Chapter 1036 - 150: Crumbling Apart

Chapter 1036: Chapter 150: Crumbling Apart

As the two armies violently clashed together, long-range attacks simultaneously descended, and the Dwarves roared mightily:

"Crossbow Cannons! Fire! Target, the dense formation at the rear!"

"Firearms Soldier! Fire at will! Hit those Soul Fires!"

The roar of the Dwarf Resentment Crossbow Carriage and the thunder of firearms wove a lethal storm of lead above the battlefield. The thick armor-piercing crossbows tore through the air with a teeth-grating screech, slamming into the relatively dense rear formation of the Green Knights. The terrifying kinetic energy was fully displayed—the Bronze Knights hit directly were struck as if by a Siege Hammer, their heavy chest armor caved in and shattered, even penetrating the Soul Fire core within! The momentum of the crossbows was undiminished, often piercing through two or three knights, flinging them like rag dolls into the turbid lake water, splashing up great waves, leaving only twisted, deformed bronze armor pieces and quickly dissipating ghostly blue light spots.

The Firearms Soldiers, like calm hunters, spat smoke from their gun barrels, and the lead bullets sprayed like dense hail into the charging wave of the Undead. They aimed at those Soul Fires leaping and burning within the eye sockets of the Bronze helmets. Amid the crackling impact sounds, some Soul Fires were precisely hit by bullets, flickering like a candle in the wind, violently swaying and ultimately extinguished completely. The Bronze Knights, losing their power core, stiffened instantly, their heavy bodies collapsing like puppets with their strings cut, splashing into the murky water and slowly sinking to the lakebed stained red with blood and silt.

However, these long-range attacks, which could tear apart a mortal army, had much less effect against this silent Ancient Heroic Spirit Knight Order. They had no fear, no sense of pain, and not even an awareness of casualties. When the knights in front fell and sank to the bottom as new obstacles, the knights in the rear stepped over their comrades’ corpses without hesitation, continuing to advance with the same rhythm and pace. The synchronized sound of Skeleton Horse hooves striking the water echoed like a death knell in the hearts of Hesse soldiers. Ignoring the bullets like swarming locusts and the air-cutting heavy crossbows, the cold bronze weapons swung with precision, lethally claiming vibrant lives.

The front line of the Dwarf Shield Wall bore unimaginable pressure. The heavy weapons of the Green Knights, laden with immense force, smashed against the Rune Tower Shields, each impact causing the Dwarf Warriors behind the shields to quake violently, the skin splitting at their hands, while the water beneath them was plowed into deep trenches. The runes on the shields flickered madly, struggling to resist the erosion of the Undead’s tremendous force.

"Hold! For glory!" a Dwarf Commander roared, bracing the shield with his shoulder, his War Axe hacking through the gaps to sever the front leg of a Skeleton Warhorse. The horse crashed down, throwing the Bronze Knight on its back into the water. But before the Dwarf could catch his breath, another rusty yet overwhelmingly powerful bronze flail came crashing down with a tearing wind! The Dwarf blocked it with all his might, the runes instantly shattered! The massive impact made his arm bones groan under the stress, the whole of him, along with the shield, was knocked backwards, taking down two comrades behind him. A small breach appeared in the defense line!

In that split second, a silent Green Knight propelled his Skeleton Horse through the gap like icy lightning! The giant two-handed Bronze Sword swept horizontally, instantly severing two Hesse Heavy Infantrymen trying to fill the breach, their upper bodies flying into the air with expressions of disbelief as their entrails and blood splashed onto the murky water. The warm, briny liquid splattered across the face of a nearby Dwarf.

"Block! Block the gap!" The Dwarf Warriors roared in rage, glaring with red-rimmed eyes, using their bodies and shields to press back together and tightly encircle the Green Knight that had charged into their formation. War Axes and Heavy Hammers rained onto its bronze armor like drops of rain, creating loud, muffled thuds, causing the armor to dent and fracture, with ghostly blue Soul Fire seeping from the cracks. Yet this knight silently wielded the Giant Sword, felling another Dwarf Warrior before finally collapsing from the coordinated heavy blows of several Warhammers.

The lake surface was no longer a cold green but a viscous, glaring dark red. Shattered armor, broken weapons, severed limbs and bodies floated amidst the tumultuous waves. Each step of the soldiers, each stroke of the warhorses, churned up the nauseating bloodied water. Soldiers who fell into the water, whether Hesse fighters or toppled Green Knights, the heavy armor became their death knell, and they struggled, silently swallowed by muddy blood, leaving only a few whirling bubbles.

On the wings, the Knights’ duel was equally fierce and tragic. The Hesse Knights tangled savagely with the Bronze Undead coming at them over the waves.

A Hesse Knight’s lance accurately pierced the eyes of a Green Knight’s Skeleton Warhorse, causing the ghostly blue Soul Fire to explode, and the warhorse to fall apart instantly. As the knight attempted to pull out his lance, another Green Knight’s bronze Long Lance stabbed like a viper from the side! The knight twisted with all his might, the Long Lance grazing past his plate armor, sparking, but it violently pierced through his steed’s neck! The warhorse let out a piercing wail and collapsed, throwing the knight into the icy, lacerating bloodwater. The knight struggled to stand, but the heavy plate armor quickly pulled him under. Ice-cold lakewater filled his nose and mouth, his vision was swallowed by blood-red and darkness, and the last thing he saw was a Heartless bronze War Axe coming down from above...