Capítulo 1358: Chapter 289: Beastman War of Attrition (2)
However, no matter how anxious he was, Greg remained completely unmoved.
Eventually, the Great Shaman Priest beca sowhat annoyed by the constant pestering and simply waved a hand to send him flying.
On the other side, towards Kuhan City.
In the sky, a Chira with wings spanning hundreds of ters flew down from the nearby mountain, accompanied by over thirty Elf Clan’s Horned Hawk Beasts as guards.
The Chira is the largest Sub-dragon currently known, its size comparable to the Wind Roc that Zhang Xiaoman once rode.
However, unlike the gentle Magic Beast Wind Roc, the Chira’s combat power matches its enormous size without disappointnt.
Contained within its massive body is unparalleled strength, each adult Chira possesses strength above the Eighth Rank, and despite being a Sub-dragon, it’s absolutely not inferior to an adult giant dragon.
Unfortunately, its large size makes flying exceedingly laborious.
It can hardly engage in aerial battles with giant dragons and can only be used to bomb ground units in large-scale battlefields.
Fortunately, the Elf Clan usually equips each Chira with Horned Hawk Beasts as guard units, collectively deploying much like fighter planes alongside bombers.
These Horned Hawk Beasts possess very strong aerial combat capabilities, especially in group battles, even dragons must retreat in face of them.
At this mont, the soldiers of the Beast Race experienced so chaos upon the appearance of the Chira.
The Beastn certainly knew what a Chira was, and upon seeing the Alliance deploy one, even the usually reckless Beastn began to feel sowhat timid.
“Roar!”
Another roar from the Chira, its voice long and resounding across miles.
Communication with the Chira is handled by the Elf Clan’s Druids, only such nature guardians can earn their acceptance.
Under the guidance of the Druid on its back, the Chira directly flew over the rear column of the Beastman vanguard as soon as it appeared.
From its mouth surged forth lightning, terrifying thunderbolts struck from high above, each strike covering a vast area, wiping out half of the Beastn in a mont.
From the beginning of the battle until now, about forty minutes had passed.
But the slaughter of the first thirty minutes was far less efficient than the last few minutes after the Chira appeared.
Finally, under such one-sided massacre, the Beastn lost the courage to continue fighting and began a frantic retreat.
“Hahaha! We won! We won!”
So soldiers couldn’t help but shout excitedly.
The Commander ordered a pursuit, as this was the best opportunity to eliminate the opponent’s live forces.
In panic, the Beastn fled helter-skelter — although they themselves didn’t have much equipnt — until they were close to their camp, where they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
They felt safe with just a little more distance, as the crossbow arrows within the camp posed a significant threat to the Chira.
However, at this mont, an unexpected and yet utterly despairing scene unfolded before them.
They saw their forr companions raise their long spears, pointing them at themselves, with formations arranged in defensive posture.
Initially, they thought these Beastn were doing this to cover their retreat, intending to snipe the Alliance troops behind them.
It wasn’t until those forr comrades ruthlessly attacked them that they realized, belatedly, that they had been abandoned.
“The Beastman Tribe needs no fleeing cowards!”
A Commander blocked their front, relaying the Great Shaman’s words.
So Beastn, unwilling to accept this fate, charged forward, only to be shot dead.
At this point, all the fleeing Beastn finally understood one thing.
That their current situation was one of absolute dead end.
With wolves in front and tigers behind, there was nowhere left for them to go.
Without the expected angry curses, the Beastn remained silent.
“The Beastman Race has no cowards…”
It was unclear which Beastman suddenly spoke this sentence, but all the other Beastn showcased a determined expression.
“The Beastman Race has no cowards!!”
They stopped running, and all the Beastman soldiers turned their bodies at this mont, facing the pursuing Alliance army.
“Battle is glory!”
“Blood is the funeral!”
“Beastn! Never retreat!”
The Beastn roared collectively, wielding their worn weapons as they charged towards the Alliance troops.
This fight, the Beastman’s resistance took the Alliance Commanders by surprise, but it didn’t change much of the overall battle scenario.
Despite their steadfast beliefs, those beliefs couldn’t change anything in the face of absolute brute power.
The Chira’s bombardnt flipped over the remaining Beastn in one flash, with the few survivors quickly wiped out by the charging Alliance warriors.
Ultimately, when the battle ended, not a single of the fifty-thousand-strong Beastman army remained alive.
The Druid atop the Chira initially intended to direct the giant beast to flatten the rear Beastman camp, but as soon as it approached, dozens of crossbows were already aid at it.
Simultaneously, hundreds of Wind Cavalry appeared in the sky of the Beastman camp, forcing the Druid to imdiately halt its progress.
The Chira withdrew, marking the end of the initial engagent between the Alliance and the Beast Race.
Gazing upon the battlefield, scattered with Beastman corpses, the Alliance’s Commander couldn’t help but fall into silence.
This was the most shocking battle they had experienced so far, the Beastn’s fearless resistance deeply moved them and earned their respect.
So Alliance soldiers removed their helts and saluted this group of opponents before departing, while many had lost friends and family in the battle and refused to do so.
Overall, as the Sun completely set, the initial battle between the Alliance and the Beast Race was counted as a victory.
After returning, statistics showed that in this battle, the Alliance had annihilated over fifty-thousand enemies, suffering over three thousand casualties.
This included over eight hundred dead on the battlefield, twelve hundred severely wounded, a thousand lightly wounded, and dozens missing.
The Mage Group and Griffin Knights also faced considerable consumption.
Over three hundred had exhausted their Energy, leaving only the rotation of other squads for the next battle.
This was the Beast Race’s intent.
The loss of fifty-thousand troops was but a trivial drop in the ocean for the millions-strong Beastman army, yet it forced considerable attrition on the Alliance side.
If all their forces charged at once, those Holy Ones could just co and cast a heap of large-area Forbidden Curses causing terrifying effective damage.
Therefore, the Alliance couldn’t withstand such attrition, over ti they would undoubtedly be dragged down.
“Do the Beastn want to compete in attrition?”
Upon receiving this news, Zhang Xiaoman’s expression turned sowhat peculiar.
“I heard their army numbers close to three million; in terms of attrition, shouldn’t their logistics be unable to keep up?”
He raised his question.
McCarthy, however, sighed and shook his head, saying:
“Mages possess the Food Creation Technique, which the Beastman Shamans can also perform. Although those foods are hard to swallow and not very nutritious, they can temporarily fill the stomach…”
“Moreover, the Beast Race doesn’t need to drag out too long. With such offensives, only coming once or twice a day… No, only coming once a day, then after seven days, we would be completely on the defensive…”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaoman ca to his senses.
He hadn’t been here long and wasn’t very familiar with the magic of this world, this was the first he heard of sothing like the Food Creation Technique.
If that’s truly the case, then the situation would indeed be as McCarthy feared, with the Alliance’s army potentially being worn down by repeated campaigns.
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