Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 248 - 248 128 The Battle of Longka IV Entering the Battle Formation

248: Chapter 128 The Battle of Longka IV (Entering the Battle Formation) 248: Chapter 128 The Battle of Longka IV (Entering the Battle Formation) The Long Spear Soldiers from Duwana formed a tight formation to meet the charge of the Wolfenhol Soldiers’ spears, clashing blades resounded upon impact.

Within the dense forest of spears, there was no room to dodge or weave, and the deadly blades filling every gap were like two walls of death colliding with each other, rendering the martial skills of ordinary warriors meaningless.

The battle lines of the two armies tested each other’s coordination, strength, and heavy equipment.

Waves of spear tips crashed against the shield wall as the Long Spear Soldiers, with great momentum, chopped at the enemy’s armor, and the two distinctively colored formations of elite infantry instantly massacred each other.

The deafening war cries caused the melee fronts to heave with the boiling shouts of combat.

The Dog Trainers, while facing the enemy line, had already completely released the iron chains from their arms.

Ten ferocious Duwana War Dogs let out terrifying roars as they broke free, spontaneously forming a hunting pack and making a detour, then pouncing on the enemy’s flank from the right wing.

The massive hounds circled the enemy’s weapons, and whenever they found an opportunity, clusters of War Beasts withstood the sword and shield blows from the enemy’s side, biting into their lower legs and dragging their prey out of the formation.

“Ah!

Damn mongrels!!

Beasts…Ah!!” Soldiers in terror swung their swords in a desperate attempt to chop at the fierce War Dogs.

The sharp blades grazed the spike-covered iron armor on the dogs’ heads, barely managing to inflict a sword wound in a gap on their shoulders, but the pain-dulled War Dogs did not loosen their grip.

Following closely, the canine companions, like a real “Wolf Pack,” rushed to be the first to bite, burying their fangs into the enemy’s chain armor and thick padded jackets, crazily tearing at the enemy’s hands, feet, and head and neck.

Disturbance and chaos spread through the north side of the Wolfenhol Army’s melee, and Soldiers who dared not leave their ranks were exhausted trying to fend off these War Beasts, forced to divert their strength to hold shields and drive away the Duwana War Dogs with long spears.

Meanwhile, the earlier volley of arrows from the Wolf Domain that had supported their allies on the right wing of the Longka Army had already stopped—the two Wolfenhol formations and the Longka defenders came into close combat, and the longbowmen, not wanting to accidentally harm their allies, refocused their targets to two Arrow Towers behind the Longka front line.

One arrow after another turned the tops of the towers into something resembling porcupines.

No sooner had the Longka longbowmen received a chance to catch their breath and take an advantage to shoot at the rear ranks of the enemy below, they found themselves having to hide behind the tower walls again, daring only to blindly launch arrows from the windows toward the distance.

While the fierce battle raged on, to the east of the frontline, at the rear of the Longka defenders, six Black Robed Guards, each bearing an Emblem Shield, held heavy spike-tipped War Hammers and sharp swords, standing in two groups on the left and right and on the rear side of their protected targets, ready to enter the battlefield.

Leon and Kovis, bearing the flag, sat astride their tall warhorses, watching the intense, bloody fray before them.

Calling up the Duwana formation that had been lying in ambush before the battle, they had successfully struck the enemy attacking the north side of Longka head-on, stabilizing the right wing.

This temporarily hindered the key oblique attack of the Wolf Domain Army.

The two elite forces clashed like two simultaneously swung War Hammers, their heads meeting with a resounding impact at the northern end of the battlefield.

However, the Long Spear Soldiers of Platon, serving as the fulcrum of the “hammerhead,” were still struggling to match the Wolf Domain’s main infantry, whose training and equipment held a comprehensive advantage.

Bodies of friend and foe alike were piling up; if the Central Army of Platon, which connected the “hammerhead” on the right, was breached, the whole battle line would collapse.

Although the enemy’s true trump card in the rear remained motionless, there was no time to wait any longer.

The slight advantage that had previously been accumulated was slowly tipping towards the enemy, leaving no more room to hold back; it was time to reveal all cards and weigh down the scales of fate.

Leon lowered his grilled faceplate, and the view immediately seemed surrounded by a ring of darkness.

The most primal struggle for survival within his body ignited a surge of bloodlust buried beneath his rationality.

…I will not fall here.

For all those who have entrusted their lives to me, I must be victorious!

He picked up his Emblem Kite Shield and, covered by his Wing Helmet, the knight raised his heavy Riding Spear.

A loud command issued from within the Armor, “Kovis, follow me into formation!”

The young Attendant acted upon the command, raising the Lord’s large flag high—the Sword Wing Badge fluttered in the blowing east wind as Kovis gripped the black Netti Card in his right hand, his golden eyes sparkling within the helmet, turning ancient miracles into reality with Magic Power.

The fervent Boiling Power gathered within Leon and his companions on his side—Zabron, Bozi, and Dadaniel.

Meanwhile, the horn was sounded by the Guard Baville.

To the side of the Platon formation, on cue, the front row of large shield Soldiers retreated to make way, the spearheads pulled back.

This unexpected gap that appeared, like a sign of defeat, sent the fervently fighting Wolf Territory Soldiers into a frenzy.

The glory of breaking through the formation was within their grasp; the Wolfenhol warriors gripped their long spears, taking the opportunity to surge forth like a flood breaking free, fearlessly charging into it.

However, what appeared at the end of their sight was a warhorse, rearing high and adorned with steel trappings, magnificent in its armor.

“In the name of the Sword and the Wings, bring death to the enemy!”

The silver-armored Winged Helmet Knight flicked the reins, leveling his Riding Spear, and charged forth.

Below him, the sturdy riding beast struck the ground with iron hooves, shaking the earth.

The three ferociously transformed shield and hammer Guards roared as they followed closely behind.

As if no longer feeling the weight of their armor, they charged after their Lord like foot knights into the enemy lines.

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