Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1062 - 273: Full Line Assault_2

Chapter 1062: Chapter 273: Full Line Assault_2

Not only were there these mammoth strongmen, but there was also a large group of unfamiliar hippopotamus warriors and Mastiff People warriors lying on the ground, playing with a pile of conch shells. Dozens of small lion-like golden-armored Mastiff dogs lazily lay beside them, tongues lolling.

From whence did these followers of His Highness emerge? The twenty Orephin squad leaders of the Turun allied team looked bewilderedly at the large tent set up behind the wagon, unable to see how such a tent could accommodate so many people.

Liu Zhenhan chuckled. He knew that everyone in the Turun allied team was harboring this question.

"Your Highness, the enemy’s numbers are double ours! It would certainly not do to rashly charge forward, and they also have powerful weapons. I think we should carefully consider the levels of attack!" said General Reyes, unable to bear the chief Shaman’s frivolous demeanor any longer, his tone intensifying urgently.

"Tell me your plan!" Liu Zhenhan shifted the eagle-eye sleeve from his left eye to his right, aiming at the thirteen wooden towers built five meters high, under each palm-leaf-covered roof stood three people, two shield-bearing warriors and another who, from the looks of it, was the well-known Imam. No one else had that type of haughty air.

"I think we should choose a frontal assault!" declared General Reyes firmly, "Use five squads plus the rush group’s prisoners to launch six waves of attacks, relentlessly attacking the front earth wall without pauses, not allowing any breaks. The seventh attack squad should be pre-selected from all warriors, strong and robust, together with the twenty Orephin squad leaders to launch the seventh strike. Smash with large hammers, or even ram with our bodies if necessary to make a breach. The earth wall is only a bit over three meters high; it’s not worthwhile to form a human wall since our Piegel warriors are not tall. Only with a breach can we swarm in and have a chance of victory!"

"That’s a good way, though the casualties might be high. But do we have fewer troops than them? Heh..." Liu Zhenhan moved his eyes away from the eagle-eye sleeve and glanced at General Reyes, "Actually, your command skills are not bad, by the book and creative. Why are you so shy usually?"

"Your Highness... I..." General Reyes was taken aback by His Highness’s off-the-cuff remark and didn’t know how to respond.

"I didn’t mean it, sorry! General Reyes, I want to know, how do you plan to deal with their Imam Mage and the Prism Towers?" Liu Zhenhan laughed heartily, patting the shoulder of the Fox Tribe general.

"To be honest, if I were leading the Turun allied team myself, I wouldn’t think there was any need to continue fighting this battle," General Reyes shrugged, "But now that we have Your Highness, I think those Imams and Prisms should probably not worry me anymore, should they? Our Shamanic rituals and magic pets, coupled with Your Highness, should be enough to suppress the other side. Just scaling the walls and entering the fray, surely the enemy’s Prism Towers won’t dare to fire?"

"Seems like there’s some sense in what you said!" Liu Zhenhan nodded.

"Then please, Your Highness and the Shamans, start enhancing the War Song Halo!" General Reyes looked down, his eyes drifting as he glanced at Richard His Highness.

"No problem!" Liu Zhenhan put his fingers in his mouth and blew a loud whistle. The doors of several carriages flung open, and the exquisite Shamans and Magicians, and five young Shamans of the expeditionary shaman group, all emerged from inside the carriages.

Helen handed over Guoguo, who was sleeping soundly with bubbles on her snotty nose, to a Butterfly Maid, then took the little parrot, which was drowsily nodding on old Liu’s shoulder, and put it back into the carriage, herself taking off the Medusa Badge on her chest.

"Listen up, all of you Shamans and Magicians!" Liu Zhenhan growled at all the Shamans and Magicians, "I don’t care how you fight! But one thing. Don’t you dare damage those Prism Silver Towers! Those things are not bad! Apart from Nedved and Gerein, no one is allowed to attack the operators on those Prism Silver Towers! Did everyone get that?"

"Understood!" The mages all nodded vigorously, and several priests removed the Medusa Badge from their chests, releasing a dazzling halo.

"Alright!" Liu Zhenhan turned around and burst into laughter in the direction of the Orephin squadron leaders and General Reyes, but suddenly his expression became serious, "The attack order is as follows!"

"Crack" the sound of neat spurs colliding, every officer automatically snapped to attention.

"Not even a reserve team to remain; everyone attack. Use dispersed formations, free attack on the earth wall!" Liu Zhenhan roared, waving his arms, "Use a human wave tactic, drown out their entire line of sight!"

The officers were all dumbfounded, rolling their eyes at each other.

"Dispersed lines... free attack?" General Reyes stuttered, "Your Majesty, the enemy has set up defenses on an earth wall over two thousand yards away. Concentrating on one point to break through would at least reduce our casualties. If we spread out completely... this... this... this is sending us straight to their blades, isn’t it?"

"Those who disobey, behead!" Liu Zhenhan peeled off a green bamboo strip wrapped in tin foil, broke it in half, threw half into his mouth, and stuffed the other half into General Reyes’s mouth, silencing his queries.

When the Beamon warriors stormed forward like a tidal wave, Ali Dai Yi’s first thought was that he must be seeing things. These barbaric infantry were charging suicidally. Could a disorganized line like this really storm the wall fortifications? Concentrating forces to break through a single point and then expanding the victory was the basic method of attack!

What was even more exaggerated was still to come. Ali Dai Yi saw that even the soldiers in the rear ranks were spread out; he almost couldn’t believe his eyes. A commander who didn’t even leave a reserve?

Was he being too cautious? Ali Dai Yi chuckled inwardly. Had he known this would happen, he might as well have directly attacked with his three thousand camel cavalry instead of bothering with all this!

"All Imams and ’Tower of Light’s Wish’ mirror cannon operators, pay attention! Once the enemy enters three hundred yards, concentrate fire on their dense spots! The last six ’Tower of Light’s Wish’, remember to keep an eye on your skies, there are five aerial knights up there, be wary of their feathered arrows, we’ve already lost one man, I don’t want the next one to be you!" Ali Dai Yi shouted upwards to the towers, then waved at the two thousand cavalry in the oasis, bellowing, "Strike left and right! Speed speed speed! Remember, do not split off the enemy infantry yet, trample all those priests into pieces first!"

The camel cavalry were already seated on their camel humps. Hearing Golden Knife Mojie’s command, the two thousand leaders immediately shifted direction, their mouths issuing crazy shouts of "ok-ok," desperately squeezing their camels and producing a loud smack with the backs of their knives, two streams of camel cavalry quickly split to the left and right along the base of the wall, rushing swiftly towards the outside of the wall.

The sound of hooves was thunderous, the earth trembled.

Loud war songs and dazzling haloes were shining, and the valiant Beamon warriors gave out wild war cries.

"Even if you have priests, I have already won!" Ali Dai Yi watched the battlefield situation fiercely, some carts were stopped six hundred yards away, and although a group of priests was accompanied by two or three hundred followers, they wouldn’t be much use. In front of the torrent formed by two thousand camel cavalry, everything would be trampled into dust.