373: Chapter 81 Greed, You Are My Favorite Original Sin_2 373: Chapter 81 Greed, You Are My Favorite Original Sin_2 “Magic Dispel Song?” The two masters glanced at each other, and both regretfully shrugged their shoulders.
We won’t rest until we are in the heart of the Sanggan River.
Knowing that the speed of Beamon’s sacrificial chants wasn’t anywhere near a mage’s casting speed, the ambitious mages once again used a scroll to summon a high-level and an interdiate magic spell and targeted the opposite shore.
This ti Avril didn’t even bother to fend off the two spells herself, she just cast a “Turbulent Slash”.
Accompanied by the massive waves of the Sanggan River, the spell fiercely lunged at the two human mages.
The sacrificial magical beasts were not there for show.
The Komodo War Behemoth and the Thunderbolt Lightning of the Velociraptors made the two mages realize a serious problem: Sub-dragon level Magical Beasts can only be resisted by mages with a guild title of Magic Teacher or above.
Although the magic used by the two Magical Beasts was not high-level, they could use instant magic, unlike mages who needed prolonged chanting for the spell to take effect.
In mid-to-long-range combat, apart from the spells used by Magic Teachers, Magic Tutors, and Saint Chiao mages which could debilitate the sub-dragon magical beasts, the other levels of magic could be overwheld by the sheer quantity of spells cast by the sub-dragon level magical beasts due to their speed advantage with instant magic.
Neither of the two masters had the skill level required to use grandmaster level or above magic, and thus they could only helplessly watch as their efforts ca to no avail.
The destructive “Turbulent Slash” shattered the two masters’ magic shields instantly.
If not for a group of rcenaries volunteering to shield them with their own battle shields, the two masters would have been injured to varying degrees.
At the reluctant summoning of Count Totti, the two proud grand mages ran to the river bank like they were fleeing.
Since neither side could overco the other, this battle between mages seed to have ended on an underlying understanding.
Count Totti felt like crying at this point.
When they had set out from Dorott, they were a luxurious convoy comprised of three thousand rcenaries and raiders.
Upon entering Félenth Kingdom, they lost an entire squad of gunn, a squad of great swordsn, and a squad of archers on the deadly steps of the Red Earth Highland.
In addition to a Heavy Scythe-wielder and so Catapult and Crossbow operators who were burned to death by a large fire, and a Magic Teacher follower who was blown away by the terrifying Birdwing Crossbow Car, a conservative estimate would be that four hundred and fifty n had fallen before even crossing the river.
The terrible scenes in the Sanggan River didn’t even need to be ntioned.
At least seventy or eighty rcenaries who didn’t know how to swim drowned.
Those twenty so Hippo Warriors chucked out five axes each, killing at least a hundred and thirty or forty more people.
They even managed to eliminate a Light Cavalry unit with about two hundred and fifty n and horses.
The three hundred rcenaries who managed to scramble onto the northern bank were cleanly wiped out with the assistance of two Sub-dragon Priests, two Holy Temple Knights and a small team of Mammoth Cavalry, along with several hundred Bear Goblins, Gnos and Ogres who suddenly showed up.
The hard-fought forty cavalryn that had been teleported all ended up dead.
Currently, there are fewer than 1,600 n left in the entire slave hunting group.
From the almost three thousand people when they set out, about half the force was gone in the blink of an eye.
Among the remaining personnel, besides the more than three hundred loyal knights of the Shalba family and their servant soldiers, who were completely intact, the greatest loss to the Shalba family was when a squad of slave hunters and over forty excellent scouts were crushed by the Hippo Warriors during the river crossing.
The rest of the n suffered even more.
Only fifty of the “Tornado” rcenary Group’s Scythe-Wielders were left, both their squad leaders perished.
The “tal Rose” rcenary Group suffered an even worse fate, both the regint leader and the deputy leader died.
On the southern bank, there were only the personal soldiers of the regint leader, numbering around seventy, and three Light Cavalry squads, and three hundred wet Light Cavalryn.
For a dium-sized rcenary group of 1500 people, they were crippled in this conflict.
The two mages, despite having backup from “Blood marrow,” lost both their apprentices and all their followers, escaping in utter disarray.
“We’ve been duped!” Count Totti couldn’t help but stare at the Sanggan River, as he murmured this phrase repeatedly.
The opponents had two hundred strong slave warriors, twenty so Orc warriors, twenty-plus Hippo warriors, three hundred Gno warriors and two hundred Vassal Clan warriors.
Also, two Sub-dragon Priests and two Holy Temple Knights with a water mage, this level of power was enough to face the slave hunting group in a frontal battle.
But they chose strategy.
Under their insidious strategy, Beamon had decimated half of the human slave hunting contingent at the cost of a ager casualty count and a burnt Red Earth Highland!
“How is it that I, an excellent graduade of the Holy San Francisco Empire Military Academy, have been unknowingly manipulated by a bunch of stupid Orcs?
First, they held the fort in a strategically advantageous position, misguiding my thoughts, causing to underestimate them and take risks.
Then they used a marine force to attack when crossing the Sanggan River.
Who ca up with this insidious strategy?
Weren’t we the ones who ca to ambush them?” The Earl kept thinking about this problem in his mind, the poor Earl was almost tornted to the point of madness.
Looking at the Sanggan River, an insurmountable natural barrier, the honorable Earl couldn’t help but sigh towards the sky.
“Priests!
Why didn’t I bring any High Priests this ti, only priests!
If we had the holy spells of the High Priests, how could the evil aura of the Beamon Priests have wreaked such havoc on my cavalry!
Why didn’t I bring enough Heavy Infantry this ti!
If we had Heavy Infantry, how could we have been held up for so long on the stairs of death by only eight Beamons!
If my Catapult squad and Crossbow squad were still around, and if the geotrician Archides were alive, how could my two mages be made to personally cover for my landing infantry!
Why didn’t I have any Magic Teachers?
Sanggan River, why isn’t there a bridge over you?” Count Totti scread “why” at the Sanggan River, drawing his sword and wildly slashing at the air.
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