Facing the tortoise shell tactics of the East Continent, I immediately adjusted my fighting methods. After ordering all the archers to continuously attack the enemy's magician troops with ordinary long arrows mixed with armor-piercing arrows, I once again dispatched those inferior warriors from the General Staff who used magic scrolls.
"Archers, suppress the enemy magicians and shoot continuously without any long pauses. Send 50 soldiers from the troops directly under the General Staff Headquarters to deal with them in the same way you dealt with the heavy cavalry just now..." I don't believe that under the suppression of the archers, the enemy magicians would dare to stand up and use magic attacks.
Of course, since my archers are all using large-angle projectiles, I am not worried that the soldiers who are not throwing magic scrolls will be accidentally shot by my own archers.
Soon, the enemy commander immediately discovered this problem. What should he do? Let the infantry use bows and arrows to fight back? This was also impossible. After all, the range of their bows and arrows was there. It was really too fantastic to use magic scrolls to attack our soldiers at a distance of about 400 meters.
However, it is unlikely that the magicians would stand up and use offensive magic to disperse the soldiers holding magic scrolls. After all, with the current frequency of our bows and arrows, it is very likely that their magicians would be shot to death by long arrows as soon as they showed their heads.
Looking at the heavy infantry division approaching the East Continental Allied Forces step by step, there was no doubt that the commander of the other side and I were two sharp contrasts. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, while I was there leisurely watching 50 soldiers rushing forward with the shadow of death.
. . . . . . . 500 meters. . . . . . . 450 meters. . . . . . 400 meters. . . . . .
Finally, the soldiers rushed out of the range of the enemy's arrows and quickly stopped. In their hands, there were undoubtedly handfuls of magic scrolls. . . . .
"God of War, you magicians, stand up immediately and kill those little rats..." Almost at the same time when those soldiers took out the magic scrolls, the commander of the East Continent coalition forces panicked and shouted at the members of the magician troops hiding behind the tower shields.
But the magicians ignored the officer's scolding. They all hid behind the tower shields, watching the arrows flying over their heads. They had lost all the courage to fight.
"Damn cowards of the Yan Kingdom... Komat, order your soldiers to fight back, otherwise not only us, but even you magicians will not be able to escape..." The impatient commander of the Mocast Empire Army pulled out the leader of the magician troops who was also hiding behind the tower shield, and shouted loudly at the mage.
Hesitantly looking at the long arrows flying all over his head, the commander of the magician army of the Kingdom of Yan did not want to stand up at all. But as the commander of the Mocast Empire turned from anger to rage, Komat helplessly shrank his head and began to shout to his subordinates.
"Everyone stand up immediately and attack the enemy's raiding soldiers... Those who disobey orders..." As soon as he said this, Komat immediately closed his stinky mouth because he was frightened by his own fatal mistake.
Aren't they just 50 soldiers? Why the hell did he make everyone stand up? As long as 100 magicians stood up and half of them successfully cast magic, the 50 soldiers in front of him would be no problem at all. But what about now? All 2,000 magicians were forced to stand up, and tens of thousands of bows and arrows instantly nailed hundreds of magicians to death on the spot...
Although this ratio is definitely very low, with the hit rate of the bow and arrow being just over 1%, this situation caused their companions to panic. . . . .
To be honest, my 50 soldiers only launched an attack on a corner of the enemy's battle formation, while those magicians were standing on a defense line that was 1 kilometer wide. Many of them could not even reach the attack distance, and now they were shot to death on the spot in vain.
Affected by the death of their companions and the arrows that were still flying in the air, the magicians showed great confusion. Except for some who woke up and squatted quickly, many magicians either stared blankly at the flying arrows or tried to flee backwards in fear.
But the arrows did not stop after killing several magicians. Seeing the more chaotic enemy formation ahead, the archers shot more excitedly and harder.
Although the longbow's hit rate was pitifully low due to the long distance, the Kingdom of Yan was not willing to bear sporadic casualties. After hundreds of magicians were shot dead, the idiot commander finally came to his senses. At this time, he once again issued an order that made everyone crazy, which was to order all magicians to squat on the spot and use tower shields to block the arrows. . . . . .
His order almost made the infantry commander of the Mocast Empire angry. He wasted the lives of three or four hundred magicians in vain, but the battle situation returned to the original starting point. Couldn't he let a certain unit of the magician army continue to attack the 50 soldiers
But it was too late. The magic scrolls in the hands of the 50 soldiers had already emitted a faint white light, and 50 ice storms flashed in an instant, rushing towards the infantry defense line of the East Continent Coalition Forces.
If the infantry commander of the Mocaster Empire could directly command those magicians, or if the commander of the magician unit was not just a high-level magician... then I think the situation just now would probably not have happened, at least the losses would have been reduced to a range that the other side could bear.
50 ice storm magics instantly rushed into the heavy infantry defense line, sweeping away or freezing to death thousands of Mocaster Empire heavy infantry in an instant. . . . .
Then, taking advantage of the enemy's confusion, the 50 soldiers threw away the magic scrolls in their hands like trash. Hundreds of magic scrolls directly caused a big hole in the right defense line of the East Continent Allied Forces, and the gap was still expanding...
Finally, angry at the unexpected heavy losses suffered by his soldiers, the infantry commander of the Mocaster Empire immediately deprived the commander of the magician troop of his command, and reorganized the formation to try to let the remaining magician troop on the right attack the 50 of our soldiers. . . . .