Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 565 - 565 268 The Horn of the Counterattack_3

565: Chapter 268: The Horn of the Counterattack_3 565: Chapter 268: The Horn of the Counterattack_3 Under the guidance of the local knights, the army skillfully bypassed those small-scale undead outposts lacking strategic value.

Though they inevitably faced attacks from wandering corpse hordes along the way, the northern and southern knights successfully eradicated the sporadic, uncoordinated undead and corpse ghosts.

After nearly a day’s journey, they finally reached the outskirts surrounding Fenlidun City.

Kovis, who had long been circling above the area, keenly spotted the approaching living army.

He informed Irem and the others waiting in hiding, enabling the two forces to quickly merge into one.

Commander Irem brought with him half of the knight order’s forces, while the other half stayed back at Hageshtan Castle to support the grain supply troops.

Adding in the hundred Avalon cavalry led by Olivia and Lokhak, the combined forces marching upon Fenlidun City now numbered over 7,100.

Orland people, Kantadar people, Dinexion people…

At this moment, regardless of secular grudges and disputes, faced with the colossal survival crisis ahead, all Felu warriors here must set aside their conflicts and fight together.

Under the dim, lifeless twilight, the knights and leaders gathered beneath the Pendragon Sword Wings banner were assigned their respective tasks by Leon, one by one.

Following initial reconnaissance by rangers and scouts, Leon and the generals devised a battle plan that was not overly complex.

Leon divided the entire army into two parts.

From the troops of Thorny Flower and Baldim, he selected 700 of the most elite cavalry to join the Avalon Knights and Illaril Knights, forming a main assault force of approximately 2,000.

He himself, along with Kovis, three Holy Lake priests, and two Wizard Kantadar spellcasters—making a total of seven spellcasters capable of wielding the Guardian Spirit Holy Lamp—would protect this elite force from harm when launching their true attack, preventing injury from the Soul Summoning Bell.

The remaining 5,100 alliance soldiers, including 2,000 light cavalry, would serve as bait to lure the undead army out of the city.

The other 3,000 foot soldiers in the main camp would establish defensive positions in the outskirts, distant from the Soul Summoning Bell’s range of influence.

There, they would select a battlefield that is easy to defend and hard to attack, preparing to hold their ground and delay the enemy until the elite forces penetrated the city to destroy the altar.

The undead excel in their grotesque and overwhelming numbers, but their weaknesses are equally apparent.

The Kantadar people have already accumulated substantial experience in battling them.

Without high-level undead commanders possessing intelligence, the hordes are blindly drawn by the aura of the living, recklessly plunging into ambushes without evasion.

That said, prior to acquiring the protection of the Guardian Spirit Holy Lamp, the Kantadar alliance struggled to leverage this weakness to lure the enemy into traps, as the warriors serving as bait often went with no hope of return.

However, now equipped with the holy lamp, everything is different—the living armies can employ far more flexible tactics.

Moreover, at present, Fenlidun has already lost at least one significant Corpse Ghost Lord.

Even if another commander remains, they will likely find it challenging to manage the movements of tens of thousands of undead.

This weakness can be maximized to their advantage.

After briefing on the battle plan, the knights led their respective units into action without delay.

The army began fortifying positions and setting traps at their chosen site.

Two thousand elite fighters set off for the northern regions of Fenlidun.

Leon, together with his six allied spellcasters carrying lanterns, joined the 2,000 light cavalry serving as bait to lure the enemy.

When the messenger arrived to inform that the preparations for battle were complete, Leon immediately mounted his steed and shouted loudly:

“Mount up, troops!”

With those words, the somber blast of horns resonated.

The solemn clamor of robe armor and weaponry merged into a deafening symphony.

Kovis urged the Stormhawk to ascend, circling the skies, while Leon spurred his horse to gallop ahead.

Thousands of hooves pounded the earth as 2,000 cavalry followed the Alliance Commander’s lead, charging toward the city.

The dry ground trembled incessantly, the thunderous iron hooves roaring like the prelude to war drums.