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Chapter 90: The Shrill Whistle of the God of Death

  The waves behind the Sanggan River push forward, and the front wave dies on the beach - the Kuai Zhang Festival said.

  The marching speed of the Dragonfly Mercenary Corps was far superior to that of the Shalba Family's slave-hunting corps, with a clear distinction between amateur and professional.

  Unlike the Sharpa family, the Danze family's baggage carts were not pulled by mules, but all used "Ji Tou Zuo Long" which was a specialty of the Kairamduo Plateau.

  This massive demon beast is as big as two elephants, and it's a branch of the Wyrm family. However, what sets the "Gentle-headed Wyrm" apart from other Wyrm demons is that it's the only herbivore among them. The extent to which this beast is gentle in nature makes one wonder about its lineage - when faced with an attack, it uses its magic "Petrification" to cover itself in a layer of stone armor, but the concept of "counterattacking" doesn't even exist in its mind; its teeth have even completely atrophied into gums over the long years.

  Of course, the creator god is very fair. The petrified "Turtle Dragon" has almost no natural enemies because its stone armor that can be constantly replenished is too hard. Even a ferocious Tyrant Dragon with a biting force of two tons can only stare at it blankly.

  Although this sub-dragon beast is quite clumsy and slow in turning, apart from moving in a straight line, it is still one of the best war beasts - its ability to withstand attacks is simply too powerful. The earth attribute magic "petrification" can also ensure that it is immune to arrows on the battlefield, and its load capacity is impressive, pulling 300 tons without any problem. After training, the "base-headed dragon" can even pull a load of up to 400 tons.

  In the vast plains of Karim, many military powers have a logistics officer who captures and domesticates this gentle dragon-like creature as their pack animal. As the first mercenary corps of the Principality of Dolotte, the Danze family also obtained one through its connections from the Empire of San Francisco.

  When brute force and ferocity are no longer present, even a dragon-like monster is nothing more than a beast of burden in human eyes, which can't help but be a kind of extremely dark humor.

  The war began before the logistics were in place, but once it started, it was all about the commander's strategy. I've already succeeded halfway, thought Colonel Gattuso Danze.

  Forty swift eagle knights have been closely monitoring Wolf in the salt alkali forest in the southeast direction since the first day they entered the wilderness. The swift eagle knights, who came and went like the wind, made full use of the advantages of air reconnaissance. The first-hand information they provided also allowed Colonel Gatso to grasp the battlefield more accurately.

  As vanguard troops, the light cavalry of two legions of the Dragonfly Mercenary Corps arrived in Florence a day ahead of the main force, and at the same time as the vanguard troops, 500 Traviif Berserker mercenaries also arrived.

  Gatuso didn't think these mad warriors would act so quickly. In the battle sequence, these mad warriors were the main force in breaking through strongholds.

  However, the Berserkers are not an easy force to control, and refusing these fanatical warriors as vanguards is the greatest insult to them! Especially since they ride on a mount that is a specialty of the ice and snow country of Travif - "Multi-legged Giant Horse".

  "The Polypheme Giant Horse" is a variant descendant of the ancient ancestral horse, with a body size twice that of ordinary horses, weighing around one and a half tons, with a gray long mane all over its body, and a fleshy saddle on its back like a camel's hump. This giant horse usually grows six legs, and the best "Polypheme Giant Horse" can grow eight legs. It is said that the war god Odin, worshipped by the Berserkers, rode this "Eight-legged Giant Horse" to battlefields. Due to having several more legs than ordinary warhorses' four legs, the speed of the Berserkers' "Polypheme Giant Horse" is much faster than that of ordinary cavalry horses.

  This made Gatusso even more unable to find a reason to refuse them becoming vanguards.

  When the vanguard of 2,500 people appeared on the horizon in Florence, the ten tables of mahjong on the red soil square welcomed their arrival with enthusiasm. At this time, it had only been ten days since Marquis Capello reported enemy news, and according to human marching speed, Liu Zhensheng naturally thought that the other side still had five or six days of journey. Plus it was a defensive battle, so Liu Zhensheng even omitted the time for reconnaissance, leaving only time to play mahjong.

  Long before these human cavalry were fifty miles away, the lookout on the top of the red earth slope had blown the warning horn, but except for the warriors of Feilong Village, others did not know that it was a warning signal.

  After the horn sounded, Lord Fuling continued to rub his mahjong tiles calmly and didn't give any reminder to the power-wielding priests.

  The lord and Daisy, Yolanda, and Cotanani sat at a mahjong table. The three bosses' wives avoided suspicion, peeking sideways to watch the commotion. The militiamen were also gathered in groups, chattering loudly. The bailiffs shook their heads on the side, the temple knights looked dull on the side, and the wolf cavalrymen were polishing their new war knives and armor with relish.

  Daisy scolded Liu Zhen for neglecting even the most basic reconnaissance, not fulfilling his duty as the highest military officer in the territory. At the same time, she didn't forget to play a card against Gatanee, slamming down a red middle card and shouting "Peng!"

  Ruolan has been particularly confused lately, and together with Song Tanni, they are known as the two national hands of Feilongcui. Just a few days after getting started, her slender fingers elegantly reported all the cards with an accuracy of almost 100%.

  Lao Liu and his brother were once known as the two kings of gambling in Cat Ear Cave, so dealing with these little girls would be a piece of cake. However, Lao Liu's personality had always been to confuse his enemies, so at first, he kept losing on purpose, shouting nonsense like "There is a woman who is the gate of heaven... I've lost all the way to Withered Leaf City..."

  Today, Old Liu finally started his killing spree, and the three little beauties were crying bitterly. Daisy and Yuelna, although from a dragon clan, what assets could two runaway lovers have? Not only did they spit out the gold coins they had won in the previous few days, but they also put up their only private property. If they lost again, they would only need to pawn the jade ring on their finger as betting capital. Although Songtanni came from a famous family, she couldn't withstand Old Liu's consecutive wins, fortunately, Kachusha occasionally stole a bag of gold coins and secretly handed it over to Songtanni. The Swan Knightess, although her purse was getting thinner with each loss, became more courageous the more she lost.

  Two thousand light cavalry and five hundred frenzied warriors, the sound of their horses' hooves pounding the ground was like a drumbeat. By the time they reached within ten miles of Florence, it had become clear and distinct. In response to this sudden change, the staff-wielding priests and temple knights calmly ascended the stepped passageway, occupying the lower slope of the second layer of caves, and drew out their weapons and instruments. Several followers of the staff-wielding priests, including a group of skilled archers from the House tribe, swiftly climbed up to the third layer of caves, seizing the high ground.

  "Obis Laichi! Everything is ready, only waiting for the east wind!" The shouting of the Lord of the Ruby Square was still so loud.

  "He's thirteen cards short of a deck, still missing an East Wind." Daisie reminded Gataney and Yoruna with a bit of mischief.

  Tan Ni won a game with a white skin, and Liu Zhen was stunned again.

  "Soldiers are not afraid of deceit." Liu Zhen shook his head with a sly smile and winked at Daisy.

  The attendants of the ceremony looked at the dust rising seven or eight miles away, and then looked at the indulgent and decadent Lord Feilong, really didn't know what to say.

  The rest of the sapphires were still playing cards in the winter sun, bragging and boasting, until a group of wolf riders stood up, looking at Robbie with embarrassment, not knowing whether to sit down or go to the second layer of the cave.

  The human cavalry was getting closer and closer, after all the bamboo forests were cut down, the entire outer circle of Feiluoli was vast and open, with 2,500 riders galloping on the wasteland. Even the tame wolves sitting on one side raised their heads, sticking out their blood-red tongues and staring at the distance with a hiss.

  The sound of mahjong still echoed stubbornly, but the faces of the warriors in Feilong Village also carried a murderous aura.

  Unlike the heavy and murderous atmosphere of the power-wielding cultivators, the warriors of the Jade Cold Palace were affectionate yet murderous.

  Compared with each other, the officials felt that they had already lost to these rustic villagers in terms of demeanor.

  The dragon cavalry mercenaries reined in their horses a mile away.

  The main task assigned to the two cavalry regiments of Gatuzo was to catch up with the enemy, if there were fugitives in Florence, the vanguard light cavalry would bite like a bulldog and not let go, if the enemy chose to defend, then the vanguard light cavalry would patrol around Florence, intercept scouts, and wait for the main force to arrive, if the enemy's military strength was too great, it was absolutely no problem for the light cavalry to retreat.

  Due to the addition of 500 Berserkers, Colonel Gatso repeatedly reminded the two Wing Commanders that they must not lightly initiate combat. The destructive power of the Berserkers was too exaggerated; any city where they fought without a priest would forever be nothing but ruins. What the Danze family needed were five beauties and one Phegda, not spare parts.

  The ten tables of mahjong and a large pile of lazy, sun-bathing Bimon warriors completely bewildered the two cavalry regiment commanders of the Dragon Vortex. These Bimon clearly saw the human figures, but why were they still staying put on the big red earth square, neither choosing to hide nor attack, as if they hadn't seen them at all.

  Why is this? The two cavalry regiment commanders looked at each other in dismay.

  The dragon knights would consider why this was so, but the berserkers had no such thoughts. In their eyes, this was just a provocation to battle!

  At the leader's roar, all the Berserkers jumped off the "Multi-legged Giant Horse". They were not cavalrymen. The Berserkers would always be infantry heroes, riding on giant horses just to get themselves into contact with the battlefield faster.

  The two brigade commanders immediately stopped the action of the Berserker leader, and the loud-mouthed Berserker leader quarreled with the two brigade commanders.

  The mahjong game of Feilongcuo continued, but the participants were a bit tense.

  I never dreamed of it! It's actually the Travian Berserkers! And there are 500 Berserkers! As soon as these sturdy men riding giant horses, wearing bear skins and carrying battle-axes appeared in sight, the priests immediately recognized them as Berserkers.

  King Gerek. Sal of the Kingdom of Bimon, when he was young, also met ten Traviif Berserkers on his adventure journey. These ten berserkers are currently instructors in the kingdom's elite guard unit "War God's Whip". As for the ferocity of the berserkers, whether it is the conclusion drawn from the Battle of Haigal a thousand years ago or from the current strength of the berserker instructors, no one in Bimon dares to underestimate them!

  Travians are the only human tribe that can enter a state of frenzy, and their individual combat strength is the only one that can match that of the Phirius warriors. Underestimating the Travian Berserkers means underestimating your own life.

  What makes the priests even more worried is that all of these berserkers' left eyes have been cut out by sharp blades, with hideous scars resembling an ugly centipede crawling on their faces. This is a unique custom among the Traviif berserkers, as they worship the one-eyed god Odin and only those who have killed over 100 enemies are qualified to cut out their own left eye to prove their bravery.

  "It's actually a Hundred Man Slayer Berserker!" All of the authority-wielding priests were secretly sweating bullets.

  Two loud and mournful neighs echoed through the sky, as five huge flying magical beasts soared across the sky above the red earthy hills. Each of them had a body that resembled a lion in the front half and a horse's body in the back half, with a pair of wings spread out to about five feet, each end seated a knight, their eyes scanning the ground like hawks.

  "Swift Eagle?" Liu Zhen just happened to touch a tile, looked up at the swift eagle in the sky, and then looked at the small bird on the mahjong tile.

  "This is getting interesting." Daisy said with a smile.

  "Time's up!" Liu Zhenpeng shouted loudly.

  All the warriors of Feilong immediately stood up, those playing cards put away their mahjong, and those sunbathing stretched their waist.

  Gud was still snoring when O'Neil kicked him awake.

  As they saw this group of people gathering up the tables like a whirlwind sweeping away the remaining clouds, and going up the stairs to the passageway, the fierce warriors collectively burst out with a loud, coarse and clear jeer.

  Two team leaders were persuading the leader of the crazy warriors in a low voice, suddenly saw that group of people rushed up to the stairs and into the cave, and regretted it in their hearts.

  The sceptre's ritual is also laughable in my heart, this Lord of Feilongcui, is purely nonsensical, if he really had skills, he should have continued on, the arrangement was done quite well, but in the end it still ended up being a big mess.

  The two brigade commanders of the dragon corps ignored the ridicule of the Berserker chief and stubbornly arranged for camping.

  The best time for a surprise attack has passed, and the two chiliarchs would not lose their military bearing due to the taunts of the warlord.

  Liu Zhenhong reappeared when he had already reached the top of the Red Earth Slope. Two swift eagles flew back from north of the Sanggan River, circling around once before returning to the Red Earth Slope, which resembled an icy throne. They obtained the information they wanted and flew particularly leisurely. Seeing a large group of either short or weak Bimon standing on the slope top, which looked like an ice city, the two eagle riders exchanged a smile. The warlike nature of the Northern people prompted the two aerial knights to prepare for a low-altitude sweep to teach these Bimon a lesson. Their dense crossbows were also taken from the saddle seat.

  A beautiful and skilled dive was about to enter the ideal shooting range of the Jousting Knights, but a wave of Death Whispers came to greet them ahead of time.

  The six archers of the Personma tribe, who were crouching behind the skunks, stood up at Lord Richard's loud shout. The six small crossbows with full tension were held level in their hands, and the six icy arrows shot out with a sharp whistle, directly towards the two swooping hawk knights. At the same time, the 40 deer people also drew out their large slings made of deer antlers, and "Moladin's Fury" was unleashed rapidly.

  The small crossbow was not suitable for the horsemen who were used to bows and arrows. After the first batch of crossbow arrows were fired, the six Hausen archers threw away their crossbows in unison, drew out the purple longbows behind them, and shot a string of sharp arrows with swift movements.

  Liu Zhen was shocked to see that each of the five Haus archers had an arrow clutched between their fingers, and in an instant, five long arrows pierced the air.

  Arrogance is forever self-destructive.

  The massive Griffin, flying speed is not as fast as ordinary birds, but the flight altitude can reach around 800 meters. Although the speed increases due to gravity when diving, the route has become single; Moreover, the red earth slope is as high as 52 blades, and the two Griffin riders have already pulled their height to 200 blades when diving. In terms of height, the two air riders have been at a great disadvantage.

  What the two Jueying Knights could not have imagined in their wildest dreams was that there were actually six Haos tribe divine archer Zithers and forty Meizu tribe crossbowmen waiting for them.

  Under the overwhelming defense, two swift eagles were tied to the knights, and in mid-air, they were beaten into a dazzling hedgehog firework. The two knights fell from the air and became minced meat. The wings of the two swift eagles managed to glide slightly, and after flipping over, one crashed onto the top of the red earth slope, one bounced off the slope, and one smashed onto the red earth slope, sending ice chips flying everywhere. They rolled continuously for two or three weeks before coming to a stop.

  The eagle's neck was pierced by a heavy crossbow bolt, twisted at a terrifying angle, yet it still hadn't died, and was struggling futilely, its bloody claws scratching desperately at the ground, warm blood staining the crystal-clear ice.

  Liu Zhenhong drew out his ancient flame gun, walked forward, and stepped on the eagle's head with one foot. The eagle was still twisting its body when Liu shot it, causing blood and flesh to splatter everywhere.

  The other three Knights of the Red Hand, who had been circling on the south face of the high slope, were shocked and enraged, quickly closing in, shooting a burst of crossbow arrows downwards from six hundred yards.

  Liu Zhen had long been prepared for this, not only did he carry two large tortoise shells with him, but also behind the wall, he had already poured ice water to cast more than a dozen tomb-like houses. This was originally intended to defend against the strong and powerful crossbow shooting of humans, but this time, suddenly a Jueying Knight appeared, but fortunately, the shelter effect was still the same.

  Under the protection of the ice cave, the crossbow arrows of the Jueying Knights only hit some ice blocks and had no other gains.

  The Emerald Archer and his men were also helpless, the bow's range was only 400 yards, and the actual killing range was only 200 yards. These eagles were in the air at a distance of 600-700 yards, except for the occasional counterattack by the limited number of bed crossbows operated by the Stinker, the House Archer was completely powerless.

  Just after the first wave of crossbow arrows from the Knights of the Swift Eagle, forty giant birds flew out of the fourth layer of the large cave in response to the whistling of the Musk People's bamboo flutes. Under the gaze of countless eyes, they slowly glided over the edge of the icy parapet, and one by one, agile figures leaped from the parapet and landed neatly on the backs of these giant birds.

  In the stunned gaze of three Griffin Knights, forty Newton Aerial Cavalry swooped down from the west side of the high slope. The heavily patched flesh wings of the Newton giant bird circled in the air and gradually adapted to the airflow and flight rhythm. Under Adou's leadership, the forty Newton Aerial Cavalry formed an irregular arrowhead formation, pressing towards the three Griffin Knights with a fierce momentum like a pack of wolves.

  This sudden and drastic change left the Dragon Vortex mercenaries who were setting up camp stunned, from just a moment ago when two Sky Eagle Knights were shot down, to a group of air soldiers appearing, all within an instant, this rapid turn of events didn't even give these mercenaries time to react.

  When they saw the giant birds wearing golden full-body armor, but with patches of different sizes sewn on their meat wings, the Dragon Vortex mercenaries had a mixture of laughter and tears. Especially after realizing that this was an air cavalry composed of Newton's giant birds, the mercenaries found it even more interesting.

  The flight speed of the Newton giant bird is slow, and it's impossible to compare with the swift eagle. Moreover, they don't have that kind of smelting and manufacturing technology to equip expensive repeating crossbows. They ride this flesh-winged Newton giant bird like a beggar's cloak, what can they use to confront the numerous military powers on the mainland, such as the Pompeii airborne scouts?

  The Knights of the Swift Eagle had always maintained their aerial combat training in peacetime, and for aerial battles, although these Pompeii candidates had not actually experienced it, the innate martial spirit of the Northern people made them not afraid at all.

  According to the aerial combat manual passed down from the era of the Hagar War, the way Sky Knights fought was almost no different from the hand-to-hand combat methods used by ground cavalry - ground cavalry would hold long spears and use the speed of their warhorses to knock opponents off their horses at the moment they crossed paths; Sky Knights would do the same when both sides approached within fifty yards, using their repeating crossbows and magic spells to shoot each other full of holes like a beehive. If neither side hit the mark, they would draw their longswords like knights and continue to exchange blows.

  Humans had once used such tactics to achieve brilliant results, the expensive repeating crossbow made by human craftsmen on the Aegean continent was unmatched in firepower, with a flat shooting range of up to 100 yards, and the most lethal radius was 50 yards. Within 50 yards, the fan-shaped burst of seven crossbow bolts almost covered all angles of attack. In the Tennessee air battle, the bird tribe of Bimon was equipped with javelins, which had suffered at the hands of human airmen. At that time, in the "Death Fifty Yards" confrontation, there was no other way but to fight hard with human wave tactics.

  The three Gryphon Knights sneered inwardly, for they were equipped with two dense crossbows and were the vanguard of Pompeii! How dare these ignorant Bimon dare to confront them! The Gryphons had the bloodline of the Lion Eagle, although their attack magic "Flame Ball" was not as powerful as that of the Lion Eagle, but the sharp teeth and claws of the Gryphon were definitely not something that a batch of Newton Giant Birds could contend with, even if they were wearing armor. As long as these Bimon Newton Aerial Knights approached within fifty yards, they would first send them two rounds of crossbow bolts and one Flame Ball, then rely on the speed of the Gryphons to quickly fly away, wait for the crossbows to reload, and then come back to shoot down another batch of them. If all else failed, they could engage in close combat, and the three Pompeii vanguards had absolute confidence in their swordsmanship and the ferocity of the Gryphons.

  It was just that they didn't think that the musk deer's elk horn crossbow had a range of one hundred and fifty yards, which was all effective range.

  The small fireball of the Jūyō was the first to make a move, but the modified Fujikabuto's blood gel covering had an amazing elastic force and blew away the small hybrid fireball early on. A group of Newtonian cavalrymen didn't even have time to react and continued their charge.

  Addu's whistle sounded, and the Newton bird group that was originally in an arrowhead attack formation immediately transformed into a three-tiered linear attack formation, opening fire at a distance of 150 yards.

  The speed of the flight in the air was extremely swift, and as soon as the Musketeers opened fire, they dived straight down. The crossbow arrows of the Griffin Knights hadn't even had time to be fired before they exploded into brilliant fireworks in the sky.

  Mordhau's fury is effective against heavy armor, although its power is limited. However, it is absolutely effective against the lightly armored Air Knights.

  And in each of the Musketeers' attacks, they all used five shots at once - the boss was watching from below, this was the first battle, and it was still a case of many beating few, so the Musketeers were somewhat ruthless for the sake of stability.

  Two hundred Moradin's wrath, flames of death.

  Above the Azure Sky, the Musketeer wrote the first song of flesh and blood with his own strength.

  The Bimon who came to support Falcom in battle all looked up with moist eyes.

  How many years has it been! I never thought that there would be a day when I'd return to the blue skies again! And what's more, I can still go toe-to-toe with human aerial knights!

  Only Kotani had a dissatisfied face, her "Sky Forbidden Song" hadn't been prepared yet, but the battle was already over.

  A shrill whistle pierced the air as Adou led the Newton Air Cavalry in a dive-bombing formation, charging towards the encamped Dragon Vortex mercenaries.

  Their goal is none other than the world-renowned Tel Aviv Crazy Warriors.

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