"Retreat? No, we don't need to retreat. ”

Hank Scholar was on a cane, his face wrinkled, but still calm.

His face was expressionless.

Being old does not reflect age, but also has experience far beyond ordinary people.

This was not the first time that such a terrible battle had occurred to him, not to mention that as a senior scholar of the Duchy of Lion, Hank had mastered extraordinary powers that needed to be studied and studied while studying the literature, such as spells.

"Protecting the Stone Skin."

The cane lightly clicked on the ground, and in front of Hank Scholar, the brown light spread quickly.

The Svadian infantry, who were still struggling to resist, were enveloped by this brown light, and their whole bodies seemed to be condensed with brown stones, although it was a thin layer, but they were connected into pieces but they stood like stubborn stones.

Even if someone is hit by the gnoll's mace and the stone layer on the surface is shattered, they can grit their teeth and suffer hard, instead of vomiting blood and falling to the ground as before.

Apparently Hank Scholar, the spell he cast took effect.

"This is..."

Kant's face was stunned.

Originally, I wanted to reach out and drag Hank Scholar away from here.

"This is earth-based level 1 magic, body protection stone skin."

Hank Scholar smiled slightly, with a bit of smugness in his eyes: "I have trained this spell to the expert level, which is enough to withstand 5 heavy blows from the gnolls, which is equivalent to everyone wearing fine scale armor. ”

"It's really... It's really good. Kant couldn't help but swallow and spat at the mouth.

The Svadian infantry in front of them were no longer retreating from the fierce onslaught of the gnolls, but had even gained a foothold, regrouped into defensive arrays, and continued to stab and slash with spears and scythes.

The infantry, who had stabilized the line and reorganized the phalanx of pikes, had entered into a brief stalemate with the gnolls.

This is a war of attrition.

The mill of flesh and blood, the slaughterhouse of life.

The night sky seemed to be shrouded in the bloodshed of the fighting.

As soon as either side could not bear the terrible attrition, and fear arose in their hearts, the brief stalemate would be broken, and the fearful side would be slaughtered by the victors as a result of their rout.

The fighting on the battlefield is extremely cruel.

"I didn't expect..."

Kant shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly: "Teacher Hank, you are still a mysterious mage. ”

Getting along with Hank's scholars in the academy, Kant had the impression that he was just a scholar of a very high level, but in normal times, he didn't expect that he was actually a mage.

Scholar Hank chuckled, "Although I am a senior scholar of the Academy, I am also an honorary mage of the Mage Guild. ”

"I don't understand, it's like two worlds to me."

Kant shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm surprised. ”

Although he knows the Mage Tower, he also knows about the so-called Mage Guild.

But in reality, this is only recorded in various literatures.

The Mage Tower, which is really next to the Lion Castle, is equivalent to a forbidden place for Kant, even as the young son of the Duke, he is not qualified to enter it, and it is impossible to even understand it deeply.

That's why he chose the academy instead.

"It's no secret that the Mage Guild is very strict about the selection of mages."

Scholar Hank heard the loss in Kant's words.

Moaning slightly, he still comforted: "Although mages have mastered extraordinary powers, this can only be possessed by years of research and experimentation, and if you want to become a strong person, it will take at least 30 years. ”

"30 years, that's a big price."

Kant smiled bitterly, although he coveted supernatural power, but this price was really not something he could afford.

Not to mention having a gold finger.

He doesn't have to be inferior to those extraordinary powers.

Just like the banner of [Enemy Deterrence] still held in his hand, as the battle stalemate, more and more gnolls were stabbed to death by long-handled scythes and spears, the red bottom became more and more vivid, and the golden lion became more and more majestic.

"Boom Boom Boom—"

But on the battlefield, the faint sound of thunder was transmitted.

The gnoll chieftain who was in the middle of the formation and commanded the clan to fight was also a little more shocked in his tyrannical eyes.

Not only it, but the gnolls in the rear also raised their heads.

The sound of this thunder is getting louder and louder, but the stars in the sky are bright, and there is no dark cloud at all, which makes all the jackals very puzzled, where is the rolling thunder that almost rings in their ears.

"Whew-"

There are gnolls howling in terror, which is their original language.

And all the gnolls in the rear began to stir, and even the gnolls who were still roaring in front of them, and their eyes were red and fighting towards the human troops, began to retreat, and the fierceness and cruelty in their eyes were subsiding.

The awe and fear that was spreading gradually appeared in the eyes of these gnolls.

They discovered the source of the sound.

50 heavy cavalry-like servant knights have already raised their spears and pressed over like a sea of mountains!

"It's Knight Hobson."

Hank's old face was also a little more relaxed at this time.

Smiling slightly, he turned his head to look at Kant, raised his cane and said, "Since the plan is ongoing, Baron Kant, I will release a level 2 spell later, and I will need you next." ”

"Of course." Kant nodded.

This was originally planned, but there was no Hank scholar to release the spell.

But there is no doubt that it was the spells unleashed by the Hank scholars that allowed Kant's low-level troops to successfully resist their attacks in the face of the ferocious and violent Gnoll troops, thus turning the tide of the battle.

"Venom droplets."

The staff was raised forward, and Hank's eyes flickered slightly.

Some mysterious connection was communicated, and an earthy yellow light immediately condensed, turning into a green liquid, and with the mind of the Hank scholar, it streaked through the Swadia infantry in the street who were still struggling to resist, and smashed heavily into the group of gnolls, scattering and splashing in all directions!

"Sneer, sneer—"

"Whoa—whoa—"

The green liquid stained the gnoll's body, and in an instant, it was intensely corrosive.

Smoke rose and a strong foul odor permeated, the corrosive effect of the chemical reaction between the green liquid and the flesh and fur, causing the gnolls who had been contaminated with the liquid to let out a terrible howl.

But the howl didn't last long.

After a few seconds, the intensely corrosive liquid penetrated the contaminated skin and fur, and even the entire blood vessels, even the stubborn vitality of the jackal man fell to his knees in pain coughing up blood, and his convulsions were completely lifeless.

Suddenly, in the dense army of jackals, the werewolves within a radius of more than ten meters were emptied.

"Baron Kant, don't hesitate."

Hank Scholar reached out and patted Kant on the back and said in a deep voice, "This is a good opportunity, don't waste it." ”

"Okay." Kant came back to his senses in an instant.

Holding the [Might of the Enemy] high in his hand, he directly pulled out the short sword at his waist and shouted loudly at the front: "Warriors of Swadia, advance forward and kill the enemy!" ”

"Kill!"

The few remaining Svadian recruits roared.

The peasants, who had suffered heavy casualties, also corresponded, marching frantically with their long-handled scythes held high.

A surge of courage burst through their hearts.

Even on the rooftops, the militiamen, who were already fighting with the gnolls with their fighting hoes and fan shields, roared angrily, bursting out with hatred for the death of their comrades.

The troops, which were already less than 100 men, were like completely forgotten death.

In the midst of Kant's order, he roared and raised his weapons forward, and he brutally defeated the gnolls who rushed into the streets, and even killed these primitive races with fearful faces!

[Threat of Fear] effect activates at the same time:

Effect (3) Enemy forces will be more likely to break up due to cowardice.

Effect (4): Killing enemies on the battlefield will additionally boost your morale.

When morale rises.

When the situation is in the ascendancy.

Even a coward can become a howling butcher!

Even ordinary peasants have become Swadia warriors who dare to fight forward!

"Long live Svadia!"

"Long live Lord Kant!"

The eight remaining Swadian recruits were armed with hatchets.

The 19 remaining militiamen wielded fighting hoes.

The remaining 53 peasants were also chopping with scythes.

As if they were crazy, they rushed forward viciously, killing all the gnolls at the entrance of the street, even if they lost themselves, and they had to kill all these gnolls out of their villages.

"Roar—"

The gnoll chieftain in chain mail howls in rage.

However, it was once extremely authoritative, but now it was unable to restrain the panic that had been shaken and even spread to the entire army, and the troops began to flee.

Most notably, the part of the front line that has been in contact with the human forces has begun to retreat after being killed.

And the sides.

Hundreds of gnolls widened their eyes in horror, and they were staring in panic a hundred meters ahead, a group of heavy cavalry was charging, and the target was them.

In the darkness of the night, the dust raised seemed to obscure the sky.

The horse's hooves pounded heavily on the ground, and the loud tremors and thunderous sounds made the gnolls almost untenable.

Ten years ago, fears of human heavy cavalry came to their minds.

A massive rout began.