When a squadron of 100 soldiers sent by Orver rushed out of the formation, holding large shields and slowly approaching 200 meters in front of the Misty Forest, hundreds of super-long feather arrows flew out from the forest and accurately hit the soldiers' calves. The powerful kinetic energy sometimes even shot the calf bones of those poor soldiers completely in half. In an instant, there were screams at the edge of the Misty Forest, and the level of misery was comparable to that of a pig slaughterhouse.
"Send two squadrons of heavy infantry forward. Everyone hold up tower shields. I want to see how they deal with the soldiers whose whole bodies are covered with shields. Also send two more teams of soldiers to drag back those disgraceful guys. The sound makes me really want to kill them..." Undeterred, Ofer immediately sent out double the number of soldiers to investigate the situation and asked the soldiers to drag back the wounded soldiers who were making so much noise that they were feeling uncomfortable all over.
Looking nervously at the 200 heavy infantrymen holding tower shields and advancing with their backs bent, Ofer stared at the front without blinking. According to the information he had obtained, the troops here should be the newly added 6th Division of the Flame Legion directly under the Kastark Empire.
Two months ago, when they fought against other troops of the Continental Coalition, they used several powerful weapons. A crossbow that could shoot four arrows in a row, a large bow with a long range and strong penetration. Finally, their troops had a lot of magic scrolls.
And now, he even suspected that there might be a powerful magician unit hidden in their army, otherwise they would not have such a strong magic attack ability. How many magicians would it take to freeze tens of thousands of cavalry troops into ice sculptures in an instant
"Sir, why is there no movement? Could it be that they have seen that the situation is hopeless and are just running away?" Looking at the 200 heavy infantrymen who were stuck at the edge of the forest, the staff officer reminded Ofer that it was time to give the next order.
Following Ofer's order, a heavy infantry division under Ofer immediately formed a neat formation and advanced forward. A few hundred meters behind them was another division. Afterwards, two battalions of infantry began to advance towards the Misty Forest from both sides of the army, followed by an infantry division each. Behind them was the main force led by Ofer.
"Ah... Ugh!" A scream and a muffled groan shattered the peace of mind of the East Continental Allied Forces, who had only entered the forest less than 10 meters away. Under the gaze of hundreds of soldiers, a soldier was hung upside down in the air by a lasso. Less than 2 seconds later, a row of sharpened wooden stakes pierced his body, and blood splashed like a fountain on the faces and clothes of his companions nearby...
Seeing this scene, even a veteran on the battlefield couldn't help but tremble. A frightened soldier couldn't help but lean against a tree and rub his face with his hands. . . . But then, he couldn't move anymore. A sharp bamboo pole from the opposite side of him instantly pierced his body and hung him on the tree. . . . Blood slowly flowed along the bamboo tube in his abdomen. . . . . . .
This horrifying and bizarre scene caused several soldiers to fall to the ground on the spot. But a crisis followed, and several huge rocks instantly smashed them into pulp.
A soldier was advancing slowly in the forest, holding his shield high. Suddenly, his body shook and he could no longer move. The shield and sword in his hands slowly slipped from his hands. … When other soldiers carefully pushed him, they found that he was actually dead. … Finally, they found a bamboo pole that had shot out from the ground at the soldier’s lower body. … … …
Afterwards, all kinds of bizarre and sinister means and murder techniques emerged one after another. Almost every few meters they moved forward, hundreds of soldiers would lose their lives. The shadow of death completely enveloped the hearts of the soldiers of the East Continent Coalition.
"Spearmen, go forward and replace the heavy infantry to scout the way ahead. All soldiers, use the spears in your hands to find a safe path for me." Looking at the situation where they had only advanced a few dozen meters but suffered thousands of casualties, Ofer was almost going crazy.
But what really drove him crazy was yet to come. After the spearmen replaced the heavy infantry, although the number of soldiers killed by traps was reduced, a sudden rain of arrows soon caused heavy losses to the spearmen. The sniper archers trained by the hunters were not affected by the dark places and trees in the forest, and easily shot and killed the spearmen who had no armor protection.
"Damn it, the heavy infantry is in front, the spearmen are exploring the way under the cover of the heavy infantry, archers, fight back!" The attacks he suffered every moment made Ofer's restraint worse and worse. If it were in the past, he would never let the archers blindly fight back to interfere with the opponent, but now, Ofer was almost using a dead horse as a living one.
Soon, Ofer experienced the bitter consequences of this plan again. This search method undoubtedly made the soldiers in front advance in a dense formation, but with a rain of stones in the dark woods, their search formation was completely shattered, and the number of soldiers killed and wounded also increased sharply.
"Magicians, call the magicians up, let them use magic to clear the way for me..." An anxious Ofer could no longer bear the strange casualties suffered by his army, and immediately called the magicians to help. Although the enemy's archers were powerful, it was better to kill those magicians of the Kingdom of Yan than to kill his own soldiers, right? If they were not from his own country, Ofer would not feel sad no matter how many died.
The magicians' efforts to clear the way were effective very quickly. Large tracts of forest were uprooted under the magicians' bombardment, and most of the traps were destroyed as well. Even the Kastark soldiers who occasionally launched sneak attacks were nowhere to be found. It was as if they had suddenly disappeared.
But soon, the allied soldiers found out the reason. While the magicians were bombarding, the allied soldiers were horrified to find that the woods on both sides and behind them had been set on fire without knowing when.
"Put out the fire, magicians, use water magic to put out the fire... If you don't put out the fire, my army will be burned!" The terrified Ofer was almost scared. At the same time, he secretly felt lucky that if he didn't bring the magician army, he and his army would be burned to charcoal.
At this time, Ofer was already regretting the oath he had made to Marshal Sterling to annihilate all of these little rats. If he were to choose again, he would even want to quit this mission. Damn it, why was he so unlucky? (To be continued)