The sudden downpour of arrows caught the Jackal Wolfman Tribe off guard, and under the deadly rain, the Beastn panicked, scattering in all directions.
"Don’t panic, hide behind the trees!"
The Dark Elf spun into the air, turning the longbow, deflecting an arrow that shot towards him, and swiftly darted like an agile rabbit behind a nearby large tree.
Although the sudden attack shattered the morale of the Beastn of the Jackal Wolfman Tribe, there were many elite fighters among them. Perhaps accustod to such wars, the death of their comrades did not cause them to lose their minds, and they quickly sought cover.
However, just when the Beastn were scattered everywhere, the rain of arrows suddenly ceased.
Simultaneously,
"Charge! Attack!"
From within the jungle, a minotaur army numbering over a hundred suddenly charged out, each holding a long spear and wooden shield, forming a neat formation as they advanced.
The Jackal Wolfman Tribe, who had not been alert, finally paid the price for their negligence.
At that mont, the Beastn of the Jackal Wolfman Tribe, still shaken by the arrow attack, were standing scattered everywhere. So had even dropped their wooden spears to the ground, and with the sudden charge of the Minotaur army, the Beastn hadn’t had ti to react before the Minotaurs were upon them.
Were it any other tribe, first being demoralized by the arrow rain, then facing the torrent-like charge of the Minotaur army, they would have likely been in full collapse by now.
But the Jackal Wolfman Tribe was clearly not an ordinary tribe, and the Beastn in this expedition were not ordinary either.
Several fierce Grey Bear warriors imdiately charged toward the Minotaur army, wielding tal weapons, with the seasoned veterans of the Jackal Wolfman Tribe following closely behind, forming groups and rushing to the front.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
"Crush them under Lord Kam’s mighty hamr!"
A brawny Grey Bear warrior swung a colossal iron hamr with a whirring wind, accompanied by furious roars, the hamr, with the weight of a thousand pounds, crashed towards the charging Minotaur army.
Thud thud thud!
The iron hamr smashed into the wooden shields raised by the Minotaurs, a series of muffled thuds resounded, as the shields splintered, and those Minotaurs behind were sent reeling by the trendous force, their arms broken, bodies almost launched into the air, causing a depression in the previously straight Minotaur battle line.
Just one swing of the hamr severely injured multiple Minotaurs, rendering them combat ineffective. If not for the collective bearing of the shields, one or two Minotaurs might have been killed on the spot.
Yet, the Grey Bear warrior’s ferocity only extended so far. After swinging with full force, he fell into a state of exertion, with neither new strength nor agility left.
Simultaneously, long spears pierced through the air, driving towards his massive body.
Thwack thwack thwack...
The sharp long spears penetrated thick fur and embedded into flesh, with crimson blood splattering forth, and searing pain surged like a tidal wave, overwhelming the Grey Bear warrior’s senses in a berserk frenzy.
"Roar!!!"
With a furious roar, the Grey Bear warrior swept the heavy iron hamr wildly, splintering the spears stuck in his body in midair.
Without giving him ti to retaliate further, more spears shot forth like venomous snakes, quickly penetrating his body, the array of long spears lifting his huge form into the air.
This skirmish lasted only monts, and the elite leader among the Beastn was overwheld by the Minotaur charge, either injured or dead, while the rest had no chance to resist.
The thrusting spears were shielded away, and under the terrifying group assault, one Beastman after another was flung away, almost leading to a complete rout.
Side by side with those on the front lines being scattered in combat, the rest, who hesitated to join, lost heart and fled into the forests.
Jackal Wolfman Tribe Beastn were fleeing everywhere, while only a small number remained, resisting in futility against the Minotaur charge.
The abrupt arrow attack to the shield and spear corps breaking their lines took less than a minute, yet left the Dark Elves agonized by the chaos.
"Don’t run! Damn it! Get back to fighting the enemy!"
The Dark General grabbed a retreating Beastman, tossing him back into the fray.
Yet intercepting only one or two made little difference, as continued attacks completely shattered morale across the Jackal Wolfman Tribe.
In war, sustaining morale is crucial, as it was for Austin in ancient tis, much like the Beastn battles in this world’s prival forests.
Ignoring the Dark Elf’s commands, the Beastn scattered in the chaos,
And then,
"For His Highness Austin!"
Loud shouts echoed from left and right, as two new forces erged from the underbrush, advancing upon the scattered Jackal Wolfman Tribe Beastn.
"Damn it!"
Seeing their ranks split and enemies swarming in, the Dark Elf no longer intended to remain and fight, imdiately turning to flee.
As for Simon Hogg and others trapped at the center, they were left to their fate.
But only after a few steps, a sudden magic burst rose below him.
"What?!!!"
The Dark Elf was alard but responded swiftly, rolling to avoid the spot he stood upon.
anwhile, massive black vines burst from the ground, intertwining at a rapid pace.
"Damn!"
The fleeing Dark Elf cursed as he glimpsed the ensnaring vines, narrowly escaping capture.
Next mont, as he darted up, leaping nimbly in mid-air, he deftly drew an arrow, targeting below.
Locating the target, he drew, aid, releasing in one fluid motion.
Mid-air he was, already aiming at the fox-faced Quik who had triggered the Vine Technique.
At that mont, Quik had just finished casting the vine spell from a magical ring, standing exposed. The drawn bow was zeroed in on him from above.
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