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Chapter 971 - 971 117 Flesh and Blood Grinder_3

971: Chapter 117: Flesh and Blood Grinder_3 971: Chapter 117: Flesh and Blood Grinder_3 The Ancient tribes, those complete fools without even a single shield, recklessly charged forward, continuously contributing to the Expeditionary Army’s achievements.

Of course, the main reason was that everyone had not encountered this kind of rogue tactic used by the Expeditionary Army before.

In the past, when Human Knights faced such situations, they bravely charged forward.

The tragedy occurred because the enemy changed tactics and they did not update their tactics accordingly.

With the Ancient Remnant Allied Army suffering heavy casualties, the Elf Army’s flank was exposed, and they unwittingly fell into the encirclement of the Expeditionary Army.

The battle went unexpectedly smoothly, which greatly boosted Hudson’s confidence.

No wonder the Mongols had been able to sweep across the Eurasian Continent in his previous life; if mounted archery tactics were properly used, their power was truly beyond imagination.

Compared to Archer Cavalry, the Magical Crossbow Cavalry inflicted even greater damage.

Without considering costs, they were absolutely a massive weapon.

“Miss Derris, have you thought it through?

Your army has already fallen into a heavy encirclement, and continuing to fight will only lead to more losses.

Anyway, this isn’t your war, you might as well surrender; the Expeditionary Army accepts prisoners.

It just so happens I still have a captive Elf Mage Group, you…”

Perhaps provoked, Derris angrily said, “Shut up!”

“Despicable Human Race, to think you are a renowned general on the Continent, and yet…

Wait, our Mage Corps has become your prisoners, that’s impossible!

The great…”

How easy it is to lose composure, how did she even become part of the Sanctuary?

Or is the elf talent really that strong?

No one could answer Hudson’s questions, but deep inside, his understanding of the Sanctuary had once again changed.

Perhaps the comprehension of rules and temperament have little to do with each other, but depend purely on innate talent, luck, and bloodline.

No wonder neither mages nor knights require a specific temperament or have specialized methods to train temperament.

“Miss Derris, this has nothing to do with the great Elf Goddess.

On the battlefield, we are all soldiers.

Soldiers are born for war, but not for meaningless sacrifice.

Why continue a war that is doomed to fail?

The Elven tribe’s population is not large; preserving the lives of your people as much as possible is what you as a commander should do.

According to the Ancient Alliances’ pact, I can ensure the treatment of your prisoners.

As long as the nobles pay a ransom after the war, you can leave.”

Hudson persuasively cajoled.

Unfortunately, after a brief loss of composure, the elf young woman had already recovered, seeing right through his sinister intentions.

“Marshal Hudson, are all your great renown achieved by mere lip service?

So what if you have the upper hand?

Our reinforcements are already on their way, and will be here soon.

Unless your men can annihilate us within an hour, then just…

heh…”

The sudden change of face left Hudson speechless.

Sure enough, no old antique is easy to fool.

“Derris, are you sure your reinforcements will arrive on time?

Don’t tell me you think that I haven’t arranged for someone to intercept the reinforcements; or do you believe that the Ancient Heritage Alliance’s army is all elite, and my people can’t even delay them?”

The sudden query, amplified by magic, spread across the entire battlefield.

Obviously, these words were not only meant for Derris but also for all the soldiers on the battlefield.

Whether the Ancient Heritage Alliance’s army was elite was something everyone present had a say in.

Especially the soldiers of the Ancient Remnant Allied Army, who knew the most information and had the least confidence.

As carefully selected elites, being passively beaten on the battlefield, how could they have confidence in their comrades who were even less capable in combat?

“Fell for it!”

Seeing the morale of the troops affected, the elf young woman immediately realized it.

Unfortunately, the established fact that had been created was impossible to reverse.

All soldiers of the Alien Coalition Army knew that the reinforcements could not arrive on time, and panic gradually took hold of everyone’s minds.

“Marshal Hudson, good tactics, but we are not that fragile.

Although your Expeditionary Army Corps is said to be the Hundred Thousand Army, in reality, there are only thirty-five thousand people.

Having gone through several wars already, it’s impossible not to have losses.

Besides the troops on this battlefield, I fear not many are left.

To allocate troops to intercept our reinforcements, you would need troops to spare.

Just a few thousand soldiers, how long can they delay a large army?

Half an hour, one hour?

Such a little time, just drag it out and it will pass.”

Derris hastily remedied.

Yet these soothing words didn’t have the effect she hoped for.

Instead, they inadvertently confirmed the fact that the reinforcements were being intercepted.

After completing his psychological tactic, Hudson just smiled and remained silent.

The more critical the situation, the more he had to appear calm.

How long the reinforcements could be delayed, Hudson was not sure.

He had originally thought of just taking a small advantage and leaving, never expecting the enemy to cooperate so well and rush to battle so readily.

If the enemy army had brought a unit of heavy infantry, the killing power of the magic crossbows would have been greatly reduced.

The killing power of arrows also varies with distance.

Within fifty steps, arrows could easily penetrate heavy infantry armor; at seventy steps, they could penetrate ordinary armor.

If the distance is extended to one hundred and fifty steps, when arrows hit armor, they would only make a sound, at most leaving a mark.