“Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Another volley of colorful magic missiles flew over from the enemy positions.
“King of Thorns.”
“Crimson Magic Shield.”
“Thorn Crown.”
Samimi, far away on the other side, stopped holding back and began casting remotely through Shalum.
Shalum and Fabiana both donned the Thorn Crowns, which allowed them to use the Crimson Magic Shield for protection. Samimi even placed the Thorn Angel Crown on her own head, granting a blessing to Shalum, who was over a thousand meters away.
Elemental shells slammed into the Skeleton Army, tearing apart a large number of Skeleton Knights. The casualty count immediately skyrocketed.
The enemy mages had also learned their lesson. Their magic attacks were no longer aimed at the two commanders. Since both commanders were protected by magic shields, they would instead blow up the skeleton soldiers.
In the blink of an eye, the Skeleton Army and the Mercenary Army clashed together once more.
The Thorn Shields and long spears were completely unable to stop the fearless Skeleton Cavalry, and gaps were soon torn open. The Undead Warlord Fabiana and the Battle Priestess Shalum charged in and out seven times, continuously reaping the lives of the mercenaries.
The enemy mages launched another wave of magic bombardment, this time targeting the two of them with a relentless barrage.
But such ordinary magic attacks couldn’t even break their Crimson Magic Shields. Instead, they killed many mercenaries.
Still, the magic attacks were able to interrupt Fabiana and Shalum’s forward momentum, suppressing their advance.
The mercenaries rushed forward, swinging their standard-issue straight swords wildly at the Crimson Magic Shield, which they couldn’t comprehend. The result was nothing but a scratch.
“Ha—!”
Fabiana spun around and delivered a backward slash, cleaving several mercenaries in half at the waist. Blood sprayed everywhere, painting a crimson circle.
“Whoa! That’s seriously terrifying!”
The mercenaries were so frightened that none dared to approach for a moment.
Moreover, with all the people she had killed, not a single drop of blood remained on the blade of the Golden Sword in her hand. It was still gleaming and polished.
Even the dumbest mercenary could tell that the divine sword she wielded was not to be trifled with.
What kind of sword did that Undead Knight carry? What kind of swords did they carry?
How could an iron sword beat a golden sword?
Meanwhile, the Count’s Knights on the left and right flanks finally arrived on horseback, charging straight into the undead army from both sides. In an instant, they tore apart hundreds of Skeleton Knights.
Both Grand Knight Orders used heavy lances specially designed for charging, skewering enemies like candied fruits on a stick.
The tide of battle shifted in an instant.
After the flanks completed their encirclement, the undead army was immediately surrounded and butchered by the enemy forces.
The Skeleton Knights fought desperately, and the enemy soldiers fought with bloodshot eyes. The entire Green Grass Plain instantly turned into a hellish meat grinder, with hand-to-hand combat raging everywhere.
And there was a very serious problem.
Once a Skeleton Knight was killed, it could not be resurrected.
Before, it had been possible to summon new troops while fighting, but this time, once they died, they were truly gone. There were no reinforcements.
To put it in our terms, the resurrection cooldown was stuck.
That was because Fabiana hadn’t been fully summoning Heroic Spirits before. But today, she had summoned 10,000 Heroic Spirits all at once—that was her current summon limit.
Why call it a limit?
Because if those 10,000 Heroic Spirits died in battle, they could not be resurrected and fight again in a short time.
Resurrection also had a cooldown.
Otherwise, if they could resurrect indefinitely, they wouldn’t have to fear not just these 30,000 soldiers, but even 300,000 more.
Now, every Skeleton Knight that died was one less. The disadvantage in numbers gradually became apparent.
What made it even worse was that the two Grand Knight Commanders cut diagonally through the battlefield like sharp knives, riding straight to the front lines and intercepting Fabiana.
They had already predicted that the Undead Warlord’s only way to break through was to charge into the camp and kill Count Perry.
Once the count died, everything would end.
Without the bounty, the mercenaries would naturally scatter, and there would be no need for so many more deaths.
But Fabiana’s thinking was still too naive.
Because no one wanted the war to end.
Once the war ended, there would be no more money to be made.
Frost Blade Grand Knight Henry, Wind Whisper Grand Knight Kress.
Although their strength couldn’t compare to the West Coast Fighting God or the Previous Generation Romantic Hero, they still possessed the peak strength of Human Race Knights, not to be underestimated.
If we had to find a benchmark, every West Coast Grand Knight Commander was on par with the top five Company Commanders of the Holy Knight Order.
Those were warriors bearing the title of Temple Knight.
In fact, they might even be slightly stronger.
Of course, that strange Second Company Commander didn’t count for now.
Another reason for their power was their weapons.
“Whoosh—!”
Grand Knight Commander Henry launched the first strike, his Frost Blade sword howling as it swung.
Before the blade even arrived, the freezing air rushed toward Fabiana’s face.
She was immediately afflicted with the Freeze enchantment buff, and her movements slowed considerably.
Henry pulled out his personal sword—a unique Knight Sword that constantly emitted cold air. Its quality was not inferior to the Golden Sword; if anything, it might be higher.
“Purification.”
Fortunately, the Battle Priestess Shalum was nearby. She raised her hand and removed the negative buff.
Although Purification wasn’t used often, it was a signature divine skill that a Pastoralist absolutely could not do without.
On the other side, Grand Knight Commander Kress’s personal sword was equally extraordinary.
It was an ordinary-looking rapier, seemingly unremarkable, but it contained hidden secrets.
Although two-on-one was unfair, there was no time to worry about that now.
Kress swept a cold glance, then mounted his armored warhorse and executed a Fierce Charge while still in the saddle.
Shalum was forced to retreat repeatedly and nearly got knocked off her horse.
She couldn’t help it.
Neither she nor Samimi was skilled in mounted combat, and on top of that, they had to control the Magic Ritual from a distance. Riding a skeletal horse, all she could do was charge forward.
Shalum, who yesterday could still pull off flashy maneuvers, had become a complete fool today. For the moment, she was completely useless.
“A melee master of this level is still way too much for a Battle Priestess like me!”
Although Shalum could remotely cast all of Samimi’s various Magic Formulas, her own close-quarters combat ability was only good enough to bully ordinary Magic Users.
Against a Grand Knight of that caliber, she simply couldn’t fight.
Moreover, she couldn’t activate her Domain.
Without a Domain, how could she fight a Grand Knight?
But she definitely wouldn’t abandon her teammate.
Professional matters still had to be handled by professionals.
So Shalum patted her horse’s rear and decisively fled, leaving Fabiana alone to face the two Grand Knights.
“Anna, hold the line! I’ll go deal with the enemy mages!”
The powerful Niubao was rushing in for support!
Gripping the Snake Abyss Sword and the Demon Dagger, Niubao broke into the battle line, starting to harvest and kill all enemies before her, stacking kills like crazy.