Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 2029 - 643: Heavy Losses (Part 8)
"Is this section of the city wall guarded by you and your army? My apologies, we don’t have much intelligence on you yet. Could you give a detailed introduction? As your opponent, I have the right to know whom I am engaging with in battle!" The Mermaid Prince nonchalantly pointed at the Summer Palace Guard and those Magic Protectors and Buer warriors lined up in neat formation on the tall towers.
"This is the Summer Palace Guard, our Beamon’s purest religious armed force. If you want to know the battle achievements of this religious force, Prince Rhincor, I hope you take a look at their battle flag!" King Sal gracefully continued the conversation, introducing himself elegantly: "Please forgive my presumptuousness. I am the Beamon King, Grecke Sal."
The Summer Palace Guards hurriedly scrambled to put on their gear, their formal attire being of the same specifications as the Shaman attire of Liu Zhenkhan. However, as they couldn’t find enough Piegel boar hide, the formal attire for the Summer Palace Guards consisted entirely of pure silver chain-locked bear fur coats and tall hats inlaid with silver badges of the war gods.
Once fully equipped, this group of Summer Palace Guards resembled a group of northeastern bandit lords from Liu Zhenkhan’s perspective. However, their imposing presence was undeniable, despite the sweltering heat making them sweat profusely beneath their thick bear fur coats.
No one would have thought that in the future battles of the Aegean Battlefield, the appearance of these Beamon warriors wearing bear fur hats would signal a moment of breakdown for the invaders.
"Honorable Beamon King, meeting you is my honor, and facing your army in battle is a glory for all of us in the Haimu coalition, for defeating you would signify supreme honor, worthy of a lifetime of remembrance and pride." Prince Rhincor wanted to see clearly what was embroidered on the Summer Palace Guard’s battle flag, but the dazzling silver light from the Iscidium Metal on the city wall under the starlight made him dizzy just with a glance.
"Alright! I also hope that each warrior of the Sea Clan has weapons as sharp as your tongue. Let us wait and see." The Beamon King politely and appropriately responded to the Mermaid Prince’s provocation.
Liu Zhenkhan said nothing, just turned and looked at the orderly lined-up Summer Palace Warriors, who collectively laughed wildly and arrogantly, a disdain more piercing than the harshest words, making it clear that the Sea Clan warriors were utterly disregarded.
"Piegel Overlord, may I ask why the arrows fired by your archers just now have a splash effect?" The Mermaid Prince did not forget his purpose of coming; he was asking about the Arrow Gang. The city wall was lined with Beamon archers, using Wood-element Gang Qi modified by the toxic mist of the Fungi from the Silk Continent, but only those specially trained, like the Summer Palace’s Arrow Commanders and Tang Zang’s Divine Archers, could freely use the Arrow Gang, causing numerous casualties among the Haimu warriors in the earlier siege battle.
"This is bow-type Dou Qi, a very powerful Dou Qi!" Liu Zhenkhan showed no inclination to hide: "Regarding the lethality of arrow Dou Qi, I believe you’ve directly verified on the bodies of the Haimu warriors."
"What was that chain magic just now?"
"Rotary crawler, activating the Osteo Wand to cast magic, 1,200 rounds per minute. But rest assured, I’ve already depleted my reserve power."
"What about those red flying blades? Are they also Dou Qi?"
"No! That’s Berserk attack, using blood as a medium and rage as power, indestructible!" Liu Zhenkhan laughed heartily: "If your warriors can climb the city wall, I promise they’ll have the chance to try a second type of Berserk attack. Regarding this Berserk attack, I’ll keep it a secret for now. The Buer warriors with four stomachs will give you a firsthand look!"
"What kind of unit is that piano-playing Buer? Why is our magic unable to attack your city wall?"
"This is divine retribution for invaders, a warning to you, the world has changed. The era of winning by sheer numbers is over!" Liu Zhenkhan began to pontificate, naturally not foolhardy enough to reveal the role of the Totem Pillar of War Songs, a fact already known by humans, which the invaders would naturally learn with time and effort.
"Please convey to the Piegel aerial knights that their flying skills impress me." Prince Rhincor gracefully bowed and turned to leave, leaving a bunch of Tang Zang people standing dazed, rolling their eyes.
"How did we become the Pigiel race?" The Fifth Prince pointed at his nose, looking bemusedly at the Beamon King.
"Anyone with black eyes and hair, here on the Aegean Continent, will likely be mistaken for the Pigiel Beamon in the future." King Sal couldn’t help but chuckle himself.
"Prepare to face the enemy!" Seeing the Haimu coalition already advancing forward, clear and melodious horn sounds pierced the summer wind. Liu Zhenkhan clapped his hands, signaling the Summer Palace Guards to take their positions.
"I’ll go attend to the North City. Let General Reyes fully coordinate the reserve forces; with the magic teleportation arrays in place, I entrust this to all of you!" His Majesty Sal nodded at Brut, Liu Zhenkhan, one by one, and waved as he descended from the city wall.
