Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 287 - 56 - Battle of the Reserve Team _2

Chapter 287: Chapter 56 - Battle of the Reserve Team _2

The robbers unaffected by the evil aura had already raised their wooden shields, but it was too bad that the pandas targeted the robbers who were rendered stupid by the Power of Stupidity, completely disregarding the rest.

The situation was terrifying! If the robbers weren’t numerous, their confidence would have undoubtedly collapsed.

Each panda simultaneously wielded a pair of bamboo spears, and soon, the small semi-circular formation was practically covered with densely packed bamboo spears. The sight of the shining green spears caused many robbers who were directly facing this formation to fall in large numbers.

A bald spot appeared on the V-shaped line of the robbers, a group was corrected, another group fell.

The sound of the bamboo spears piercing the flesh, the breaking of fibres, and the moans on the battlefield became the loudest sounds heard.

Because there weren’t any blood drains, many spear-struck robbers didn’t die instantly. Their slow, deep groans were chilling to hear.

At the outer edges of the civilian militia’s crescent formation, the Beamon Strongmen and the Hippo Poets were also surrounded by a neat circle of hand-axes, darts, and other belongings.

Guoguo had already dealt with the remaining Earth Badgers and rushed over carrying the turtle shell. The civilian militia erected the shield made from the Overlord’s turtle shell on both wings of the crescent formation. The shields stood as proudly as rocks amidst the sky full of wildly whirling axes and spears. Under the support of Knight Vieri and the Overlord, the two turtle shells sturdily stood on the hard frozen ground of the wilderness, closely counteracting the robbers’ long-distance weapons -- disappointing them.

The plates of the star-tailed turtle and the Lord’s shell were things of this world; even if something could break them, they would definitely not appear among the robbers. However, a small incident drew the Overlord’s attention.

At times, a copper ball would explode on the turtle shell, and it seemed to be specifically targeting him. The familiar smell of gunpowder made Liu Zhenhan shiver, and he secretly paid attention to the trajectory of the bullets.

Before he could find the mysterious sniper among the robbers, the robbers took a new course of action.

It seemed that they had no advantage in long-distance combat. Guided by a mysterious voice and signalling flags, the massive tower shields and tree spears began to slowly advance.

Fifty yards wasn’t a long distance. Assuming to withstand the corner-crushing Mammoth Cavalry, the robbers with their tower shields and tree spears had no intention to retreat. Using tree spears to combat the towering Beamon warriors could also be feasible.

Quite a number of burly robbers climbed over the tower shields, wielding heavy weapons like war hammers and flails, rushing over desperately.

In the entire continent, whether it be the Mithril Basest Warriors of Saint Francisco Empire or the Scythe Warriors of the Pompeii Empire equipped with triple-layer tower shields, none would dare to underestimate the damage of heavy weapons. Because even if a warrior is clad in two-edged mithril, under the blow of a heavy weapon, they would be immediately crushed by the enormous vibration.

Due to the clumsiness of heavy gear, in the battle of human sea, there is always someone who would wield a heavy weapon. The robbers had absolute confidence in their brute strength.

Liu Zhenhan couldn’t help but applaud for the black hand behind all of this. This guy was really not simple, having a keen insight and sharp eyes. How could such a masterful manipulator of this ragtag crew be simply a robber?

The brutal battlefield didn’t give Old Liu time for more exclamations as the robbers rushed over.

Feldspar truly had too many secret weapons. The impervious armor of the Feldspar militia wasn’t any heavy gear but just a light, double-layered rattan armor. The Beamon Strongmen wielding ivory long knives and the Hippo Poets using giant hammers were the fanatics who worshiped brute strength.

And standing in front of the line, the armor-less Overlord was the absolute authority in terms of power. The draconic strength he gained from the curse was from a gentle and yet most powerful mystery giant dragon.

A few recklessly bold wild man robbers thought their human-provided warhammers would get the job done and hammered them onto the turtle shell. The large backlash immediately caused their palms to tear open.

Liu Zhenhan spun around, as if swinging open a door panel, sending the Lord Dragon’s turtle shell flying, smashing open a clear spot in front of him.

The turtle shell collided violently with the rushing robbers, taking their bodies with it and smashed into their forward-moving tower shield formation. Under the sounds of snapping tree spears, the turtle shell drained a lot of momentum, preventing the tower shields from being destroyed when the turtle shell struck them.

Only the wild men who were hit by the turtle shell were unlucky. Their strong bodies were ground into a horrific pulp between the turtle shell and the tower shields.

Vieri followed suit, lifting the large turtle shell of the star-tailed turtle and smashing it towards the rushing robbers. The difference in strength was evident at this moment. The turtle shell barely knocked down more than a dozen robbers before being easily intercepted by the tree spears.

Blood and battle stimulated the savagery of these wild man robbers. More and more of them climbed over the tower shields, wielding their weapons and roaring for battle. For each one that fell, another one would unhesitatingly rush up from behind.

Seeing the four reinforcement units about to arrive, the mysterious voice among the robbers gave another command. The two turtle shells were pulled back into the formation, replacing two significantly damaged tower shields, adding a unique color amidst the robbers’ tower shield formation.