Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 566 - 566 269 The Battle of Fenlidun

566: Chapter 269: The Battle of Fenlidun 566: Chapter 269: The Battle of Fenlidun Under a sky resembling the Netherworld’s shadowy clouds, two thousand brave southern bow cavalry, acting as a decoy force, galloped toward the Fenlidun Suburb.

The earth trembled, the rapid iron hooves of the warhorses shattered the solitude of the Land of Eternal Night, and each horse had securely fastened brackets skewed with torches at their side.

This was a tactic that the Kantadar people had repeatedly refined through arduous battles — the Undead Cavalry Shooting Battle Technique.

Only this method, which enables the lighting of Fire Arrows on the move, can effectively harm Corpse Ghosts.

Whether facing the rapidly drying flesh or the terrifying Undead that are difficult to injure, the element-rich flames of this world appear to be humanity’s only effective means of attack.

As the horses ran, a torch dragged a bright trail, violently jolting, while the flame-gathering troops burned fiercely.

From afar, the entire squad resembled several fearless Fire Dragons weaving through the darkness.

Leon rode forward, lighting the Magic Lantern in his hand after entering the danger zone.

The Magic Light acted as a barrier, dissipating the dreadful sounds intermittently resonating within Fenlidun City.

Kovis, who accompanied the cavalry, also activated the Holy Light in resistance.

The Holy Lake Priests and the Wizard Kantadar, positioned critically within the squad, followed suit.

Their Magic Lanterns continuously blossomed with gentle light; the light curtain enveloped all two thousand bow cavalry, resembling a divine army.

With the infiltration of the Soul Stabilizer’s magic power into the cavalry’s spirit, the warriors seemed to have their fears fade away under the enduring radiance, replaced by endless courage.

The thunderous hooves surged into the ocean of Corpses, spears pierce Corpse Ghosts, long swords severed heads, and in an instant, the shouts of the two thousand cavalry temporarily drowned out the clamor of hooves, echoing a triumphant war song.

The unstoppable cavalry carved a bloody path through the wave of Corpses, step by step approaching the finless Fenlidun City Wall’s base.

A series of Urian Language roars echoed loudly amidst the army.

“——Release the arrows!!”

Crossing the bloody path, the cavalry archers discarded the spears without hesitation, removing the battle bows and drawing the arrows from their sides.

The Baldim family, abundant in pine forest resources and fisheries, lacked neither resin nor fish paste, and tens of thousands of arrows had long been transformed into Fire Arrows in the past months of fierce battles.

Cavalry skilfully used the torches at the sides of their warhorses to ignite the Fire Arrows instantly.

In an instant, the sound of bowstrings buzzing reverberated through the dim sky, as thousands of fire-like meteors streaked across the sky, pouring toward the city walls.

One round…

Two rounds…

Three rounds…

The continuous volley of fire rain pierced through the dense Corpse Ghosts on the walls.

Although the arrowheads were utterly incapable of killing the Undead, the high temperatures still ignited the withered flesh and clothing on the Corpse Ghosts, and flames erupted along the battlements.

The sudden torch light and Fire Arrow attack below the city, the provocation of over two thousand living souls’ auras, thoroughly enraged the Undead lurking in desperation.

Chaos spread, and the sinister Undead, ignoring their bodies engulfed in flames, swarmed down from the walls.

The hordes of Corpse Ghosts falling and crashing onto the ground like dumplings were like a downpour, yet even when their bones were broken and skins torn open from the fall, the frenzied Corpse Ghosts still managed to rise again, twisting their blazing bodies and madly charging at the cavalry.

The city gate, which was never closed, gushed out an endless sea of Corpses like a dike-breaching flood, covering the sky like a natural disaster.

The sound of horns woowooed from the officers’ hands, and the bow cavalry wheeled and turned, fully utilizing the mobility of their warhorses, adopting the kite strategy, riding away, and firing Fire Arrows backward.

They followed the predetermined trajectory, circling around the outskirts, cleverly using the terrain to lure more and more tidal waves of Undead.

Behind the warhorses, the heads surged, and upon the earth, like several Fire Dragons pulling and dragging a vast black tide.

The cavalry led tens of thousands of enemies to start a retreat.

Suddenly, sharp whistles cut through the night sky.

A large number of Winged Corpse Demons swooped in from above Fenlidun City, their wings stirring up a decay-laden stench as they circled in the air, like ravenous Wolf Packs plunging down in groups of three or five at the bow cavalry.

The sky darkened with flying Corpse Demons, endangering the human warriors.

The agile monsters used their dimensional advantage to swoop over the troops, relentlessly dragging cavalrymen’s bodies with their sharp lower limbs.

Soon, screams erupted from the ranks.

Several cavalry at the rear hadn’t even had time to react before being snatched from their mounts, slammed heavily into the ground.

Subsequently, the wave of Corpse Ghosts, like a school of sharks smelling blood, swarmed over them, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Casualties continued to climb.

The cavalry abandoned their bows for swords, desperately slashing at the Corpse Demons above, but the exhaustion of the living had intensified while the Undead’s onslaught showed no sign of abating.

At this point, they had reached their limit, for even courage couldn’t bridge the cruel reality of striking back against the skybound foes.

Until, at the end of the hills and ravines, the cavalry saw the well-prepared formation of the joint army.

Commands in Urian Language and Felu Language were immediately hurled and howled desperately within the army.

——Hu!

The fire rain launched by the Longbows of the infantry and the Urian Strong Bows surged toward the dim sky, countless arrows whistling towards the Corpse Ghost sea endlessly stretching behind the cavalry.

The galloping hooves of the bow cavalry swiftly passed through the passage reserved within the army formation.

The warriors who had completed their mission handed over the relentless, shadowing horde of Corpse Ghosts to the already prepared Alliance’s Heavy Infantry group.