Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1202 - 325: Learning from the Boss’ Good Example

Chapter 1202: Chapter 325: Learning from the Boss’ Good Example

Like the smiling face of the sun after the rain, the torrent of stone and wood projectiles suddenly vanished, replaced by squads of Mulanese warriors charging down from the ancient city. The city walls, steps, and stairways were densely packed with Mulanese, yet a continuous stream of heads still emerged like mushrooms in a forest from behind the city walls via the cloud ladders.

"Fifty yards to engage the enemy! Let these guys charge out a bit more!" Liu Shock gnawed fiercely on a kebab, spluttering as he spoke.

Perhaps the unkempt appearance of the Beamon warriors intensified the Mulanese warriors’ desire for victory. Large groups of Mulanese roared as they surged forward, even disregarding basic formations.

The fifty-yard engagement distance was reached!

"Brave warriors! For victory! For Kampas!" Prince Kahn, swinging his golden greatsword, roared as he charged at the Mulanese warriors first.

Unable to restrain themselves any longer, the Beamon warriors followed their prince’s lead, charging head-on into the enemy like two muddy giant waves, the first collision erupting in a fountain of blood!

The Heavy Cavalry on the flanks, sticking close to the mountain walls, quickly spurred their mounts and adjusted their timing, starting their charge.

The Beamon assault team displayed terrifying offensive power; in front of their knobbly bronze mauls and edgeless great axes, under the natural strength of Orephin strongmen and the Berserk warriors, countless Mulanese limbs flew into the air like paper kites. Wherever the assault team rolled through was like duckweed being crushed by a giant ship, while Prince Kahn’s golden greatsword played Rhine Tribe’s most frightening "Thunderous Heavy Slash" repeatedly on the unarmed Mulanese warriors!

Following the sharp arrowheads, a large group of indifferent Antelope Warriors shook their fragrant sandalwood staffs with powerful whooshes. No rituals needed, their innate half-Berserk state now exponentially increased their combat efficiency, eager to drink their fill of human blood.

The whistling of clubs through the air carried a chilling scream! Shrieks and sounds of breaking bones and tendons instantly merged into a colossal wave of noise!

The Mulanese were stunned on the first exchange!

They hadn’t anticipated that the Beamons would still be so vigorous; each Beamon strike was as powerful as thunder, their melee skills extremely refined. The Mulanese clubs could not block the impact of these powerful warriors, often splitting both body and club in half!

It was bad enough that the individuals were no match for the Beamons, but even the quality of their clubs was inferior too!

Born experts with clubs, the Antelope Warriors had gradually become familiar with their weapons over the days. The hard wood of sandalwood allowed them to smash wildly without fear of their weapons breaking. Every Mulanese hit by their sweeps would burst open on their bodies like cheese whipped by a riding crop.

The Centaur archers also began to exit the mountain cave, following the advancing royal soldiers in a loose formation under the officer’s lead. The long-silent arrows and thrown spears began their rampage, the densely packed Mulanese warriors on the stairways and city walls didn’t even require much aiming.

The Beamon Heavy Cavalry on both flanks, like the closing gates of Hell, picked up speed along the wall bases and sliced horizontally into the surging crowd of Mulanese warriors. The raging yaks lowered their heads, spreading their hooves and using their sharp horns to tear open the flesh before them. The red-eyed Giant Beasts and the mammoths used their legs, larger than cauldrons, to crush bodies, relying on their bodies clad in amber battle armor to brutally knock aside anyone in their way. Those hit by these terrifying beasts would have an arm or half their body ripped away! The Earth Badgers and Cave Bears with their sharp twelve-inch claws practically strolled through the wilderness without natural enemies!

The Cavalry’s steps shook the earth as if it were about to shatter, the Giant Beasts’ raging trumpet was like the final death knell in the Mulanese’s ears!

Even sharper was the gleaming longsword, crafted with the curved form of ivory, possessing the perfect balance for cleaving. The standard longsword used by the fierce mammoth riders had once been described as the most aggressive and murderous saber by King Grecke Sal after watching a demonstration. In their homeland, each mammoth swordsman typically carried seven iron longswords and seven saber pellets!

Now, all Mammoth Cavalry turned sideways, half-leaning out of the howdah, swinging the longest standard-issue saber at 3.76 meters indiscriminately chopping at any Mulanese passing by. Under the stain of blood, the stretched mercurochrome reached its utmost limit. Any Mulanese warrior grazed by the longsword was, without exception, split in half and flung far away.

A rough twenty-yard wide trail of clear blood emerged within the sea of Mulanese warriors, the pathway tread by the two units of Beamon Heavy Cavalry, marking where hundreds of brave Mulanese warriors fell on the damp sandy ground, trampled into mincemeat! To think that mere clubs could stop such wild Heavy Cavalry was as ludicrous as trying to block an Armored War Chariot with one’s arms!

"Fat Luo, O’Fat!" Liu Shock pointed at the ant-bodied deity statue by the city gate.

The two direct descendants from the homeland looked up; right at the city gate stood a staircase where Mulanese warriors were pouring down exceptionally fiercely, each holding bright golden and silver curved swords, standing firm like rocks in a tide, securing positions to block the ant-bodied deity statue. The combatants responsible for this flank, wielding bronze swords, couldn’t withstand a single blow from their adversaries, and dozens had already fallen in an instant. Behind these Mulanese Mojie, hundreds of broad-waisted camel warriors had pulled up wooden stakes planted in the ground; they were surely aiming to open the city gates.