Changes appeared amidst the mournful howls.
In other words, the absolute combat strength that Gibran could rely on, the troops that he truly cared about, were the wild beast-like fanatics that were howling in the blood fog!
Now, he was also standing in the thick blood fog, intoxicated by the crazy and vicious power.
This was the power, power that belonged to him!
It was as if he had returned to the time when he faced one of the main forces of the Silver Platter Kingdom. He had been bestowed with the power by that existence, and then he had led his troops to easily annihilate the main forces of the Silver Platter Kingdom!
Even if they were completely annihilated, he could still clearly remember how he had torn apart the bodies of those knights.
It was as easy as tearing apart a chick.
"Hehehehehehehehehehahaha --"
Gibran let out a strange laugh.
The thick blood mist was corroding his body, making him look less and less like a human, his skin had become bloody and exposed. His body was also growing, and his sharp teeth and claws were began to show up.
He was transforming into that terrifying demonic form and that a new left hand was slowly condensing in the blood mist!
This was the sacrifice of thousands of people, and they had successfully communicated with the great existence at the foot of Mountain of Death. It was that existence that had given Gibran a new arm, but he had also given a new order.
Gibran's entire body erupted with blood-red flames, and his voice was like a roar, "Kill them!"
"Kill --"
A sound that sounded like a beast's roar also appeared.
A gentle breeze blew over.
The blood mist dissipated.
What appeared on the battlefield was burly figures that were already half-demonized. Their bulging muscles stretched their black robe taut, and their nearly two-meter-long bodies looked like a powerful servants of hell!
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})They had fallen into the power of Hell and became servants of the abyss.
Three thousand half-demonized fanatics moved forward.
The longsword and axe in their hands were clenched tightly.
They were like toys.
However, as they swung their thick arms, they became more lethal, and their combat strength would be stronger!
On the side, the 900 + knight servants who had been killed by the short pilums had also changed greatly, including the warhorses under them. Their muscles bulged, and sharp teeth appeared in the mouth of the horse.
Their eyes were all scarlet, filled with madness and bloodlust!
Rather than saying that they were a human force.
It would be more accurate to say that they were an army of the Abyss!
A terrifying army that had been corroded by the power of the Abyss and was completely half-demonized!
Then, following the roar of the commander, Gibran, they slowly took a step forward. After a few wobbles, the speed of the entire army's advance became faster and faster, and when they ran, it was as if the earth and the mountains were shaking!
This made Kant think of the high-level Jackalan troops that he had encountered when he was still weak.
"How... Interesting!"
He instantly pulled out his Sword of King.
He pointed forward.
A command that resounded through space also appeared in his mouth,
"Attack!"
"Attack!"
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"Attack!"
The captain of all troops responded one after another.
The troops that were already prepared were all ready. They slowly moved their feet and formed a dense formation like before, facing the half-demonized fanatics who were pouncing at them head-on!
If the half-demonized fanatics were like a tsunami, then these Rhodok people were like dams!
Broad shields were raised, forming a neat and sturdy low wall. Sharp spears were raised at the back and the top of the shields, ready to be used at any time as the sharpest and most cunning stab!
There were also the more well-defended and stronger Rhodok Sergeants.
They held halberd-like two-handed machetes.
They strode forward.
Their arrogant appearance completely ignored these half-demon fanatics.
To these Rhodok people, even if these fanatics appeared to have astonishing combat strength after half-demon transformation, no matter how astonishing they were, they were not as strong as the Swadian soldiers!
They were just a group of heavy footmen with a little stronger strength and combat skill!
As for those fanatic knights, they had their way to deal with these cavalries.
Groups of desert bandits pounced over and threw their short pilums fiercely. Even if they were very close to each other, they did not care about their own danger and threw their pilums at those half-demonized knights and attendants.
These desert bandits were using their own lives to kill the enemies.
However, there were some changes.
If the short pilums did not directly hit their vital points, they would not be able to directly kill these knights and knight attendants.
Some people even had a few short pilums stuck all over their bodies. They were still urging their warhorse to catch up with the desert bandits at an even faster speed. Then, they raised the longsword in their hands and slashed down fiercely, killing the desert bandits who were only wearing leather armor, they were cut into two halves, along with their horses. Fresh blood spilled on the ground.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})In a short moment, in less than ten seconds, hundreds of desert bandits had already been hacked to death by these semi-devil knights and knight attendants.
As for those semi-devil knights and knight attendants, their number of casualties was less than fifty!
Quality crushed quantity.
There was a hint of panic in the eyes of the desert bandits.
Although the spears and scimitars in their hands could still cut these knights, even if they cut through the mail armor, it was like they had cut into wood. The blades were blocked by the layers of buffed muscle, they couldn't hurt their bones at all.
This meant that their attacks were insufficient to cause damages on these half-demonized soldiers.
In other words, the current battle was not something that the light cavalry could intervene in!
To the Khergits people, the so-called chivalry spirit did not exist.
They were a pack of wolves!
When they saw an opportunity, they would pounce forward and bite the enemy viciously.
If the enemy was powerful enough to break a few of their own teeth, then it didn't matter. They could just scatter and retreat.
Because their stronger allies began to move. Those Sarrandian Horsemen who wore Sarrandian armor and possessed superior battle skills were charging under the lead of the heavily armored Mamlukes!
These were the true main forces of the cavalry, while the desert bandits were only light cavalry.
Kant had brought them here because they could be used as scouts and harassers for the cavalry.
At the critical moment, they could also be used as a grain collection team, spreading out to snatch grain or protect their own supply lines. Their purpose was not to directly pounce on the enemy and engage in a fierce battle!
Right now, these Sarrandian iron cavalry were the true main force of this expedition!
They were completely unafraid of the powerful combat strength of those semi-demonic knights. They could face these semi-demonic knights head on.
This was because the weapons in the hands of these cavalry were shining with a faint golden light, as if they were attached to some kind of magical power, a status spell from the Enfath Empire.
"Sharp Golden Blades!"
