362: Chapter 110: 500 vs 5000 (Part 1) 362: Chapter 110: 500 vs 5000 (Part 1) Feeling the murderous aura suddenly released by Margri, the lion man who had lost his left ear swallowed a gulp of saliva, barely keeping his emotions under control, “It was the Milanese.
Definitely the Milanese.
They have warriors and mages.
They seem to want to make their way from the mountain range into the Northernmost Wilderness, moving too fast for even our leopard people to catch up.
As for the situation at the outposts, I do not know, but when we discovered them, they had already passed three outposts and reached this outermost mountaintop.
Had you not arrived in time, these Milanese might have already entered our Northernmost Wilderness.”
Upon hearing the lion man’s words, Margri couldn’t help but be stirred, venturing deep into enemy territory with a small force was a great taboo in the art of war!
Could it be that these Milanese were truly mad?
“How many are there?
How many mages?” Foxman Kent asked in pursuit of more details.
“It’s unclear how many mages there are, but there can’t be too many.
There are only a few hundred of them in total.
Definitely not more than five hundred.
However, they are all formidable, and I have seen many of these humans release green or yellow Douqi.
They also possess a terrifying ability, a strange sound that is quite pleasant to listen to, but once heard, our people bee drowsy.
I only managed to escape in the chaos while those Milanese were slaughtering others.
Legion mander, you must act quickly!
The Milanese are too crafty; we cannot let them escape and must avenge our fallen brothers.”
After hearing the lion man’s words, Margri was somewhat taken aback, “Only five hundred?
Are you sure you are not mistaken?”
The lion man said, “It is impossible to be mistaken.
Our more than ten outposts have received accurate information and no more Milanese have been spotted.
Only this few hundred.
Legion mander, you must act quickly!
Otherwise, it will be too late if those bastards escape.”
Margri snorted coldly, “How I handle things is none of your business.
Someone, take him away.” He has always had disdain for manders of defeated forces.
Margri looked up at the bright sunshine in the sky and couldn’t help but hesitate.
If the enemy numbered only five hundred, what could be their aim?
What good would it do these Milanese to venture deeply into the Northernmost Wilderness alone?
He couldn’t understand it at all.
How could he possibly know that the sole purpose of those five hundred warriors and mages from Milan was to slaughter?
“Legion mander, we mustn’t delay,” Kent reminded Margri.
Margri turned to him, “Are you also suggesting I deploy my troops?”
Kent replied with a wry smile, “Besides deploying troops, we have no other choice.
If those above us learn that we let the enemy escape when they were right before us, you are likely to face tremendous pressure.
If that guy from before wasn’t wrong, and there really are only five hundred people on the mountain, then our leopard scouts must have fallen into the enemy’s trap.
Their strong repulsion of our scouts is clearly because they do not want their true strength to be discovered.
They intend to deter us with the strength they have shown.
Thus, I believe there is an eighty percent chance that the number of five hundred is correct.
Regardless of their purpose, we have no reason not to attack.”
Margri nodded in agreement, his thoughts not too different from Kent’s.
The words of the foxman had essentially helped him make his decision.
“Relay my order, mand five units of wolf riders to remain behind.
The leopard people, ape men, and the Lion Man’s Royal Guard will join me in the strike.” If the wolf riders lost their advantage in speed, their bat effectiveness would be greatly reduced, far inferior to that of the leopard people and ape men in mountainous terrain.
Leaving them at the foot of the mountain was also Margri’s way of leaving himself a way out.
If the enemy truly numbered only five hundred, leading ten times their number in Beastman warriors would allow him to pletely crush them.
Should the enemy prove to be numerous, the engagement of five thousand wolf riders at the mountain’s base would also suffice for a timely retreat.
As a Beastman capable of such meticulous thought, Margri was considered quite exceptional.
And yet, how could he know that although he indeed faced only five hundred foes, they were not the kind of enemy he imagined could be annihilated simply by superior numbers.
Midway up the mountain, Ye Yinzhu leaped up from the ground.
After waiting for an hour, the mixed Beastman Corps below had finally menced their climb.
It appeared that the survivor Ye Hongyan had left behind had indeed served its purpose.
“To be weak where the enemy is strong, to be strong where the enemy is weak,” it wasn’t that Ye Yinzhu’s strategies were extraordinarily brilliant, but the main reason he was able to gain the upper hand was that the five hundred people he brought with him had individual bat capabilities strong enough to stand on their own.
A Beastman Soldier, without armor, could almost handle three to five fully equipped ordinary human soldiers.
However, if faced with a warrior possessing Douqi, it would depend on what type of soldiers the Beastmen were.
Main battle strong soldier types like Leopard People and Ape Men could also deal with Intermediate Rank Red-ranked warriors, but once human warriors reached the Orange rank, they could gain the upper hand in one-on-one situations.
As for the even stronger Beastman soldiers, such as the Tiger People, Lion Man, and Bear People from the three great royal clans—although fewer in numbers—if trained a bit, their individual bat capabilities could at least pare with Yellow rank human warriors.
This was also an important reason why Beastmen could still contend with humans without Mages.
At this moment, all of the Three Hundred Grim Reaper warriors that Ye Yinzhu brought with him had cultivation above Intermediate Rank Yellow-rank, but their bat strength absolutely could not be judged solely by their Douqi level.
Coupled with the Beastmen’s most feared Fire Mages and one hundred and fifty Green rank Warriors, taking advantage of the terrain, he was fully confident in contending against this ten thousand strong Mixed Legion.
Particularly when they had the best scouts like the Silver Dragon in the sky overhead, as well as Light Magic ready for rescue at any moment.
It was for all these reasons that Ye Yinzhu was able to face the situation pletely at ease.
“Only five thousand men?
Good, let those Wolf riders keep their lives for now.
Prepare for battle.
Heavy Sword Warriors prepare to release the Rolling Wood.
Mages, get ready with the Fireball Technique.” The Fireball Technique requires the least mana and is very direct.
When applied to bat, flamboyant Magic is never as good as direct and effective Magic, especially in legion warfare.
Ye Yinzhu was not in a hurry, he was waiting.
The closer the enemy, the longer the climb up the mountain, the greater the effect of Rolling Wood.
A five-thousand-strong army on the plex terrains of the mountains could not exert the same bat strength as they would on the plains.
Ye Yinzhu was quietly waiting, not in the slightest rush.
Only when the silhouettes of the Beastman Army could vaguely be seen through the trees on the mountainside did he finally raise his right hand.
“Release the Rolling Wood, all at once.
Mages, initiate cover fire with the Fireball Technique.” Nearly hundreds of thick rolling logs cascaded down at the same time with the force of thunder, and simultaneously, fifty green fireballs, flashing with the ghastly green flames of death, soared into the sky, tracing a series of dazzling and beautiful green parabolas towards the mountain base.
It was summer now, and even in the Northernmost Wilderness, various plants were growing very lush.
The terrain here was different from the Burna Mountain Range, with both sides of the mountain featuring gentle slopes that allowed plant growth, not the steep slopes where nothing could grow.
Thus, there were quite a few trees on the mountain, naturally serving as the best cover for the Beastman Army.
Under these circumstances, the Rolling Wood couldn’t cause as much damage as when Ye Yinzhu had singlehandedly dealt a devastating blow to the Beastman Plundering Army in the Burna Mountain Range.
But this time, the main purpose of the Rolling Wood wasn’t its impact.
The first wave of hundreds of Rolling Wood knocked down the Beastmen who were at the forefront.
The thick trees, after being obstructed by various plants on the mountainside, might have lost their momentum, but also piled up in front of the Mixed Beastman Corps.
Immediately, the majority of the five thousand Beastman Army was blocked halfway up the mountain.
To continue advancing, they had to first clear these rolling logs.
And just as the Mixed Beastman Corps was in disarray, fifty green fireballs had already descended from the sky.
Acpanied by the roar of fireballs exploding, in an instant, the mountainside blocked by Rolling Wood became a sea of fire.
Fifty Grand Archmages launching the same Magic simultaneously might not have the destructive power of higher-ranked Mages, but the area of Magic coverage was absolutely terrifying.
Each huge green fireball exploded in the air, turning the Rolling Wood and the trees blocking them into the best fuel.
In a flash, flames engulfed most of the mountain side.
Regrettably, the summer in the Northernmost Wilderness was not very hot, and the plants at this time were not as dry and flammable as in winter, otherwise, once the fire spread, it would have engulfed the entire mountainside.
“Retreat to the mountaintop,” Ye Yinzhu did not take another look at the flames.
He knew that although this Magic Attack bined with Rolling Wood could deal significant damage to the enemy, it was far less effective pared to the previous ordeal at the Burna Mountain Range.
Seasonal and terrain factors meant that a fire attack couldn’t be decisive in defeating the enemy, but it had no problem in curbing the enemy’s momentum and weakening their bat forces.
Under Ye Yinzhu’s posed mand, the warriors quickly carried the Mages up towards the mountaintop.
Margri was furious.
At this moment, he was directing his Lion Man’s Royal Guard along with the Leopard People and Ape Men to put out the fires.
The Rolling Wood bined with the sudden large-scale fireball attack not only hampered their advance but also resulted in nearly a thousand casualties.
The Beastmen had robust bodies; only those hit directly by the fireball explosions and struck fatally by the Rolling Wood died, but countless were injured.
“mander, we must charge immediately.
We can’t give the enemy another chance to prepare their defenses.
It looks like they don’t have many people after all.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have retreated so quickly,” Foxman Kent suggested to Margri in a low voice, still relatively calm.
Margri snorted coldly, “Even if we want to move fast, we can’t.
We Beastmen are naturally afraid of fire, only we of the noble Lion People are a bit better off.
It will take time to clear these obstacles.
These Milanese are too despicable.
Kent, have you seen how many Mages they have?”
(To be continued.
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