Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree-Chapter 947 - 667: Elf Mercenaries

The archers and crossbowmen began their volleys, while both sides’ mage groups started casting various enhancement spells on their battalions...

In an instant, the entire battlefield shimmered, enveloped in the multicolored glow of magic, creating a surreal dreamlike aura amidst the brutality.

In a world with extraordinary powers, transcendents clearly possess greater endurance than ordinary people.

Not to mention the almost cheat-like enhancement spells, which allow warriors to counterattack even in situations destined for death...

Therefore, the battle was not something that could be decided in a short time.

The entire battlefield looked like a brutal meat grinder.

Watching the battlefield resembling a quagmire, the nobles on the hillside showed satisfied expressions.

Being on the side with greater numbers, as long as they didn’t collapse, they would inevitably win the battle of attrition.

This was already a commendable performance considering the rebels possessed war beasts.

After all, no matter how strong a heavy crossbow is, it can’t easily kill those thick-skinned brutes.

However, among those also observing on the hillside was Red Archbishop Nickleans, who served as the highest leader for the Eternal Church and as an overseer for the Empire’s army. Watching the distant battle, he raised an eyebrow in surprise:

"Which mercenary group is in the southwest? Their combat power is so formidable?"

Hearing his somewhat astonished question, the nobles collectively focused their gaze on the southwest side of the battlefield.

There, they saw that the rebels’ line had been completely broken, and a group of mercenaries, whose armor was similar to the empire’s but with impressively remarkable weapons, were rampaging inside, almost killing left and right...

Even more astonishing, there seemed to be two or three dozen mercenaries tangled with a war beast, playing it around and continuously inflicting wounds, seemingly on the verge of wearing it down to death...

Noticing the mercenaries’ red uniforms and their clearly more lavish weapons compared to those around them, the nobles’ expressions turned peculiar.

They instinctively looked at Duke Rosen, whose expression was somewhat uncertain.

"That is a hired Elf Mercenary Group from the Elf Forest."

He said with a somewhat unnatural expression.

"Elves?"

Red Archbishop Nicholas looked surprised.

He glanced at Duke Rosen, recalling some recent rumors and understanding gleaned from his eyes.

Then he asked meaningfully:

"Did you use the Goddess of Life’s Summoning Effigy?" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"No, they weren’t summoned by an effigy. As servants of our Lord, how could we possibly use those things? In fact, they voluntarily accepted the conscription before the war started..."

Duke Rosen shook his head.

"Voluntarily accepted conscription?"

Nicholas raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, and their demands were minimal, only requiring us to provide armor...."

Duke Rosen replied.

He then sneered:

"Though these elves are quite detestable, they do fit the role as cannon fodder... they are the craziest mercenaries I’ve seen."

The Red Archbishop nodded slightly, his gaze continuing to survey the battlefield.

However, when his eyes caught another corner of the battlefield, his brow furrowed slightly:

"What’s going on there?"

The nobles again followed his gaze, seeing that in the direction indicated by Red Archbishop Nicholas, the Empire’s troops were quickly collapsing, while on the rebel side, a group of soldiers seemed to have gone mad, charging into the Empire’s formations, slaughtering at will...

Of course, the Empire had greater numbers, so when mercenaries and soldiers in the front fell, reinforcements quickly filled in from the rear. Yet even so, the situation where they were being pressed on one side was striking on the battlefield, second only to the crazed and reckless Elf Mercenary Group.

But, when the nobles saw those clad in rebel-standard armor, holding weapons that were notably familiar and lavish, each of their expressions grew even more peculiar.

They couldn’t help but look again at Duke Rosen, and the Imperial Marshal, who was commanding the army, seemed even more displeased.

"Damn... it seems to be the Elf Mercenary Group as well. It looks like Otto also recruited elf mercenaries... those damned long ears!"

He cursed.

Red Archbishop Nicholas was momentarily speechless.

"Duke Rosen, perhaps you should let the elves deal with the elves to reduce our expenditures."

He said lightly.

Duke Rosen glanced at the noble responsible for organizing the mercenaries and arranging the positions of the mercenary groups:

"Sir Baier?"

His voice carried a hint of dissatisfaction and a trace of questioning.

Sir Baier’s face turned pale, and he slightly smiled bitterly, saying:

"No, Your Grace, Lord Bishop, those cunning long-eared ones demanded that absolutely no engagement against elves be made when they enlisted, otherwise they would refuse to join the battle. Not only that, but they said they would also go to accept the summons from the border marquis..."

Nicholas:...

Duke Rosen:...

Seeing the somewhat unpleasant expression on Duke Rosen’s face, Sir Baier quickly said:

"But rest assured, Your Grace, after this campaign, I will definitely gather all the Elf Mercenaries I can, and the rebels won’t have another chance."

"Do you still think there’ll be another battle after this one?"

Duke Rosen glared at him.

Sir Baier awkwardly touched his nose, then solemnly declared:

"No! This battle will annihilate the rebels!"

"That’s more like it."

Duke Rosen nodded slightly.

Then, he turned his gaze back to the battlefield. When his eyes landed on the increasingly large gap opened by the Elf Mercenaries to the southwest, his expression slightly changed:

"It’s time."

"Notify the Guard Knights and the Judgement Knight Order to lift the concealment magic and charge from the southwest!"

With Duke Rosen’s order, a mage accompanying them immediately sent a magic signal into the sky.

Moments later, the sound of galloping hooves like a tidal wave began to reverberate across the battlefield.

Accompanied by billowing dust, large contingents of cavalry suddenly appeared on the southwest side of the battlefield. Each cavalryman and their steed were fully armored, wearing red cloaks, and holding four-meter-long Knight Spears shimmering with a cold light.

These were the Empire’s armored heavy cavalry. Each rider possessed at least a Black Iron Upper strength, and the proportion with Silver strength was an astounding one-fourth, most of whom had been promoted in recent years.

Their steeds were hybrid horses imbued with demon beast blood, and their strength at a glance was at least tier three or even tier four demon beasts!

This was the Holy Mania Empire’s strongest military unit and the ace card that swept across the continent. Just within the Empire’s Third Guard Legion alone, there were over ten thousand such armored heavy cavalries!

In addition to more than ten thousand armored heavy cavalrymen, there were about three thousand White Horse Knights.

They were similarly fully armored, their bodies flickering with faint Holy Light, equipped with shields adorned with the sun emblem and Knight Swords.

The Judgement Knight Order from the Eternal Church, each Judgement Knight possessing Silver strength, with the captains at least reaching Silver Upper, not lacking powerful beings of Golden Rank!

The Judgement Knight Order was the main force of the Eternal Church for rooting out heresy and Evil God forces, rarely participating in secular wars. It was only after the border marquis declared the expulsion of the Eternal Church that the Church employed this force.

Although they are not heavy cavalry, each person practices both martial arts and Divine Arts, making them dual practitioners. Not to mention their steeds, each of which possesses dragon blood, their charge and trampling effects more terrifying than heavy knights.

With the combined enhancements, their strength is even greater than heavy cavalry, and more flexible...

This total of thirteen thousand elite cavalry is Duke Rosen’s biggest card in annihilating the rebels this time!

Horses galloped like a torrential storm.

The cavalry, like a landslide, charged into the battlefield under the frightened gaze of the rebels, piercing into the heart of the rebel formation like a sharp blade!

In just an instant, the rebel forces in a stalemate with the Imperial Army began to collapse...

"Victory..."

Duke Rosen showed a satisfied smile.

However, at that moment, an evil and chilling presence suddenly descended upon the battlefield.

Amidst the rolling clouds, a giant hand that blocked out the sky suddenly emerged.

The giant hand descended from the sky, aiming to strike at the Empire’s forces...