After Su Li and Oerstein selected the battlefield, the main force of the Hesse Territory army quickly mobilized to the vicinity of the battlefield, and the ranks with banners fluttering arrayed on the west side of the high slope.

Standing at the highest point of the high slope looking west, Su Li could see a phalanx forest filled with flags and armor, illuminated under the sky.

This was his greatest confidence to win this battle. He would lead these eight hundred territorial soldiers to stop the Green Tide here, otherwise, they would swarm into the fertile and vast plains of the Hesse Territory.

At the moment of the decisive battle, instead, it was Knight Oerstein who comforted everyone. He shook his brown, rigid mustache, looked towards the direction of the Blood Pine Forest in the east, and said disdainfully, "Although the Green Tide has five thousand people, they are actually just a ragtag team, most of them are the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled from the tribes, and there aren't too many truly fierce and combative tribal warriors."

"Moreover, it is because several tribes joined that they reached this scale. A bloated army without unified command is destined to only surge forward blindly. As long as we have proper tactics, our elite knights will sever this bloated army like a sharp razor."

Everyone understood that Knight Oerstein was reassuring the soldiers and boosting morale, but upon hearing such encouraging words, the soldiers still cheered enthusiastically.

As long as one is hot-blooded, there will always be a tendency to believe in what they want to believe.

Hearing Knight Oerstein's analysis, the soldiers became more convinced that with advantage on their side, they would surely achieve a great victory in this battle.

Even the stubborn dwarves only tightened their grip on the heavy hammers in their hands, no longer emphasizing how fierce and terrifying the monsters were, or how they differed from the hastily gathered human militiamen and elders.

Holding a longsword, Su Li stood under the banner of the Bauhinia family, and asked Knight Oerstein: "Do you see them?"

Oerstein held a lens inlaid with gold edges, his gaze searching the sunlit plains through the low clouds.

"Yes," Knight Oerstein replied: "I see them, the enormous Green Tide is making a clamor while chasing our knights. They are already less than thirty miles from here, moving quickly, perhaps within two or three hours, their vanguard could reach the base of this high slope."

Everyone looked at him with concern, and Rong'en asked: "What is their situation?"

"As the information states, the Green Skins are filled with restlessness and rage, provoked by our mounted archer attendants, and a large number of goblins and green skin lads are roaring and chasing."

"Leading their charge are their Jieya Evil Bandit War Chariots and Forest Spider Riders."

Upon hearing the introduction from Knight Oerstein, everyone was invigorated, indeed as the intelligence suggested, this was their opportunity!

The enemy's large number of cavalry and mobile units were at the forefront; if the knights could deliver a decisive blow, destroying these high-mobility units entirely, then the enemy would be at their mercy, like fat meat to be savored.

Losing their mobile units, they would be forced into melee slaughter on the wide frontline, while human elite cavalry could launch fierce assaults from the flanks.

No one understood this tactic better than the dwarves. This is the anvil-and-hammer tactic, like striking iron with a hammer, using repeated ferocious charges of the cavalry to compress the enemy's space until the large, bloated infantry are squeezed within a narrow terrain where they can scarcely turn around. By then, even if the enemy army has plenty of violent giants and mighty beastman war generals, they would be unable to wield their clubs and giant axes, instead being pierced by the surrounding long lances and shot-down by a rain of arrows, falling on the blood-soaked, muddy battlefield.

This was the standard tactic for the Imperial Cavalry units against evil monsters.

With the confirmed correctness of the intelligence, Su Li decisively ordered: "Have the Impact Knights assemble and prepare; the first target of this battle is to crush the Green Tide's high-mobility units."

Belos Dragon Hammer held his heavy warhammer and sat on the ground, praying with the solemn dwarven ritual: "Ancestor Divine Gronni above, protect us powerful dwarves and human giants to defeat the wicked, tearing all the green skin scraps to pieces."

In the muffled murmurs of dwarven prayers, intense hoofbeats soon sounded from afar. At this time, under the watchful gaze of Knight Oerstein, the Vanguard Knights had already galloped back. More or less, various broken arrows were sticking out of them, twelve knights set off gloriously, but only seven returned, and everyone was wounded, even Elite Knight Frederick mounted on his Half Griffin had crossbow arrows shot by goblins.

Riding to the high ground, Frederick couldn't catch his breath before shouting: "Lord, the monsters' vanguard is right behind us, their Jieya Evil Bandit War Chariots and Spider Riders have broken off from their formation by at least ten miles, we can annihilate them in one strike."

No words were needed, Su Li and the knights around him had already seen the howling monsters chasing after them.

The Jieya Evil Bandit War Chariots charged at the front, a type of well-known goblin wolf chariot. Shortly after goblins started using giant wolves as mounts for their cavalry, their armies began employing wolf-drawn chariots. Logs chopped or collected materials were roughly pieced together and tightened with gut string, and all the green skins heavily valued these flimsy contraptions.

On the eight chariots of the Broken Toe Tribe, there were at least three goblins each. The driver in the front enthusiastically cheered while driving the chariot. This was the goblins' favorite profession, as they enjoyed all aspects of the high-speed chase.

The goblin in the middle wielded bows and crossbows, shooting carelessly into the highland sky. The three or four mounted knights on the high ground didn't intimidate them at all. Along the way, they had seen plenty of knights standing on the prairie highlands drawing their attention. Every flamboyant knight was shot rolling on the ground by their arrows.

The last one was a goblin tied to the right side of the chariot frame, holding a short machete. It was the most excited, shouting and hollering all the way, frustrated from not being able to catch up to the knights and chop them down. It couldn't restrain the restlessness in its chest: "Charge! Charge! Charge! Rush up there, cut down all the humans and dwarves!"

All the goblins on the eight chariots were enveloped in battle frenzy. They frantically whipped the backs of the giant wolves, competing and racing with each other, with death completely out of their minds at this moment. They just wanted to speed to the maximum, smash their opponents, or dismantle the chariot and send themselves flying.

Su Li had underestimated the war frenzy effect on these goblins under the Green Tide. The battle frenzy had controlled their minds entirely, making them disregard everything else, only thinking of charging ahead to chop down people.

Before Su Li could order the knights to charge, these monsters excitedly howled and drove their chariots up the high ground, unable to slow down and flew directly off, crashing heavily on the west side of the highlands. Two chariots broke apart instantly, as these contraptions were fragile to begin with. They could break apart during the race, let alone crashing severely like this.

The others that did not fall apart, and the goblins who were thrown dizzyingly on those chariots, realized too late that they had already fallen into the encirclement of the human army!

The half-elf archers were the first to attack, immediately piercing the throats of four goblins, who fell from the chariots screaming.

A large number of human heavy armored knights surrounded them. The giant wolves issued a series of desperate howls, like the scream of a stepped-on dog's tail.

There was no choice. The human knights surrounding them had reddened eyes. Here was presented glory and honor ready to claim. Six chariots fell from the high ground and were chopped to pieces before they had time to stabilize and accelerate again.

Meanwhile, the roars of the giant wolves further fueled the fervor of the goblin spider riders at the back. Their brains had been completely overtaken by the desire for battle, hearing only the sounds of combat as celebration. They thought it was the cheers of the giant wolves ahead in battle.

A total of more than eighty forest spider riders charged their eight-legged demons towards the knights on the high ground, shouting fervently.

These eight-legged demons were toxic and possessed pincers like steel, capable of piercing hard plate armor and injecting venom. Although slower than wolves and horses, these spiders could traverse the narrowest paths within the forest.

Forest goblin spider riders were masters of tracking targets. They could guide the many-legged monsters beneath them to climb treetops for lurking, then ambush targets opportunistically.

They should have been hiding in the thick forest shadows of the Blood Pine Forest, launching deadly attacks on invading foes. In the gloomy dense woods, even knights in full plate armor might meet their end in this despicable ambush.

But their minds were controlled by battle fervor, charging across the vast flat prairie, which would be like smashing an egg against a rock!

Su Li decisively ordered: "Impact knights, mount up, flank the high ground from the right side, and cut off the monsters' retreat!"

Su Li then drew the sword from his waist and asked the panting Sir Frederick beside him: "My brave knight, do you still have the strength to battle with me once more?"

Frederick immediately shook his halberd, spiritedly saying: "The direction pointed by your sword is the battlefield where I will fight relentlessly."

"Haha, good! It's this loyalty and heroic spirit I'm after. Follow me!"

With a command from Su Li, Harry with innate divine power immediately rode his horse down the high ground following Su Li, holding the Belos family banner.

The goblin spider riders seeing the human knights disappear from the high ground immediately became anxious and restless. They would not allow their prey to vanish from in front of their eyes.

The leading goblin waved its short lance, sharply shouting: "The humans are running away again, chase them down and kill them all!"

But as they climbed the high slope, they quickly cursed in frustration: "Damn it! The humans are as despicable as us goblins, setting ambushes here!"

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