Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 2015 - 641: Numerical Superiority Is Outdated
Nirwinke’s decadent sorrowful sight, where is the slightest bit of Blood River Commander’s demeanor!
Now it’s clearly just a big fellow friend who smoked too much opium, suddenly having a drug relapse.
Mage companions and priests are heart-linked partners. Even though those terrifying symptoms of a thousand ants devouring the marrow couldn’t be a hundred percent completely shared with Helen, the indirect emotional transmission still shocked the little fox into collapsing on the ground.
Elite or not, boasting all day is useless, only through hard fights on the battlefield can you discern true gold; if the High Priest from Cambridge suddenly fell to the ground, in other Bimon units, it’s absolutely impossible for morale not to be affected; but in the Summer Palace Guard, ever since Helen fell, not even the people around her furrowed their brows, let alone someone urgently helping her and asking if she’s okay.
This is the battlefield!
This is a battlefield of continuous bleeding and mass death every minute!
So what if you collapse on the ground, even dying isn’t a big deal!
If each sacrifice leads to mourning, it shouldn’t be called fighting but rather mourning!
Though Crystal City’s record has always been shockingly zero deaths, such impressive achievements are also a huge burden, as anything can happen on the volatile battlefield. Liu Zhenhan repeatedly instilled into Summer Palace Guards the belief: at necessary moments, courage and determination to sacrifice greatly are essential!
In fierce battles, the soldiers’ duty is to try their best to eliminate enemy forces, and saving lives is the medical staff’s job; expertise lies in specialization, crossing professions is like crossing mountains, no matter how many enemies a warrior kills, they can’t compare in saving lives to professional medical personnel.
The Summer Palace Guards, understanding this truth, remained focused and continued suppressing the enemy with fire.
A few stout giants hurriedly came and carried Helen and Nirwinke away.
Heavy rewards foster brave warriors, the reckless daredevils charging from the Hai Mu coalition died the fastest, they couldn’t even touch the city wall’s edge, and were struck down heavily, those fortunate left with a complete corpse, while the unlucky ones were directly torn apart by carpet bombing magic fire.
Bimon’s formidable long-range fire, combined with our sides’ weak long-range fire, made Prince Similian and Prince Rhincor feel like they’d swallowed an Iron Anchor, hearts sinking heavily.
For the Hai Mu coalition, which virtually lacked Heavy Machinery, long-range fire was crucial as a strong backbone. If they couldn’t suppress the opponent’s firepower, attacking the city naked, no matter the cannon fodder, couldn’t climb the walls easily; although there were 20,000 Shele slave archers, the Mermaid King placed all hope in the Storm Splitter sorcerers and Mulan Imam’s assembled mage troops for fire suppression!
This elemental combat unit had gathered all strengths of the Hai Mu coalition. By conventional tactical reasoning, their large numbers not only should counter Bimon’s priestly retaliation but also had great potential to sweep away Bimon defenders on the city walls.
This is over two thousand mages!
Even if the entire Aegean human mage population mobilized, it couldn’t reach such a grand number, let alone the Magic Wasteland’s Bimon Kingdom! Although the Storm Splitter sorcerers had significantly weakened upon arriving on land compared to the ocean, a mage is still a mage, each spell when killing is counted by "sheets" not "individuals"!
Prince Similian even prepared himself to enjoy Bimon warriors’ blood splatter, but what he and the Mermaid Marshal didn’t expect, the biggest disappointment wasn’t the slave archers, but this massive mage group!
A water curtain-like translucent egg-shaped barrier suddenly emerged above Witherspoon, steadily blocking off the Storm Splitter sorcerers and Mulan Imam’s spell barrage; this barrier, large enough to even encompass the Hai Mu coalition’s siege troops. A thousand yards away, Storm Splitter sorcerers squeezing shell scrolls violently discovered their magic only shot two to three hundred yards, like raindrops on a pond, dissolving into ripples on the barrier’s surface, silently vanishing.
Almost all high-level Hai Mu coalition members reflexively rubbed their eyes, thinking they were seeing things.
Their eyes had no issues. When the Storm Splitter sorcerers and Mulan Imam’s spells fired again, this egg-shaped barrier emerged again at a critical moment, blocking the dense swarm-like attacking spells.
"Whizz whizz whizz..."
"Thunk thunk thunk..."
Cries of agony sounded out along with the sound of arrows piercing flesh, Witherspoon’s long-range firepower mercilessly swept over the lambs beneath the city wall!
Because of possessing the world’s sharpest scimitar, Mulanese ignored the necessity of armor. These soldiers, neither skilled at mounted archery nor equipped with heavy armor, might dominate under specific conditions, but wandering the Aegean Continent undoubtedly would receive a brutal, unforgettable lifelong lesson.
Today, Bimon gave Mulanese a good lesson.
