The Greece Antagonist
Chapter 1120 - 135: The Green One, People Always Green Them_2

Chapter 1120: Chapter 135: The Green One, People Always Green Them_2

The next moment.

Gold-green elf secret arrows, deep green Said witchcraft, black dwarf heavy crossbows, and golden runes fell like meteor showers on the Fiona battle group and Red Branch Knights, causing the Celtic warriors charging towards the coast to be thrown upside down, flesh and blood flying.

What was more deadly was that, as the mist around dissipated slightly from the shock waves of the explosions, the charging Celtic soldiers suddenly saw that the area not only contained the Nordic magician group but also several formations of heavily armed dwarf heavy infantry, elven archers with drawn bows on the wings, and human cavalry inserting from the flank...

Seeing the scene before them, the Irish planners of the surprise attack were dumbfounded.

Generally speaking, deploying military forces across the Sea of Chaos is a very difficult task.

Especially due to the lack of protection and the heavy consumption of resources by regular armies, they are often extremely scarce.

It is precisely because of this that Finn and Cu Chulainn decided to utilize the numerical advantage of the Fiona battle group and Red Branch Knights to conduct a large-scale raid, penetrate the enemy camp, assassinate the troublesome magician group, destroy the enemy’s altar, and try to turn the situation around.

But unexpectedly, the enemy not only surpassed them in the number of Divine Blood Heroes, but the scale of their regular army was even larger.

How could this be?

Where did so many alien races come from?

"It’s an ambush!"

"Retreat! Quick, retreat!!"

The leading Cu Chulainn and Fergus desperately urged their divine power to block the incoming attacks while shouting orders to the stunned Celtic warriors behind them.

Although before leaving the city, the Druid Wizards had already bestowed the blessing of [Avoid Arrows] on the army, they had to face not only the incoming stray arrows but also large numbers of well-prepared enemy forces.

At the moment, the number of Divine Blood Heroes and the scale of regular armies were completely suppressed by the opponent, and continuing the charge had lost its meaning.

All they could do now was to avoid battle and minimize losses to preserve Ireland’s living strength.

However, the thought was beautiful, but the Nordic army, which caught the opponent’s flaw, obviously wouldn’t let this opportunity slip away.

As the sound of a majestic horn rang out, numerous streams of light flew out from the Nordic army and fell into the retreating Fiona battle group and Red Branch Knights.

Hundreds of Celtic warriors were thrown high into the air along with their horses, and the newly consolidated team disbanded again.

Seeing this, Fergus, Maeve, Cu Chulainn, and other Irish Divine Blood Heroes had to face the foreign strongmen from overseas, fighting hard to win time for the retreat of the Fiona battle group and Red Branch Knights.

Yet even as the Irish heroes did their utmost to block, they still couldn’t curb the tide-like influx of the Nordic army.

And under the opponent’s strong pressure, the emergency retreat of the Fiona battle group and Red Branch Knights eventually evolved into a rout.

The brutal battle lasted for half a day, one Celtic warrior after another was engulfed in the tides stirred by the Nordic army, with surging blood almost reddening the entire land outside the Alster Royal City.

In the end, the Irish heroes, while burning their divine blood, survived in a near tail-cut manner, barely bringing back a third of the remaining soldiers to the city.

The thick scent of blood permeated the military camp, and each Celtic soldier who escaped death lay on the ground, either gratefully alive or cursing this foolish raid, their words and deeds filled with fear of the enemy.

And this time, even Finn didn’t have the thought to perform healing miracles, restore his own image or boost morale.

Because he was almost the most heavily consumed among all the Irish Divine Blood Heroes.

The overuse of [Foreknowledge] not only severely overdrew his vitality, but ultimately, to escape from Sigurd’s hands, he even sacrificed his beloved horse.

At this moment, Princess Grainne rushed over with the Druid Wizards to heal Finn and the other wounded.

As the injuries gradually stabilized, Finn watched Grainne dressing his wounds in front of him, his heart warmed, and he reached out to touch Grainne’s wrist, wanting to say some words of gratitude.

However, Grainne’s body stiffened, as if electrified, she broke free.

Seeing this obvious rejection, Finn couldn’t help but feel more angered in his heart, already frustrated by the defeat, he softly reminded:

"Your Majesty has agreed to arrange our marriage!"

"That condition is only valid if you triumph, but you lost."

Grainne replied quietly, then turned away with a cold face, breaking free from Finn’s arms,

"There are still many wounded needing healing. If you’re fine, you should go back to the Royal Palace to rest."

Watching the distant figure of Grainne, Finn’s face grew bleak, and supported by a few close Fiona followers, he walked back to the Royal Palace.

Upon entering the door, he immediately shrugged off his followers by his side, looking at his son Ao Xiang with a somber expression:

"You couldn’t even accomplish the mere task of uncovering the location of those foreign magicians. Get out!"

At this moment, looking at his father’s face of anger and frustration, Ao Xiang sighed inwardly.

Since successfully serving as the Great Commander of the Fiona battle group, his father had been too fortunate, rarely encountering major setbacks, with strength, prestige, and status all rising steadily.

But precisely because of this, when real blows come, his father exposes his fragile and gloomy side, pushing the blame for the defeat onto him, his son.