relatively lightly-armored fra would have suffered considerable damage!
"Damira!"
The four chs that had moved closer to each other all looked above the heads of their chs.
Having previously decided to fight far away from other chs in order to avoid endangering their comrades, Venerable Damira Planat decided to break this accord first.
Just as the Erin Tear swung its twin axes against the battered unfolded shield of the Bolvos Rage, the weapon master ch declined to take advantage of the mont the shield finally split in half.
Instead, the boosters installed on the Planat expert ch's front engaged at full blast, causing the ch to distance itself from the Bolvos Rage and avoid the explosion of heat that Patriarch Reginald's hybrid ch unleashed from its chest!
As the Erin Tear launched backwards, it connected the ends of its two axes together as they spontaneously elongated and morphed into the shape of a bow. The Erin Tear rapidly retrieved an arrow from a slot built inside its thigh and strung it onto the flexible alloy string before pulling the bow and firing the projectile in one smooth motion!
"DAMIRA!" Venerable Reginald Cross furiously roared. "You will pay for that!"
Even though the Bolvos Rage's chest projector already unleashed a powerful close-ranged heat blast, it rapidly glowed before firing a powerful energy beam that struck the Erin Tear before it could completely dodge out of the way!
The weapon master ch had already morphed its spear into a thick radial shield that barely managed to block the powerful beam!
Even though the shield had rapidly heated up, it still remained intact!
No more attacks ensued for a mont. The three expert chs of the traitor clan rapidly congregated together while the three Crosser expert chs grouped up as well.
The two sides briefly faced each other. The expert pilots knew that the struggle between them would beco even more precarious now that they had linked up with their peers.
"Our primary target is the Trost." Patriarch Reginald Cross decided with a repressed voice. "It is the easiest to defeat out of the three."
Venerable Damira Planat issued a similar instruction to the two Praetor expert pilots. "Target the Amphis first. I know it's a space knight, but it is the least maneuverable out of our current opponents. Just pile as much damage onto it as possible. Take out its flight system if you have the opportunity! We don't need to care about the rest of the Amphis once it loses its mobility!"
Six expert chs clashed against each other with much more violence than before!
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