"Sharp Golden Blade!"
The mages and mage apprentices of the Enfath Empire cast this spell together.
The mages who were secretly hidden in the army by Kant as cavalry finally showed a little of their power on the battlefield, and this status spell was only the most basic kind.
As war mages, it was too easy for them to increase the lethality of the army's weapons!
But it was not the case.
Kant had transferred all the mages' power.
The entire "Drondheim" Castle had lost the mages' support and only let the Royal Knights and Lion Knights that Kant had garrisoned the castle. It was enough to predict the importance Kant attached to this battle.
This was the first time he had revealed his power in the Dukedom of Leo.
Time was running out.
Kant, who was located in the Nahrin Desert, had already made enemies in many aspects.
He was almost surrounded by hostile forces. If he did not open a path and make his way out alive, even if he had a system and countless worlds of "Mount and Blade" as his backing, he would be obliterated in history.
He would be recorded in the history as a loser. Only the ruins might be studied by others in tens of millions of years.
But this was definitely not what Kant wanted to see!
So, he was serious!
Fifty mages from the Enfath Empire.
One hundred and thirty mage apprentices from the Enfath Empire.
All of them were here.
Now, they casted [Sharp Golden Blade] on the Sarrandian Cavalries and the Rhodok troops, increasing the damage of all the troops' weapons.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})Mamlukes led the Sarrandian Horsemen as they whistled past, stabbing their lances into the enemies.
They had the advantage in number.
Two thousand heavy cavalry charged against less than a thousand semi-demonic knights.
Although the battle was fierce, with their excellent equipment, the lance and machete in their hands, and the golden light on their weapons, they were able to gain the upper hand. Blood splattered everywhere, and the soldiers died.
The knights of Sarrand Sultanate suppressed those half-demonized knights!
However, the casualties were extremely tragic.
Mamlukes charged at the forefront. They had already lost more than a hundred people, but with their fearless combat strength, even if they died, they would drag the same enemy to die with them.
Moreover, even if they died, they would be covered in heavy armor, they would be able to exchange for the deaths of two to three knight attendants. It was definitely not a loss-making deal!
And even if those Sarrandian Horsemen charged into the enemy knight formation and used the machetes in their hands to brazenly slash at them. They would be able to exchange one life for one half-demonized knight attendants.
In terms of madness, this group of Sarrandians were not weak at all!
Under the leadership of the Supreme Lord Kant.
They had the consciousness of sacrifice themselves.
Even if all of them died here, they could let the enemies of Lord Kant know what was inviolable, what was honor, and what was the bloodlust and madness of the Sarrandians!
If it wasn't for their bloodlust and madness, then the Sarrandian would have long been wiped out in the Sarrand Desert.
That was a truly cruel environment where only the fittest survived.
It was a hardship that outsiders could not understand!
Those who survived were all elites!
And now, they were exchanging their lives with these half-demonized knights who could deal absolute damage to Lord Kant's footmen.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})Their eyes were bloodshot as they fought each other. They did not dodge and flee. One by one, they died in battle!
"Valiant."
Baheshtur, who was born in Khergit Khanate, was moved.
Seeing that the regular army of Sarrand Sultanate was not afraid of death, he also led the desert bandits who had scattered. They drew their machetes and spears to a place not far from the mages. After receiving the [ Sharp golden blade ] , they pounced on them again.
These bandits who had once roamed the desert also had the determination to not fear death!
It was a feast to the death.
This was an honor!
The densely packed desert bandits, who were like a pack of wolves, brandished their golden weapons and pounced forward.
They had already surrounded the half-demonized knights in the middle, layer upon layer, with corpses everywhere. This encirclement was still shrinking, and they were using the craziest methods to whittle down their opponents who were already at a disadvantage in numbers!
But Kant really paid attention to the fanatics who were rushing over and were became bigger.
The semi-demonic knights only increased their size by a little. Their strength and defense had also increased.
But the fanatics were different.
Their entire bodies were enhanced, except for their speed, which was not too fast. They were like the Brute of ThirdSide, but they still held cold weapons in their hands. In terms of combat strength, they were definitely stronger!
However, they lost their rationality and rushed forward in a mess. They were like a tidal wave that was about to break through the levees of the Rhodok people!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh --"
The arrows of the Rhodok Veteran Crossbowmen and the Ravenstern Rangers were still shooting.
The waterfall-like rain of arrows had already filled the bodies of the fanatics with arrows like hedgehogs. However, they were still howling and charging forward as if they were fearless warriors who did not care about casualties at all!
The fanatics who had already strengthened their defenses in all aspects could not be treated as ordinary people at all!
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})Other than a small number of arrows that could pierce through the eye sockets, throat, knees, and other joints, their charge was still as fearsome as before.
"Fireball Spell!"
However, right behind the Rhodok people, the 120 mage apprentices of the Enfath Empire raised their magic staffs and released fireballs the size of a human head. They smashed into the group of fanatics like throwing stones.
Then, the burning fireballs seemed to shatter and burst into blazing flames that spread in all directions!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom
The fireballs exploded.
The endless flames were compressed to the extreme and then expanded rapidly.
It was like gunpowder, but the temperature was even higher than gunpowder. The high temperature of hundreds of degrees burned everything. The fanatics in the center were covered in flames and were burned into a pile of useless ashes in just a few seconds.
The fanatics who were pushed out by the blast and the flames also fell to the ground.
Many of them had their black robes lit up, like torches.
"Fireball!"
Another wave of fireballs appeared, and it continued to fly.
They were less than 50 meters away.
But this distance of 50 meters was just within the effective range of the fireballs.
A large number of explosions occurred. Every mage apprentice had three spell slots to cast the fireball spell every day. Right here, they whistled and threw all the fireballs out, blasting the group of fanatics to the side!
This was the strength of war mages. The destructive power of a short burst was far more terrifying than that of archers!
With120 mage apprentices, there 360 fireball spells could be used.
They had already caused the deaths of at least 500 fanatics!
It was obvious that a large part of the fanatics' formation at the front was destroyed. The original wave-like charging formation was now full of potholes!
