On the Elven side, their cooperation was clearly better.
They ford a unified Array, unleashing a powerful Magic Joint Attack as a shockwave of flas radiated from the center of the Alliance army toward the orcs.
Instantly, the orcs contacting the shockwave were flung away by the powerful thrust.
Their bodies ignited, flas searing every inch of their muscles, so turning into charcoal amidst agonizing cries.
Yet, many didn’t even get the chance to be burned to death, as they were trampled by companions from behind who couldn’t stop in ti.
The Magic Wolf pack’s charge was formidable, rivaling those robust herbivores, and any orc that got trampled stood almost no chance of survival.
The ergence of the fla shockwave had decimated the first three or four ranks of the Beastman army before slowly dissipating.
The soldiers on the Alliance side were instantly boosted in morale.
Even so of the recruits whose hands were previously trembling showed flushed faces of excitent, gradually forgetting their fear.
However, the Beast Race’s charging stance did not halt.
Beastman warriors are brave and fearless of death.
The previous attack wave was not enough to cause them to flee.
As the distance closed, head hunters from the orc side also threw their weapons.
These were poisoned Long Spears, though few in number, heavier than arrows, and the consequences of being hit by one were terrifying.
In such a battlefield, effective treatnt in short order was impossible, let alone detoxification.
Those soldiers hit by the Long Spears could only slowly die in pain and anguish.
"Mages! Intercept those Long Spears!!!"
A Commander shouted loudly.
"Boom boom boom boom boom!!"
Imdiately, hundreds of Fireballs erupted in the sky.
So of the Long Spears were intercepted, while the rest fell directly into the Alliance’s army formation.
The Long Spears, thrown high, accelerated due to gravity on descent, gaining speed, and eventually pierced into the crowd with unmatched montum.
Despite the Human soldiers raising giant Shields for defense, these Long Spears weren’t like ordinary arrows that could be easily blocked; they pierced through the shields, stabbing into the soldiers beneath.
Luckily, although the Long Spears were powerful, their range was very limited due to the throwing thod, allowing only one round of attack before both sides t together.
"Hold steady! Hold steady! The orcs are coming! Everyone, ground your spear shafts, maintain balance! Prepare for Impact!!!"
With the Commander’s shout, the beastn riding Magic Wolves charged head-on.
Then, suddenly, the earth rumbled amidst so formations, followed by vigorous shaking.
The ground split open, and over a dozen towering figures broke through the earth, instantly sending the soldiers above flying.
"It’s Rock Demons! Rock Demons have erged!"
A soldier scread a ghastly cry.
Simultaneously, the orc Wolf Cavalry seized the chaos to charge forward.
Riding Magic Wolves, they leaped, attempting to jump over the human defense line.
Unfortunately, their leap was insufficient to clear the shield wall ahead.
Many orcs, along with Magic Wolves, were impaled on Long Spears, blood washing over the soldiers below.
However, this was just a beginning.
More orcs charged, flesh and steel shields colliding with extraordinary force.
Long Spears pierced their bodies and then snapped.
The first row of giant shields barely held on after the initial collision before being trampled by magic wolves onto the ground, crushing the soldiers beneath.
"Rumble!"
The remaining dozens of Rock Demon Clan also reached the combat zone, imdiately shattering the shield wall of the front soldiers.
The large body of the Rock Demons directly smashed the defensive line open with dozens of large breaches, allowing the Beast Race’s Wolf Cavalry to follow behind.
The most brutal lee combat began.
Humans are inferior to Beastman warriors in terms of size and Strength; in one-on-one duels, it’s difficult to gain advantage.
They relied on their Long Spears to launch dium-to-short range attacks against their opponents.
Typically, two to three soldiers stabbed one beastman together, working in concert to slay their foe.
Yet, even so, many were hit by a dying beastman’s counterattack.
Under such terrifying power, even Armor struggled to protect them from injury.
Their internal organs were damaged by powerful blows, and many soldiers fell to the ground, spitting blood.
"Adren’s warriors! Alliance warriors! Follow to slay the enemy!!"
At this ti, Rol’s loud shout echoed.
He led hundreds of Personal Guard from behind, joining the battle.
These trusted aides were all elite warriors from Tarata Royal City, each possessing at least the Ability of low-level professionals.
At this mont, the force of over five hundred professionals combined, sweeping away the beastn in that area like breaking through bamboo.
"Your Majesty! Beware of the Rock Demons ahead!!"
Dozens of trusted aides galloped to Rol’s side, encircling him.
Not far away, a five to six-ter-tall Rock Demon rushed over with swinging fists.
"Protect His Majesty!!"
Seven to eight trusted aides charged ahead, utilizing their Fighting Spirit to attack the Rock Demon.
"Boom boom boom!!"
A series of dozens of explosive sounds erupted.
The attacks of these trusted aides all hit the massive body of the Rock Demon, gouging out nurous pits, sending debris flying everywhere.
However, such attacks couldn’t kill this monster, instead thoroughly enraging it.
"Ah!!!"
An unfortunate trusted aide was smashed by the furious rock fist of the Rock Demon, instantly driving him and his horse into the ground.
The Rock Demon’s five-ter height allowed ordinary people only to reach its calves, making it extrely difficult to inflict lethal damage.
"Retreat!!"
Seeing this, Rol shouted for the trusted aides to scatter.
He raised his powerful knight sword, leapt from horseback, executing a knight’s signature jumping chop.
The cold gleam flashed, yellow Fighting Spirit enveloped Rol’s sword, hitting directly the Rock Demon’s head.
Despite the Rock Demon’s formidable physical defense, Rol possessed the Strength of a Seventh Rank War Master.
Plus, the weapon he held was extraordinary, the Human Clan’s Divine Artifact, Radiant Holy Sword.
This sword was crafted by a Dwarf casting master, a weapon whose fa and strength rivaled the Storm Battle Axe.
At this mont, with Rol’s full strike, Radiant Holy Sword shattered the Rock Demon’s head.
The blade plunged deeply into its chest, instantly killing it.
This was a common Rock Demon; once its head was crushed, it could not survive just like a regular person.
"Boom!"
The massive corpse of the Rock Demon fell back, shaking the nearby ground with its impact.
"Don’t linger! Continue to slay the enemy!"
Though Rol’s heart raced, he maintained a composed facade, instructing his Personal Guard to continue charging alongside him.
"It’s the Human Clan’s king, kill him!"
In the beastman army, a wise old Shaman recognized the armor style of the trusted aides, knowing they were surely Royal Family’s Personal Soldiers.
And the one being protected in ornate armor must undoubtedly be the Human king.
After speaking, the beastman Shaman began softly reciting a Spell.
In front of him, a battle flag carved with beast bone skulls began emitting a faint red glow.
Soon, as the old Shaman chanted, the glow of the battle flag intensified, eventually transforming into blood-red patterns endlessly moving across its surface.
"Bloodthirst Technique!!"
The old Shaman forcefully planted the beast bone banner into the ground.
With his action, the surrounding beastman warriors were instantly enveloped by a red light, each one’s eyes turning an eerie blood-red.
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