Knight Lord: Start with Daily Intelligence.

Chapter 204 The Perfect Ambush Ends

Skarros's excited roar greatly boosted the morale of the Centaur Legion below.

These savage, rough, four-legged beasts knew no tactics; they only wanted to rush violently into the human camp to vent their hearts full of pain and vicious jealousy.

Therefore, the momentum of their charge was earth-shaking, and the entire camp was enveloped by their huge momentum.

The result of the charge was better than they expected. There was no one on the city wall, and there was no strong guard to slow down their attack. Only a few arrows released by the arrow tower could not cause any impact on the powerful centaur army.
The Centaur Chieftain, holding a heavy weapon in hand, roared excitedly, "We Centaurs are the strongest. Charge in and chop all the humans into pieces! These cowardly bugs only dare to hide behind the city walls. They don't deserve to live in front of the powerful Centaur warriors."

All the centaurs roared to the sky with their rough voices, waving their axes and spears and rushing towards the gap.

They could already hear the cowardly cries and screams of humans behind the camp wall.

Every strong adult Centaur warrior is equivalent to an elite human knight.

They also form a battle group of 60 people. Their huge size and powerful brute force ensure that they will not be at a disadvantage even when facing human heavily armored knights. They can rely on their thicker arms and taller bodies than human knights to directly chop off the human knights' heavy armor.

Especially those elites armed with heavy weapons, whether they are facing groups of human armed servants or well-equipped heavy cavalry, they can wreak havoc savagely, wielding battle axes that are larger than normal humans again and again, chopping humans in half one by one.

As long as they can cross this city wall, the humans inside who hurriedly counterattack will definitely not be able to stop the fierce cavalry charge of their centaurs.

The charging centaurs all showed cruel smiles, already thinking of the immense pleasure of torturing these weak humans.

And their brutal offensive indeed exceeded human expectations!

The main reason was that humans did not expect that this powerful Chimera's breath of fire could cause the crumbling city wall to collapse again.

The violent attack of thousands of monsters during the day still left countless hidden dangers on the city walls. The monsters' crazy hacking with knives and axes left behind hideous marks, and a large number of logs had broken and collapsed internally.

Under the powerful fire breath again and again, the city wall, which had no time to be fully repaired, finally had a third gap. A large number of monsters were diverted here and entered one after another through the three gaps.

Standing on the turret, Dogrin surveyed the situation below and roared angrily, "This dilapidated camp is truly unfit for defense! We can't wait any longer! Aim the cannons at the third breach immediately and blast these intruding monsters to pieces."

The sudden burst of artillery fire illuminated the sky above the camp and sounded the clarion call for humanity's counterattack.

The thunder horn was blown by the dwarves, and the majestic sound instantly resounded through the sky, causing thunderclouds to surge in the sky. Then a large door opened, and Ankol Redbeard, a dwarf hero of the peak level of God's Chosen, immediately jumped into the gap with a huge axe in hand.

His attack was as violent as ever. Every time the giant axe swung, it was accompanied by brilliant and sharp thunder and a deafening roar, with the power to tear everything apart.

As soon as it appeared, it showed the temperament of a god-chosen warrior who could stand alone against ten thousand enemies. When faced with it, both men and horses would be shattered and red blood would flow.

More than a dozen powerful centaurs were chopped in half by his giant axe without any ability to resist. Their corpses were thrown high into the air, scattering blood rain all over the sky, and then fell heavily, quickly forming a small hill of corpses at Ancol's feet.

The terrifying strength of the high-level God's Chosen level immediately made Skarros's six cruel eyes shrink. With this terrifying combat power, it could understand how that idiot Sandarion died.

In just a few seconds, it quickly came to the same conclusion as Sandarion - even if a brutal green dragon came, it would have its head chopped off with an axe by this terrible dwarf!

But the shock brought to it by the dwarves had not yet ended, and suddenly the tragic howls of a large number of monsters were heard in front of it.

The monsters that entered the two gaps were simultaneously trapped by the witchcraft trap. The effect of the Well of Souls was far more terrifying than its introduction.

Especially when a large number of soul wells were triggered at the same time, a large number of black resentful souls rose from the ground, with terrible roars of evil spirits, and shuttled across the entire purple battlefield.

The purple color represents the wind of death, which swept across the battlefield of hundreds of meters like a poisonous knife scraping bones.

Looking down from the sky, the purple wind rising from the ground seemed to form a well of death, covering the battlefield of hundreds of meters and countless monsters.

A large number of black resentful souls were violently shuttling back and forth on the battlefield. Every time they passed through a place, they sucked away the life and vitality of a large number of centaurs.

Skarros was also a Chaos Monster, and he immediately saw the horror of this witchcraft trap. If he didn't destroy this area, it would be corroded by evil energy from then on and become a forbidden zone where no living person could enter.

This kind of witchcraft magic was not originally intended for living people; it should be used to guard underground tombs!
The combined forces of humans and dwarves were also deceived by the merchant's description. They had no idea this sorcery could be so terrifying and brutal. Perhaps the halfling merchant also had no idea what this Well of Souls would look like after being triggered. Grave robbers who encountered this tomb would have no chance of escape. A detailed description of the effects of the Well of Souls after being triggered was provided.

Priest Rong En, who was supervising the battle, said decisively: "End the war in time! Don't let the resentful souls inside be slaughtered too much, otherwise it will be difficult to purify them in the future!"

Although this world is full of such dangerous areas, there are countless cases where a camp is completely abandoned due to the spread of chaos corrosion and the wind of death.

Many wizard towers, ancient ruins, and robbed tombs have become terrifying areas that are inaccessible to living people.

But this border outpost is in an important location after all, and the Hessian Lord cannot give it up easily.

In the future, champion and elite druids will definitely be sent to purify this place. Their magic such as [Sunfall], [Pure Area], [Natural Order], etc. can purify this place.

Therefore, this area cannot continue to expand, and humans must act decisively.

Following his order, a large number of dwarf musketeers, armed squire archers and a large group of free folks rushed out from their hiding and ambush areas, revealing their disguises.

The sound of thunderous muskets rang out instantly, and a large amount of gray smoke surrounded the entire purple psychic trap area.

The monsters' screams then became one and the same. These purple soul wells not only weakened their movement speed and charging power, but also greatly reduced their health and defense status.

They are now like dying elderly people who have contracted ALS. The slightest injury can be fatal to them!
The champion-level Centaur Chieftain could still barely resist this kind of damage, but his muscles had become weak. The battle axe that he could swing easily in the past now became extremely heavy. He had just killed an ogre bull warrior that blocked his way, and he was already out of breath.

This made it sound a little terrified, and it roared and yelled: "Damn it, there's an ambush! Let's get out of here!"

But as its command was delivered, a large number of screams were heard. Beside it, a large number of centaurs that turned to leave were transformed into statues by the terrifying petrification magic.

This petrification magic was originally unable to directly freeze a powerful centaur.

However, these savage centaurs had fallen into the trap and became extremely weak. They were even too weak to use brute force to break free from the petrified skin covering their bodies.

In the end, a large number of monsters struggled and wailed, turning into stone statues in all sorts of strange postures, even blocking the way back.

The Centaur Chieftain immediately shouted anxiously, "No more people from the rear should come in. Get out! Get out!"

The trap is only a hundred meters in range, and even human infantry can only trap a few hundred people.

They are powerful centaurs, huge in size, and cavalry, with wider spacing.

Since ancient times, when using troops, the general principle is that infantry should be organized and cavalry should be separated.

The number of centaurs rushing in was relatively limited. Compared with the cavalry of 2,000 people, the number of these cavalrymen who were ambushed was less than one-tenth.

As long as they can withdraw, there is still hope!

But before its sound could be heard, it was drowned out by the continuous explosions.

More than three hundred green goblin smoke bombs were activated in the rear, and pungent and thick poisonous smoke quickly rose from the rear, filling the entire battlefield.

The smell of rotten eggs, dirty socks, goblin toenails, and dirt between crotches was so pungent that even the dwarves who were shooting from a distance were moved to tears by the smell.

The centaurs in the middle of the battlefield could not even open their eyes, and were choked to the point of tears streaming down their faces.

At this moment, a powerful divine will seemed to sweep across the entire battlefield, and raging waves rose violently from the river banks and ditches, quickly sweeping across the entire battlefield.

The Centaur and Beast Cavalrymen outside the camp couldn't even open their eyes. They only heard a terrible roar sweeping in from afar, and then countless of them were blown away by the huge waves.

In the home environment with a large amount of river and canal water, the spell of Mannan's Wrath was greatly enhanced, and the monsters were so dense that not many were killed directly by the spell, maybe only a dozen people.

These monsters are strong and sturdy, and it is difficult for the huge waves to cause any fatal damage to them.

But the ditches created by humans worked perfectly!

These centaurs were hit by the huge waves and could not stand steadily. Many of them plunged into the ditch below the battlefield in the waves.

The combined depth of the torrent and the ditch was four meters. Even the tall centaurs were completely submerged, and many monsters, once they fell into the ditch, could never climb out again.

The monsters living in these foothills cannot swim at all.

The battlefield environment was so perfect that when the huge waves swept through, at least 200 powerful monsters were shaken and stayed in the ditch forever.

This perfect blow made Skarros' eyes widen in horror.

It couldn't immediately discern the details of the battlefield, or the specific cause of the monsters' horrific casualties. It only knew that humans had used a single spell to slaughter over two hundred powerful centaurs!

This was already frightening and beyond its imagination.

A magic spell that can kill more than a dozen huge monsters or more than a dozen golden heavily armored knights is already very powerful and terrifying.

A single spell can kill dozens of monsters, which is enough to change the situation on the battlefield!
When a magic spell is cast, an area of ​​the battlefield will collapse. Two squadrons that were originally evenly matched will directly cause the opponent to collapse because of this magic spell, and our side will gain an advantage with great ease, and even cause the opponent's flank to collapse and be surrounded by our army from the flank.

This level of magic can only be cast by a wizard or a dragon at the minimum level of God's Choice.

But killing more than two hundred monsters with one magic spell is equivalent to the power of a legendary dragon!
At least Skarros knew very well that even the strongest dragon language magic of its master, the green dragon, Deceitful Wing Alyria, could not reach such a terrifying level.

Although the green dragon can form an army by itself, it still needs to go through a long battle and continuous magical bombardment to kill hundreds of humans.

But even so, it is impossible that all those killed by its magic are elite heavy-armored knights, but there are a large number of weaker armed servants to make up the numbers.

So this single strike killed the magic of over 200 monsters, almost draining the courage of this Chaos Monster.

If the human army is filled with powerful warriors of the God-chosen level, and even has a legendary wizard in charge, then even if it rushes in, it will be in great danger!

Before it could recover from its frightened state, a majestic and orderly trumpet sounded behind it.

Its raptor head turned and looked back, only to see a golden light illuminating the end of the distant horizon!

A large number of knights in heavy armor shining with golden light came endlessly from the distance of the plain. Their flags were waving, their momentum was like a rainbow, and the cold light shining from their lances and swords was connected into one.

The lion-head immediately shrank his head in fear, roaring in terror, "Damn it! We've been ambushed by humans! Let's go! I can already see the tall figure of the Chosen Knight in the ranks!"

The more than 30-meter-tall God-chosen knights stood behind a large number of golden-armored knights like divine generals. The majestic aura of the two God-chosen knights greatly increased the military power of the army. Humanity sent out its elite troops from the very beginning of the war!
Skarros's three heads were also puzzled. How could a small pioneering knight territory have so many God-chosen and even legendary beings?

Including the dwarf who just appeared and the legendary wizard who might be hidden, there are now four God-chosen strongmen appearing on the battlefield.

Skarros felt that if he didn't escape, he would be surrounded by these four strong men and his three heads would be torn off one by one.

(End of this chapter)