Green Monster Epic

"Raise your spears!!!"

"Charge!!!"

Having just hurled a volley of javelins to strike the staunch warriors defending the forefront of the Elven position, causing momentary chaos, Samir, commander of the heavy cavalry legion, belatedly arrived, holding a legendary lance forged from abyssal cold iron level before him, spearheading the cavalry formation, issuing a thunderous command.

The ground ahead undulated, as if a man-eating beast lurked beneath, the Elven spellcasting team attempting to hinder, delay, and even halt the charge of this robust heavy cavalry legion, clad in heavy armor protecting them to the teeth, through the power of magic.

However, this heavy cavalry legion not only had Unsworn Knight officers, similarly equipped to the Frost Blade Wolf Fang cavalry, but also a thirty-man divine spellcasting squad mixed within the ranks, cooperating with the Unsworn Knights to break the Elven spells, while simultaneously bestowing powerful divine magic upon the heavy cavalry soldiers, maximizing their unparalleled impact.

Rumble rumble~~~

Even before the cavalry's vanguard crashed into the Elven army's formation, the dense sound of hooves, continuous and unbroken, directly shook the earth, creating a small-scale earthquake, leaving the Elven soldiers holding shields and spears in a daze, nervous.

A dense rain of arrows shot from behind the Elven army lines, landing in the midst of the heavy cavalry formation with almost no effect; the heavy cavalry warriors, spears raised, staring intently ahead, didn't even bother to defend, directly using their heavy armor to withstand the sharp arrows falling from the sky, creating sparks.

Apart from a few scattered shots using armor-piercing arrows, or the occasional lucky hit that slipped through the gaps in the heavy armor, causing damage, ninety-nine percent of the arrows were unable to penetrate the defenses, leaving them to watch as the cavalry, carrying tremendous momentum and impact, rapidly approached, then plunged straight into the Elven legion's formation like a sharp knife.

Puff puff!!

Puff puff puff!!!

Even the sturdiest shields could not stop the lance heads, forged from abyssal cold iron, wielded by the heavy cavalry; the shields, along with the Elven warriors behind them, were directly pierced through. The burly, powerful cavalry warriors didn't just want this small victory, but instead, struggled to maintain the lance's balance, continuing forward with the remaining momentum, until the three-meter-long lance was hung with the corpses of four or five Elven warriors, or until their own momentum was exhausted and they were overtaken by their comrades.

Of course, a small number of cavalrymen lost their balance or strength in the charge, and were cut down by the Elven warriors, subsequently submerged in the vast sea of hooves, turning into minced meat along with the corpses of the Elven enemies, nourishing the land.

Compared to the Frost Blade Wolf Fang Legion's method of relying on agile speed and mid-range weapons to constantly tear and ravage the enemy from the periphery of the Elven formation, the Bloodfire Lion Legion's heavy cavalry's attack method was particularly direct and violent.

They simply drove their Mando warhorses, full of explosiveness and stamina, constantly charging forward, raising and thrusting their lances, mechanically but efficiently reaping the lives of the Elves ahead.

Whenever the vanguard cavalry's momentum was about to be exhausted, new forces would always overtake them from behind, replacing the vanguard's position, clearing obstacles and opening the way for their teammates, until they had pierced through the entire Elven army's formation before coming to a halt.

Subsequently, the heavy cavalry legion traveled a distance before turning back again, re-accelerating to accumulate momentum, and once again launched a charge towards the thickest part of the Elven formation.

They repeatedly pierced through in this way, until the entire massive Elven army was torn apart and disorganized, before chasing after the last group of routed soldiers who had already lost their will to fight, speeding north.

Finally, the Frost Blade Wolf Fang Wolf Cavalry were left to clean up the battlefield, continuing to devour the scattered Elven remnants.

At this time, the battle between the large number of Northern Legion troops and the remaining Elven army and residents in the inner city was just nearing its end, and several legions that maintained relatively complete structures pursued along the Elven retreat route, just in time to help with the 'arduous' task of cleaning up the battlefield.

"Issue the order: The legions clearing the battlefield in the city must first ensure the integrity of all important facilities within the city. No scriptures, resources, or wealth may be touched. Those who violate the military order will be executed!!"

"All Elves who surrender without resistance, whether old or young, or warriors, must not be wantonly violated or slaughtered. Those who violate will be executed!!"

"From now on, seal all entrances and exits of the inner city. Each legion will immediately begin martial law on the spot. No legion formation may slack off until the martial law is lifted by order!!"

"The central army reserve legion will be converted into the military discipline department, entering the city to supervise each legion..."

Seeing that the overall situation was set, the staff and guards in the central army camp were all delighted, but before everyone could cheer and celebrate this hard-won victory, Albad's stern and cold voice once again entered everyone's ears, the murderous intent immediately suppressing the surging emotions in everyone's hearts.

"...Yes!!!"

The messenger was slightly stunned for a moment, then quickly responded in a deep voice, and quickly conveyed these orders to the duty-bound military ranks.

The scene of the Thorns Fortress city projected on the magic sand table gradually became somewhat out of control. During wartime, under the constraints of officers and tense emotions, the warriors of the Northern Coalition Army, who did not have much time to become familiar with and master military discipline, could still maintain basic rules.

Now, seeing that there was no longer any threat from the Elves around, taking the opportunity to search for Elven figures hiding in the complex urban planning, these warriors from various tribes in the Northern Territory turned into small groups shuttling through the buildings, inevitably attracted and tempted by the wealth and resources in some buildings that had no time to hide, and began to see small-scale internal fighting and bullying of surviving Elves in the city.

It was rare for the soldiers of the Northern Coalition Army to have a bit of the appearance of a regular army through the bloody battlefield, and Albad did not want them to be immediately beaten back into the original scattered, uncohesive rabble.

After all, this siege was just the beginning. Their Northern Territory organization of a million troops did not just want to seize a mere border fortress. In the long days to come, there were more difficult and cruel wars waiting for everyone. Now, they must seize the opportunity to preserve the military temperament that these warriors had tempered from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, so that they could grow faster. In the future, they would be able to live longer on the battlefield, and the Northern Territory would also be able to reduce losses.

Albad was naturally not reluctant to part with the wealth and resources scattered in the residential buildings, nor did he have any mercy for the city residents who did not have time to escape from the city. He just wanted to polish these excellent warriors according to the requirements of an iron-blooded army, so that they could grow up as soon as possible.

As orders were continuously conveyed to the grassroots level, military discipline troops also scattered to every corner of the city to enforce military discipline. After using harsh methods to clean up a group of unlucky ghosts who disobeyed orders, the scattered legions slowly began to gather and become disciplined.

The riots in the city did not completely end until three days later, and the dilapidated fortress finally fell into the hands of the Northern Territory.