The enraged Forest Goblin Riders didn't have time to think why humans had also learned to be so cunning, using strategy and ambush rather than fighting uprightly. An overwhelming mass of human infantry with gleaming cold armor and long lances pressed forward.
This high slope was not actually high, merely a small hill of about ten meters. A single advance by human infantry could push their spearheads right up to the goblins' throats.
The Convict Army first entering the battlefield trembled from tension and excitement. At this moment, they could hardly hear the clamor, nor the roars from their comrades. All they heard were the fierce sounds of cavalry charging with lances, and the clang of armor and weapon collisions.
They fixed their eyes on the knights fighting ahead, hoping to draw courage and inspiration from them.
And these majestic knights did not disappoint their expectations. Their tall silhouettes charged at the forefront. The Walking Knights ignored the spiders' sharp claws, slashing and thrusting with their weapons, as the fierce battlefield ahead was a chaotic mess of blades.
Knight Oerstein roared at the first clash: "Divine Grace · Blazing Sun Divine Shield!"
The steel-chewed jaw of the eight-legged spider bit onto his sacred shield. This venom-laden sharp jaw shattered instantly, causing unbearable pain that made the monster roll convulsively across the battlefield, throwing the goblin tied to its back straight off.
Brilliant sacred golden light shone down on the human military formation. A goblin's sneaky stab at a knight's plate armor didn't penetrate the divinely reinforced tough armor.
In its astonished gaze, the knight's left hand suddenly reached out, grabbed its neck, dragging it down from the eight-legged spider's back, and slammed it into the ground, instantly shattering its spine, twisting its entire body together.
While the knight's right hand warhammer followed, smashing down on its unowned mount. The spider's massive head and a large segment of bone and flesh behind its neck were crushed, driven deeply into its abdomen.
The Forest Goblin Spider Riders abandoned the biggest disadvantage of their sneaky ambush, crashing directly into the human steel phalanx, suffering instant heavy losses.
The knight's bravery greatly inspired the Convict Army's courage. They roared, wielding long lances and war swords, rushing forward to surround the goblin riders.
Eighty goblin spider riders faced the siege from at least three squadrons of humans. They felt surrounded on every side by humans' long lances. The humans' over four-meter lances madly jabbed in dense blades that their meter-long short lances couldn't compete against.
Their short lances were suitable for maneuvering in narrow forest paths, not for fierce engagement on an open battlefield.
Human soldiers lowered their blades in chaos as the goblin spider riders faced the frenzy of dozens of icy long lances, unable to counterattack.
The fierce battle lasted less than ten minutes. Over forty goblin spider riders died miserably, while the remaining spiders were scared witless.
Someone screamed trembling: "We feel the situation is dire, it's our goblins and beloved big spiders dying, humans can't be resisted."
"As the saying of cowards goes, 'Keeping the green hills means not fearing a lack of firewood.' Escape quickly, fight again when the situation turns. Now it's just vain suicide."
However, before they could scream and reach consensus, on the eastern side of the hill, human Impact Knights had already circled behind them.
Su Li grasped the sword with both hands solemnly at his chest, charging on horseback, he loudly proclaimed: "In the name of the Sun Goddess, we shall cleanse this world of evil, let the enemy's blood witness our victory! Forward, for the Goddess, for the territory, for honor!"
Four squads of Impact Knights raised their arms and shouted in unison: "For Honor!"
The icy blades glittered with dazzling light in the sun, then the knights opened their distance, four squads of knights forming a wave-like charging formation, launching a frenzied assault at the goblin spider riders' rear.
Su Li led the charge, swinging his blade fiercely before the monster could turn back. The fiery Rune Sword burst forth with brilliant flame light, slicing into the cheese-like monster, who screamed as the goblin and spider were cut in two by the Rune Sword, splattering blood and charred organs everywhere.
The goblin spider riders' wails and screams filled the air, while knight after knight surged forward like tides, sweeping the entire battlefield.
Their frail bodies twisted and broke under the knights' towering steeds' assault.
The fierce engagement went on for more than twenty minutes, most of the frenetic goblin spider riders were smashed into pieces. Their reckless excitement led them to the battlefield, they were the first to become ghosts under the knights' iron hooves.
Only less than ten goblin spider riders managed to break out, but unfortunately, their mornings of frantic pursuit had exhausted the spiders' stamina. These spiders, slower than giant wolves and war horses, were too worn to escape the knights, who pursued rested.
They turned and fled, giving the knights a good opportunity to leisurely harvest the spoils of war.
The pursuit turned into a scene of riding and slashing, with Knight Frederick reaping the richest harvest. The giant beast under him was full of stamina and moved swiftly, completely unmatched by ordinary warhorses. Each powerful stride of the Half Griffin was equivalent to several dashes of a galloping horse, so on the pursuit route alone, seven goblin riders fell under Knight Frederick's battle halberd.
The bright divine grace enveloped both him and his tall mount, and the wounds on his body were slowly healing, even his strength was gradually improving.
Perhaps after this battle, he would stabilize in the stage of a middle-tier elite knight, preparing to break through to a high-tier elite knight.
On the intense battlefield on the high slope, the soldiers disregarded the stench and filth, shaking their flags and shouting madly, cheering enthusiastically.
Victory is always the best motivation, bringing back good news at the outset bolstered everyone's confidence, and the morale of the entire army soared.
After witnessing blood, the convict army's fear of war greatly diminished, replaced by a burning desire for glory!
Just now, the lord personally freed a brave slave from servitude. This made all the slaves envious, as this lucky fellow was practically struck on the head with merit.
Two reckless Jieya Evil Bandit War Chariots crashed down the slope and broke apart, sending goblins toppling to the ground. This lucky guy, with both luck and courage, shouted and charged with a long spear, killing two goblins before they could react. Covered in blood, his furious and roaring appearance scared another goblin so much that its arrow missed its target, and it too was killed by him beside the broken war chariot.
In this way, the lucky fellow successfully obtained three goblin heads.
Upon hearing this, Su Li made a swift decision and awarded him on the battlefield, freeing him from servitude and granting him three Golden Crowns.
The motivating effect was unparalleled; at this moment, the convict army's longing for war was no weaker than that of the frenzied green skins and goblins.
War meant merit, war meant wealth, and their weapons were already hungering and could not wait to behead a few goblins.
And they did not have to wait long.
Just half an hour after they had finished clearing the battlefield, the rough roars of the green skin beastmen and the sharp cries of goblins echoed clearly along the Brionne River.
The scale of the Green Tide was astonishing, with two to three thousand at the forefront alone, their clamorous ranks even covering the grasslands and the earth.
Compared to this terrifying size, the earlier battle on the high slope was nothing but an appetizer.
The green skins also saw the broken short lances and the Broken Toe Tribe's human-skin woven banner on the blood-stained highland. Above the pile of goblin heads, the Red Banner of the Bauhinia family fluttered, with several knights in fine plate armor guarding beneath the banner, trampling the Broken Toe Tribe's flag into the bloodstained mud like it was trash.
The monsters were completely enraged, though they could not comprehend this sacrificial-like art piece, human provocation spoke volumes on its own.
The beastmen roared angrily to the sky, raising their war blades and charging fiercely.
Behind them, a dense crowd of goblins holding short lances followed the beastmen's charge, cursing loudly without hesitation.
Su Li stood alone on horseback at the top of the high slope. Facing thousands of roaring and cursing monsters charging forward, he took a deep breath and drew the Flame Sword, pointing the blade forward! Behind him, a massive human force in iron armor lined up, advancing from the lower slope, fluttering banners and forests of long lances marching with thunderous steps toward the battlefield ahead. The chilling blades and the glint of armor, meeting the high noon sun, illuminated the world, and the fighting spirit soared through the mountains and rivers!
As infantry formations unfurled, arrayed beneath the high slope, the half-elf archers and human archer regiment reached the high slope, forming their positions from a commanding height.
At the front of the formation, the massive body of an ogre let out a deafening roar, with two teams of ogre warriors holding large clubs, standing at the very center of the formation. They were the first to bend forward and launched a fierce assault.
The enormous ogre war axes and large clubs crashed into the surging green tide, sending four or five screaming goblins flying.
This strike marked the beginning of today's decisive battle as the half-elf and archer regiment began firing arrows, and both massive armed forces roared in anger and charged at each other, staining the fertile plain with blood!
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