Hail the King

Pedro pointed out his index finger and middle finger, and a streak of red light flashed by. Then, the head of this military officer landed on the ground.

Pedro lightly said, “Pass my order! People at every formation should bring out the honor and dignity of Barcelonan soldiers. Defend and hold your positions! If anyone backs off one step, the whole team will be executed!”

[Sea God’s Spear] was only facing the troops of a level 1 empire. If they backed off by even one step, they will become the laughingstock of the entire continent.

“Yes!” the military officers around Pedro were shocked, and they went to the frontline to supervise the battle themselves.

The battle became even more tragic and savage.

A ton of corpses piled up at the place where the soldiers of Zenit and Barcelona fought each other, and these corpses formed small hills. The distance of about 100 meters became a death zone. The soldiers of both empires fought each other ferociously, trying to claim every inch of the land. The small hills made of corpses looked like mountains on the sea of blood in Hell.

As time passed by, Pedro’s twisted eyebrows gradually relaxed. He looked back and heaved a sigh of relief.

“After calculating the time, we are close. After holding for about 30 minutes, we can completely destroy this main battle legion of Zenit; we don’t need to drag this on anymore. Then, we can directly venture deep into the territory of Zenit and get to the Capital City of Zenit, right?”

A smile appeared on Pedro’s face.

Everything was within his control.

However, his smile froze on his face in the next second.

“What? Zenitians… actually are retreating?”

Suddenly, loud bugles sounded further away, and the troops of Zenit that were attacking [Sea God’s Spear] slowly exited the battlefield like falling tides. Every formation coordinated with each other perfectly, and they continued to fight as they pulled out of this battle.

Like locusts that dashed through a wheat field, everything was taken including the corpses of their peers and the various equipment, weapons, and armor.

Even though these Zenitian soldiers were retreating, they left no openings or weaknesses. They moved in order and retreated with a plan. Even though Pedro wanted to order his soldiers to counterattack, he felt like he was facing a hedgehog that curled up into a spiky ball. He felt powerless and couldn’t do anything about it.

In less than ten minutes, tens of thousands of Zenitian soldiers disappeared from the vast plain.

About 15 minutes later, large groups of reinforcements of Barcelonans appeared on the south side of the plain. Like a black flood, they rushed to the hill with a destructive and murderous spirit.

Pedro sighed. This was one of Barcelona’s elite ground combat legions, [Hand of Execution]. This legion was a famous main battle legion, and their half-cavalry equipment made them have great combat strength and mobility.

In reality, Pedro already sent the signal within the first hour when the troops of Zenit showed up, requesting [Hand of Execution] to charge forward at full speed and gather at this location. Unfortunately for them, this legion was still a bit slow.

“There must be a continental-level commander overseeing the troops of Zenit!” Pedro lamented.

He planned to use himself and [Sea God’s Spear] as the bait to attract more troops of Zenit close to the hill. When the reinforcements showed up, they could combine forces and completely obliterate all the enemy troops in the southern region of Zenit.

This way, Zenitians wouldn’t have the strength to harass them along the way.