Chapter 1620: Chapter 75: Total Collapse (Part 3)
The crossbow arrows carried along have been almost completely exhausted, and the rain of arrows is rarely seen anymore.
As the commander in chief, Marshal Howell couldn’t help but reveal a slight smile on his face.
With the sacrifice of at least tens of thousands of centipedes, they finally managed to neutralize the enemy’s offensive.
The only issue is the high-level battlefield confrontation hasn’t been effective, unable to take down Hudson in one sweep.
“Marshal, the situation is somewhat unfavorable!
The enemy soldiers have been fighting for so long, yet don’t seem fatigued. Even if the knights can endure, the war horses should be exhausted.
Look, the enemy cavalry hasn’t stopped at all, this horsepower is not on the same level as the war horses we captured.
The Alpha Kingdom wouldn’t have equipped all its officers and soldiers with the finest war horses, would they?”
The Six-Winged Centipede voiced its suspicion, and Marshal Howell’s good mood instantly vanished.
The enemy’s stamina still being intact means they can launch another attack at any time. Even without the magic crossbows, these enemies are a major problem.
“Damn it, the enemy is waiting for reinforcements, they’re dragging us on purpose!”
Comprehending the situation, Marshal Howell couldn’t help but exclaim.
Even if he’s eighty percent sure that the Allied Human Army behind them is just for show, they’re still not to be underestimated.
The enemy’s knight corps is like sticky candy, entangling them directly.
If the army dares to move, the enemy will immediately latch on.
Deep down, after doing a quick calculation, Marshal Howell was startled.
From yesterday until now, through a series of battles, they have lost sixty to seventy thousand troops.
Including the wounded, the number of soldiers who have lost combat capability has long surpassed the hundred thousand mark.
Almost one-sixth of their base has been directly wiped out by the enemy, and the morale has plummeted.
In comparison, their achievements are almost negligible.
A glance at the battlefield shows that the enemy’s casualties are minimal. The stalemate on the battlefield largely stems from the enemy not wanting to pay too high a price.
“Not good, Marshal, the enemy is catching up!”
The messenger soldier’s words sank Marshal Howell’s heart to the bottom.
After rushing all night and being tormented by the enemy since early morning, the Centipede Army, be it in terms of stamina or morale, is completely out of shape.
Facing off against the enemy under such conditions is definitely not an ideal choice.
“Pass the order down, all units form up to meet the enemy!”
Marshal Howell decisively commanded.
The enemy has already attacked, regardless of the condition, this battle must be fought.
Almost simultaneously, the Human Knight Legion, which had been lingering outside, again sought out weak points to launch an attack.
The front lines lacked sufficient troops, even if they broke through the enemy’s formation, it was difficult to expand the gains smoothly.
Now the situation has changed, once the knights tore through the battle line, the cavalry followed behind to finish off.
Behind them, there were still endless infantry, advancing along the lines opened by the cavalry.
Relentless slaughter!
The battlefield was filled with flying flesh and blood, and the ground changed color from the gore.
The centipede soldiers with low morale were urged onto the battlefield by the supervisory team, many of them were stunned by the scene before them.
A centipede soldier with a weak mindset collapsed directly on the spot, wildly swinging his weapon with his eyes closed.
Without killing any enemies, he accidentally took down his own companion beside him.
As companions around them dwindled, a sense of panic spread throughout the army, and severe casualties led this force to the brink of collapse.
Just as he turned around, a centipede head flew off. Instead of dying at the hands of the enemy, he was killed by the supervisory team.
This left countless centipede soldiers both angry and helpless.
Mustering all their courage, just as they were about to confront the enemy, new deserters emerged.
At first, they were just scattered individuals, manageable by the supervisory team, but soon it became collective escapes of entire groups.
“Quickly return to hello…”
Before the words were finished, the centipede head of the supervisory team captain flew off, just like when he had slain deserters earlier.
This scene shocked the supervisory team and countless centipede soldiers.
Many centipede soldiers realized for the first time: they could actually kill the supervisory team!
Once Pandora’s Magic Box is opened, it cannot be closed again.
Having resolved to escape with their lives, the centipede soldiers unleashed their full potential, knocking down any centipedes blocking their path in a sea of blood.
Upon witnessing this, all the high-level officials of the Giant Centipedes realized it was over!
Unlike previous battles, this defeat directly buried their dream of a great nation.
The fields were littered with deserters, and some of the Giant Centipede high-level officials took the opportunity to join the fleeing crowd.
The future, whatever it holds, can be dealt with later. Surviving comes first!
No matter how much Marshal Howell yelled, he couldn’t stop the determination of everyone to escape with their lives.
The supervisory team, which should have been assisting him in suppressing the deserters, was visibly shrinking, with some soldiers even leading the escape.
“Master Seyam, you’re the most intelligent, what should we do now?”
Elder Mena asked with concern.
With the main force continually collapsing, they were stuck here, unable to move. Though united, they could protect themselves, leaving the group would immediately make them Hudson’s target.
As they remained here, they, the Sanctuary powerhouses, faced no accidents, but the number of eighth-order strongmen in the group was steadily decreasing.
“Hudson’s power is too great, absolutely not the Sanctuary Second Order as rumored outside!
Judging by his method of attack, even the peak Sanctuary Second Order would have exhausted their energy by now.
This individual seems to be an exception, with seemingly limitless energy, even some of the Third Order of the Sanctuary might not waste so recklessly.
Considering his performance over the years, I suspect this person is some old-timer who used a secret technique to seal his realm, fooling the world’s awareness.
We’re all quite drained from battling, we can’t keep depleting ourselves against him here!
We’ve all been targeted, so later on, everyone should escape in different directions at the same time; surely some of us can get away!”
Master Seyam rationally analyzed.
With the army defeated and chaos becoming inevitable, their current aim was to preserve strength as much as possible.
The most crucial point is that these Sanctuary members mustn’t all perish, otherwise, the Giant Centipedes definitely won’t survive this catastrophe.