385: Chapter 40, Brutal_2 385: Chapter 40, Brutal_2 If he had known of the terrifying power housed within Bertelli Fortress, he would have never chosen this location as the breakthrough point.
The border of the Moxi Duchy stretched over hundreds of miles; any location could be attacked, so why break teeth on a hard nut?
Regret was useless now; this battle was led and primarily fought by the Bearman Imperial Court’s heavy infantry.
Without much pondering, he knew that the elite legion responsible for the main assault on Bertelli City was now essentially demolished.
What he needed to think about next was not the recovery of the legion’s combat power but rather if he should abolish this legion’s establishnt.
Fortunately, he had a bit of cleanliness obsession.
He despised the blood-filled city that had experienced battle and didn’t hastily move the camp into the outer city, otherwise, the loss would have been even greater.
Besides his own heavy losses, the Bearman Emperor was also troubled by having to explain to his allies.
The assisting Hawkman Air Force, during this wave, also suffered heavy losses.
Three Hawkman Thousand Flight Units had shifted their station to the outer city yesterday.
Other than the Hawkman soldiers who were out on patrol, all the rest were wiped out in one sweep.
If this matter isn’t handled well, getting aerial support from allies in the future won’t be as simple as it is now.
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The earth-shaking explosion had also caught Hudson’s attention.
He had even sent Belsden with the mory Stone to observe what exactly had happened.
The most frightening thing was the unknown.
The aftermath of this level of explosion could be lethal to him.
For safety reasons, Belsden, with his thick skin and flesh, was sent instead.
Given the defense power of the Earth Bear, scattered group attacks were almost no threat.
The strength of endurance was absolutely top-notch.
Looking at the ruined picture recorded on the mory Stone, Hudson’s face turned pale.
What on earth could destroy a city?
A forbidden spell, magic array, or sothing else?
In any case, Hudson’s mory contained no thod capable of creating this level of explosion.
“Belsden, did you notice anything?”
Hudson asked concernedly.
Power decides perspective.
A weakling knight and mage like him might not understand the situation, but that didn’t an Belsden couldn’t either.
Regardless, as an experienced bear, he had gained much knowledge thanks to the inheritance passed down generation to generation.
“The battlefield is filled with the witches’ aura, and there are many fragnted undead soldiers.
I guess a witch just took part in the battle.
As for the explosion, it seems like the city owner had pre-set a large number of self-destruct magic arrays and detonated them after the city was breached.”
Belsden said nonchalantly.
It was obvious that the young bear didn’t take the assembled magic array seriously.
This scattered-power array did not pose much threat to the hard-skinned ones but could be a deadly weapon against normal people.
Setting up a self-destruct magic array is simple, but that’s only for small magic formations.
This was the first ti Hudson heard about several magic formations connected in sequence for simultaneous explosion like this.
If it could be promoted on a large scale, then the Orcs would have to be extrely cautious when sieging.
Without inspecting five, six, seven, eight tis, they wouldn’t dare to enter the city.
Once he confird that it was his own people who did it, Hudson’s hanging heart was let down.
He was originally worried whether the Orc Army would co separately to intercept them, but now that was no longer a concern.
Just from the images on the mory Stone, it was clear that the Orcs suffered heavy losses this ti.
The loss wasn’t only in the number of dead soldiers but also the hit to the army’s morale.
All living creatures inevitably harbor fear.
He guessed that the previous explosion would be branded deeply in the hearts of countless Orcs, becoming an indelible mory.
Not saying anything aloud, in his heart, Hudson couldn’t help but applaud the Leibron Family.
What they did was just too masterful.
Then, there was nothing else.
The Orc Army suffered heavy losses, it indeed was the best ti to take advantage, but the problem was that Hudson couldn’t do it!
The two sides were tens of miles apart.
By the ti the slow-moving infantry got there, the Orcs would have already recoiled.
A cavalry charge would be the best option.
The tragedy, however, was that he only had a cavalry Corp.
Not a Cavalry Corps.
Such a small amount of cavalry that went there could barely take advantage.
Instead, it would be a miracle if they weren’t counter-killed, thanks to the protection of the Lord of the Dawn.
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“Attack!”
“Attack!”
Anthony and his group were not having the best of luck.
Having only just erged from the dark river and travelled less than thirty miles, they ran into the Bimon Cavalry, who had rushed to investigate upon hearing the news.
There was no need for many words.
A simple command of “Attack” was enough to clarify the relationship between both parties.
The Leibron family had many skilled fighters, but in terms of numbers, they were significantly outnumbered by the Bimon Cavalry.
On the vast plains where there was no place to hide, two legs could never outrun four, especially when carrying so burdens.
Since they couldn’t flee, there was only one option left—fight.
With their formidable individual fighting skills, both sides were landing blows and taking hits.
However, as ti went on, the disadvantage in numbers for Anthony’s group started to show.
Faced with the nurous Bimon Cavalry, even though the Leibron family mbers were not weak, they gradually displayed signs of fatigue.
Watching his guards one by one fall in battle, Anthony’s heart bled.
These were the cream of the Leibron family, it would be impossible to train replacents in less than a decade or two.
Especially under the current predicant the family was facing, there was no way to replenish new blood for a very long ti.
One could say that with every loss, the hardship of rebuilding the Leibron family increased.
If they lost this group of elite fighters, let alone rebuild the family, whether the remaining mbers could survive in these troubled tis was an unknown.
Being anxious was useless.
His own strength as the new head of the family was limited, and participating in the battle would not contribute much.
Instead, it would only distract the guards fighting.
Watching his n falling continuously, the Bimon officer, who was atop a war beast, also started to look grim.
The losses were too significant.
In the ongoing battle, the deaths of Bimon soldiers had reached into the hundreds.
This was nearing the casualties in a full-fledged campaign.
Were it not for his gut feeling that they had caught a big fish, he would not have been willing to have his n relentlessly battling here.
Several tis he wanted to join in, but he always suppressed the idea.
Although his own strength was not weak, the enemy also had skilled fighters.
If he were to be ambushed by them by any chance, it would be a tragedy.
As if he noticed sothing, the once apathetic Bimon officer’s face brightened up.
He imdiately ordered:
“Capture those kids first!”
Upon receiving the command, the Bimon Cavalry instantly shifted their targets, aiming for the few children being guarded behind the others.
This forced the guards to split up and intercept.
Three elders, upon realizing the situation, exchanged a knowing glance.
Two Earth Knights abruptly left the formation and shouted out, “Back off!”
Their figures darted out, charging straight at the Bimon officer.
The objective of both sides were shockingly similar, aiming to “capture the enemy commander”.
Witnessing this, the Bimon Cavalry on the path hastened to intercept.
Seeing the enemy approaching, the Bimon officer smirked, raising his greatsword and charged forward.
His previous hesitance was due to the presence of a sorcerer among the enemy, worried about facing a three-on-one scenario.
Now that the enemy’s sorcerer was being tied down by the cavalry, he didn’t need to hold back.
The mont the two sides clashed, the faces of the two elders changed dramatically; the energy burst from the Bimon officer before them was almost comparable to theirs.
Fighting two against one should have given them a substantial advantage.
Unfortunately, their enemy was a Bimon Knight, who also had a giant beast aiding him in the fight.
For a mont, the two sides were evenly matched, resulting in a stalemate.
The expressions of the two elders beca increasingly grave, as if worrying about the situation on the other side, but the middle-aged Bimon seem to beco more and more valiant.
As a Bimon, the gene for being warlike had long been ingrained in his bones.
A deadly evenly match was exactly what he wanted.
The battle to the death could best stimulate the potential of his spirit.
Both sides were busy fighting, and no one noticed a cavalry patrol appearing miles away.
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