936: Chapter 105, The Great Victory of Augustusburg 936: Chapter 105, The Great Victory of Augustusburg The burning tents illuminated the dark night, reflecting the debris strewn across the ground, and instantly ramping up the atmosphere.
The soldiers of the Ancient Remnant Allied Army, who had been slaughtering to their heart’s content within the city, also sensed the abnormality outside, but it was already too late to evacuate.
From the mont the cavalry trampled the allied camp, the collapse of the reserve army had beco inevitable.
Fatigued soldiers stood no chance against the elite human race, and the battle was one-sided from the start.
Facing the Alpha Kingdom Army’s assault, the various unaffiliated races could only fight for themselves, unable to form an effective resistance.
“Retreat!”
“Imdiately evacuate the city!”
…
Generals from various tribes issued orders to retreat one after another.
Everyone understood that once the encampnt outside the city was lost, the tide of the battle would reverse.
The blow to the morale and spirit of the army was even more difficult to estimate.
What should have been an orderly withdrawal with alternating cover had turned into a chaotic dash to escape.
The composition of the Ancient Remnant Allied Army was too complex, and everyone was wary of their allies.
No one dared to guarantee that if they stayed behind to cover, their teammates wouldn’t abandon them after getting out of the city.
Unaware of the enemy’s stealth attack outside the city, the panicked allied soldiers could only desperately retreat, their combat effectiveness plumting by more than half in an instant.
“The enemy has collapsed.
Rakel, pass down the order, let all the troops defending the city launch a counterattack imdiately, we can’t let these routed enemies escape!”
The enemy’s main force was still intact, but amidst the pitch-black chaos, neither side could grasp the specific situation of the other; naturally, the Commander in Chief had to create confidence for everyone.
Morale is a very mysterious thing.
The defenders, originally disheartened and fighting only to survive, began to courageously launch counterattacks upon seeing the enemy’s desperate retreat.
During normal tis, this level of counterattack would an nothing.
But at this mont, the encumbrance of the defensive troops considerably delayed the speed of the tribes’ withdrawal.
On the battlefield, ti is life.
In a blink of an eye, one military camp after another fell, and then the second, the third…
all succumbed one after another.
Under the cover of night, and with panic reaching its peak, so soldiers of the Alien Coalition Army, overwheld by the burden, abandoned the camp and chose a direction to flee for their lives.
Under a tribal civilization system, one person’s flight often leads to the collective desertion of a tribe.
The bigger picture is not sothing for the ordinary soldier to consider; they only want to stay alive.
“Great Sacrificer, the situation is sowhat grim.
The Human Army has stealthily attacked our camp, and now there is chaos everywhere, I fear…”
Before the middle-aged elf could finish speaking, Romo nodded.
The current situation was truly unexpected.
The biggest consequence of having nurous species is the difficulty of command; no one can convince soldiers of all tribes, and once chaos ensues, it often becos irreversible.
“Let’s watch the situation for a while.
If the army that attacked the city doesn’t retreat in ti to rescue the camp, we’ll look for an opportunity to pull back!”
Supporting the Ancient Remnant Allied Army was one thing, but there was no need to stay and be buried with them.
Especially since they had just cast a forbidden spell during the day; all earth magicians were now a liability.
…
The war had reached a critical mont, and both sides were embroiled in a lee.
Seeing no need for his command, Hudson also appeared on the battlefield.
He forcefully had Maxim reduce his size, and together with one man, one dragon, and one bear, they flitted across the battlefield, constantly delivering sneaky, devastating blows.
Especially the bulky giants, who were Hudson’s favorite targets.
Just shoot the arrows straight at them, negating the need for aiming.
The only problem was that Belsden always liked to compete with him for kills, often resulting in the enemy’s brain being blown apart before the arrow even arrived.
Maxim wasn’t idle either—a single sneeze from him and the big giants would collapse.
If anyone got close, his tail and claws would instantly beco enormous, and what followed was a heap of pulverized flesh.
Such brutal scenes of killing the enemy nearly made Hudson retch.
The most impressive performance on the battlefield was that of the Five Thousand Monster Cavalry, a veritable attack blade, where they pointed beca an instant sea of corpses.
Before the Alien Coalition Army could withdraw, the Allied Army Campus spanning over ten miles had already been penetrated by them, followed by their unruly charge on the battlefield.
Seeing that the number of deserters wasn’t increasing significantly, the observing elves could no longer withstand the pressure.
“Retreat!”
Lacking command experience, Shaman Romo had no idea that a mass withdrawal would attract the enemy’s attention the most.
Hundreds of elves moving together imdiately drew the attention of the Magical Beast Knights.
Being of Different Races within the human race, they were also categorized into various degrees of importance.
Compared to the lightly-regarded Ancient tribes, the Elf Race had always been a focal point of attention.
In the battleground, this “focused attention” naturally translated into a primary target for attack.
Since they had encountered them, naturally, they wouldn’t let them escape.
With groups of elves drawing fire, the morale-shattered soldiers of the Allied Forces quickly seized this once-in-a-lifeti chance to flee.
Unable to stomach the cruel scenes of the Magical Beast slaughtering the enemy, Hudson decisively left the inner city and ran into the fleeing group of elves as soon as he ca out.
Without waiting for his command, Belsden, who was addicted to sneaky attacks, had already turned into a mini bear and charged over.
An innocent-looking elf sister didn’t even know what happened before she was sent flying.
“Enemy!”
After a loud shout, Shaman Romo hurriedly erected a Magic Defense Shield.
Unfortunately, it was of no use.
“The fragile elf mage” wasn’t a joke.
An Earth Bear that got close to them would be a disaster, even for Sanctuary Elf Mages, let alone him, an Eighth-order Great Sorcerer.
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