novelkee Chapter 801 - 338: The Terror of the Weilu City Army (Part 2)
Chapter 801 - 338: The Terror of the Weilu City Army (Part 2)
"Dispatch all the Ancient Tree Guardians for the excavation; it’s expected to be completed by midday on the 5th."
Lear nodded, immediately making a decision.
"In that case, speed up the pace. Dispatch all Ancient Tree Guardians and Cold-blooded Cavalry to the valley for an ambush."
"Have a portion of the Crowned Eagle-horned Beast Knights hide at a distance, and only join the battle after the fight starts."
"At the same time, send a group along the way to harass those Centaurs, paralyzing their nerves and preventing them from having too much time for scouting."
"Once the ambush is set, lure the Centaurs over as they approach..."
Centaurs are skilled in archery with very long range; even though the Crowned Eagle-horned Beast Knights are flying soldiers, they dare not get too close, as they could easily be attacked.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Katana’s army, under Lear’s orders, began to move swiftly.
One by one, the Ancient Tree Guardians rose from the ground, heading to the mountains for an ambush.
At the same time, the Cold-blooded Cavalry army set out in full force.
Covering over a hundred kilometers in a rapid march, they reached the ambush site in four hours.
The Ancient Tree Guardians slowly climbed the gentle slopes over two hundred meters high on both sides of the valley.
Their roots burrowed into the soil, creating deep pits and significantly expanding underground space.
The Cold-blooded Cavalry entered smoothly.
The four corps of Ancient Tree Guardians dug with incredible speed.
Before long, tens of thousands of Cold-blooded Cavalry were hidden underground.
Subsequently, Isa personally cast a secret technique, scattering eerie green lights from her hands across the Tree Guardians.
As the light faded, the Ancient Tree Guardians instantly "withered," transforming into inconspicuous dead trees rooted on the earth’s surface, blending seamlessly into the surrounding natural environment.
Even if Centaur scouts approached, they would find it difficult to detect anything unusual.
Even Lear, who sensed the situation, could only detect faint traces of life when very close.
The ingenuity of the Dark Night Elf’s methods was truly admirable.
However, the excavation left obvious traces on the surface.
Isa pondered and summoned the Crowned Eagle-horned Beast Knights.
She ordered this army to wildly flap their wings within the valley.
A massive cloud of dirt and dust flew up, resembling a sandstorm.
It directly covered all the traces.
Only thick dust filled the air... along with the newly rooted Ancient Tree Guardians, they all turned gray and seamlessly merged with the surrounding terrain, showing no abnormalities.
Once everything was done, it was already midday on the 5th.
By this time, the Centaur army had already reached the first temple under his control to the north...
But unexpectedly, these Centaur troops did not launch an attack on the temple.
Instead, they left behind several thousand soldiers to guard the perimeter and continued marching forward.
This made Lear’s gaze grow more intense.
The opponent indeed knew about the ultimate soldiers recruited from the temples being able to support each other.
In the tense atmosphere, the Centaur army crossed three temples in succession.
Leaving five battalions at each temple, they did not attack or occupy them.
Their military strength was unmistakably directed at Katana.
It seemed the opponent already knew everything about the Long Thorn Mountain Range.
Lear, through the Soul Mark, controlled the situation throughout, his gaze calm and deep, continually simulating the upcoming battle in his mind.
Thankfully, by setting an ambush and taking the initiative, rather than waiting there, after their forces split up, simultaneously attacking the temples.
He would have to be constantly on the move, becoming too passive.
Two hundred thousand elite Centaurs surged like a black cloud, obscuring the sky, clad in rough beast hide armor, wielding long spears and giant bows, their eyes shimmering with wild light.
Their aura was ferocious and wild, evidently seasoned warriors.
Another day passed, and at the dawn of June 7th, the valley was shrouded in a thin mist.
The entire army quietly lay in ambush, revealing no peculiarities.
The vanguard of the Centaur army first arrived at a different path.
But before they had traveled far, Dark Night Elves in the sky issued a command, and rocks rolled down from all directions.
Causing thousands of casualties.
Most importantly, the path to Katana was cut off!
If the Centaurs forced an ascent, they would be easy prey for an ambush.
Upon deliberation, the Centaurs sent scouts to survey the surroundings.
Finally confirming their direction... 200,000 Centaurs, like a flood, moved toward the valley Lear had selected.
This valley wasn’t particularly high, and the top had no rocks, only soil.
They need not fear encountering another ambush.
At the same time, over a thousand Centaurs entered the valley first for vigilance; finding it safe, they allowed the army to advance.
The Centaurs donned rough yet resilient beast hide armor, wielding long spears, giant bows, and war axes, their hooves struck the earth, raising clouds of dust.
The ranks were interspersed with dozens of Giant Battle Beasts—a type of wild boar much larger than the stoutest elephant, carrying catapults on their backs, capable of crushing ordinary city walls.
Leading them was a Centaur Commander, a formidable Level 15 warrior.
Standing over four meters tall, with knotted muscles, wielding a flaming double-bladed war axe, exuding a ferocious aura.
Behind the Centaur Commander followed several thousand of the finest cavalry, distinguished by their uniform metal armor from the rest of the army.
"These insignificant crawlers, do they think hiding in the mountains will escape the judgment of my god?"
The Centaur Commander glanced at the Crowned Eagle-horned Beast Knights persistently harassing in the sky, snorted coldly, its gaze sweeping over the mountains, filled with disdain.