Green Monster Epic

"Order the entire army to charge!!!"

Aaron, the Kobold commander who had been waiting for this moment, excitedly shouted loudly. As his order was issued, the war drums and ox horns in the rear of the central army immediately emitted a melodious and inspiring battle tune, echoing for more than ten miles around.

At the same time, the Centaur Legion, which had been waiting in full force, finally began to advance slowly, their speed increasing rapidly. They soon surpassed the leading troops of the Wilderness Allied Forces, taking the lead in launching an attack towards the breach in the northern city wall.

Behind them, the Wilderness Spellcaster Legion chanted incantations. Taking advantage of the temporary absence of human spellcaster legions in the northern city wall area, a powerful earth-based magic spell floated towards the moat that had reappeared in front of them. The earth began to wriggle and rise, quickly cutting off the moat and bridging the height difference of the dilapidated city wall. An unnatural gentle slope was thus formed.

Along the gentle slope, the centaur cavalry easily climbed the remaining three or four meters of the broken wall without any effort, and then directly charged into the royal capital without looking back.

"Block the gap!"

"We must not let these barbaric fellows kill their way into the city! Our relatives live inside! Are you willing to see them perish at the hands of these brutal fellows?"

The siege had lasted from dawn till dusk, but the humans had never imagined that their confident royal capital defenses would be breached by the wilderness barbarians they looked down upon in less than two days.

Seeing the appearance of this gap, all the human generals and powerhouses changed their expressions. Even Bishop Makaroff, who had taken the initiative to open the temple's domain, was now filled with regret. Perhaps he really shouldn't have opened the Radiant Domain. Maybe the Bone Giant wouldn't have broken through the northern city defenses so easily!

Marshal Planck was now suspended in the air above the northern city, shouting hoarsely. With his shouts, teams of human warriors slid down from the high walls, trying to reorganize their formations on the curved broken wall and block the wilderness army below the broken city.

Planck also personally entered the fray, his knight's domain unfolding directly. However, their grand formation had not yet completely stabilized when another ogre squad roared up. Leading them was the ogre commander Yellen, wielding a huge spiked club, which he swung at Planck, the legendary knight, from afar.

Bang!!

Even as a legendary powerhouse, facing the full blow of an ogre warrior who had not yet reached the legendary level was really a bit much to bear. The tiger's mouth felt a tearing pain, and he almost lost his weapon in the clash just now.

However, the warriors around Planck were not so lucky. Although the pressure on the front-line warriors was shared by all the warriors after the knight's domain was unfolded, the major injuries on their bodies could not be shared. Under the absolute suppression of strength, they were cut down and dismembered in one move, even with the blessing of the domain, they were powerless.

Fortunately, the power of the Radiant Domain was still there. Although the seriously injured human soldiers lost their combat effectiveness, they would not lose their lives. However, as more wilderness warriors pounced over, unless they were lucky enough to retreat in time, the other human soldiers who fell to the ground or failed to dodge were quickly submerged in the wilderness warriors' charge.

Relying on a legendary powerhouse to block the army's charge was just a drop in the bucket, and it couldn't play much of a role at all. Even if human warriors continued to jump down from the city wall to reinforce, they were just sending themselves to their deaths in the face of the well-prepared wilderness legion warriors who launched their charge in formation.

After several efforts ultimately failed, Planck knew that it was impossible to block the gap. After resolutely giving up this plan, he swung the greatsword in his hand in a wide sweep, clearing a small space before leaping back into the air.

"Abandon the broken wall!!"

"All the remaining troops in the northern city, listen up!! Gather in the Lakeside Garden in the city!!"

While issuing orders to the officers on the city wall, Planck flew towards the inner city. Fortunately, King Johnson was timid and conservative, and had transferred most of the troops to the city. However, the city wall couldn't actually accommodate so many troops, so there were still many reserve troops stationed in the city. Planck wasn't without a chance to contain the wilderness army's actions in the city.

It was just that the ordinary people near the northern city who didn't have time to evacuate were probably going to suffer. He didn't know how many people would be killed or injured!

Planck didn't have time to consider these things. He was more worried that King Johnson in the inner city would be hit by this blow and then make an irrational choice, ruining a situation that wasn't irretrievable.

The human generals defending the city had already begun to gather and prepare for battle. When Planck arrived, the first ten thousand-strong legion began to advance along the main road of the northern city and engaged the vanguard of the Centaur Legion.

More human reserve troops were rushing over from all over the royal city, which made Planck breathe a sigh of relief. However, when he looked back at the wilderness legion constantly crossing over the broken wall, a layer of gloom reappeared on his face.

The wilderness army's actions were swift and decisive, not like a probing attack, but like entire legions being thrown in, as if they hadn't left themselves a retreat or a central army reserve.

Looking at the human side's layout, there were considerable troops stationed on the east and west cities, fighting against the wilderness legions that were containing them. Even if they wanted to withdraw some troops to reinforce the northern city at this time, it wouldn't take too short a time.

Unless…

As soon as this thought arose in his mind, Planck rationally suppressed it. The current situation hadn't reached the worst point yet. Even giving up a part of the northern city was better than the entire outer city falling.

The scale of the Centaur Legion pouring into Newen City exceeded twenty thousand. The next batch of legions would have to wait until the wilderness main infantry corps had passed through the gap before they could pass through again.

The centaur army that had entered the city had now turned into sharp arrows, constantly approaching the central area of the royal capital. The human army encountered along the way had almost no ability to contend against the centaur cavalry, which had a strong impact but didn't need as much space as ordinary cavalry.

The various simple defensive offensives and infantry lines that were temporarily constructed didn't even play the slightest role in hindering them. They turned into ruins in the centaur's unreduced charge, leaving behind a pile of corpses.

The wilderness infantry that followed closely began to spread out horizontally, eliminating any resistance they could see in the northern city. As the northern city gate area was occupied by the infantry, the huge and heavy gate slowly opened, and the suspended drawbridge slowly fell, connecting the outside of the city. More wilderness warriors and centaur warriors poured in from the city gate, joining the slaughter of the Rose Principality's royal city.

The alleyways within human cities were intricate and complex. This might pose a challenge for ordinary cavalry, but for the centaur warriors, who possessed the speed of mounts and even greater agility, the complex environment posed no obstacle to their charge.

The humans' well-trained army, with its organized formations, changes, and reactions, was ultimately outmatched. Under the centaur cavalry's brute-force assault, hardly any human positions could hold.

The centaurs tore open a breach, and the ogre legions, leading the charge of the wilderness warriors, savagely pounced, engulfing the remaining human forces.

When the ten-thousand-strong human legion arrived at the battlefield and formed a defensive line at a crossroads in the north city, the charging centaur vanguard suddenly halted. Some leaped onto the rooftops of buildings lining the streets, while others darted through side alleys, abandoning their initial advantage.

With ground shaking, the wilderness warriors, lagging several hundred meters behind the cavalry, arrived minutes later, just in time for the centaur cavalry on the rooftops to transform into mid-range ranger units, hurling heavy javelins and spears.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

"Aaaah!!"

The human lines were thrown into disarray. Just as the officers were shouting orders to reform the ranks, the heavily armored ogre infantry charged into their midst.

A fierce melee erupted, with blood and flesh flying in the narrow crossroads. The javelins hurled by the centaur rangers overhead fell like venomous snakes in the night, always striking when the human soldiers were most engaged, leaving them struggling to cope.

"It's done!!"

As the allied forces' war drums and horns sounded, Allen, who had been entangled in battle with a human demigod, two legendary figures, and a diamond golem, couldn't help but cheer inwardly.

This strategic design was the culmination of a month-long collaboration between dozens of wilderness and centaur strategists and commanders. After observing the arrogance and conservative strategic deployments of the human high command in several major battles at border castles and the Ceris Fortress, Allen, Achmad, and the others decided to gamble on a grand scheme.

The drow, originally just ordinary spellcasters, ultimately became a crucial trump card for the legion. Especially after the allied forces breached the Ceris Fortress and acquired a large number of human prisoners, their potential role became even more significant.

The apparent use of human prisoners as cannon fodder to fill the moat was merely a smokescreen. In reality, it provided the drow with a vast supply of materials for their dark divine arts. By using human soldiers to slaughter human prisoners, they not only obtained corpse materials and accumulated the power of death but also eroded the human soldiers' fighting spirit and their belief in justice and light.

The feigned attempts by Kheron's incarnation and Allen to breach the east and west walls, along with the siege by half of the wilderness legion, were merely intended to draw away the human legion's spellcaster squads, divine art groups, and powerful figures, buying time and creating an opportunity for the final assault on the north city.

After all, before the power of death had fully gathered, the human spellcasters' magic and the divine art groups' purification techniques could effectively suppress the drow's dark divine arts, greatly reducing the power of the bone giants.

The capabilities of the human temples had long been factored into the wilderness sages' plans. If the humans didn't deploy their domain powers to defend the city, the bone giants' destructive power, far surpassing that of ordinary siege weaponry, would be enough to give them a headache.

Especially with the north city's defending soldiers' morale already severely damaged, the bone giants' inherent negative energy field and magic would cause most human soldiers to collapse, go mad, and engage in self-destruction. The resulting losses would further nourish the bone giants, making them even stronger.

Therefore, Macarro's decision to activate the Light Domain, purify the power of death, and resist the bone giants was not a mistake. However, the human bishop forgot that the destructive force of the annihilation effect caused by the collision of light and darkness was precisely what the wilderness side needed.

If they could capture and destroy the Rose Duchy's capital before the human allied forces arrived, or even better, capture King Johnson alive, then the wilderness allied forces' gains from this campaign would exceed their initial plans.

What could be more demoralizing to the humans than the destruction of a kingdom's capital and the capture of a human king!

At that time, the human alliance's offensive against the orcs would inevitably be delayed, and the wilderness's second legion, gathering its forces on the grasslands, would be able to resist any possible human retaliation. At least, from the wilderness's perspective, they would have successfully achieved their goals.

On the west city wall, the human resistance was clearly waning. Even the human powerhouses entangled with Allen had weakened their attacks and were constantly peering into the city.

Clang!

Seizing the opportunity, Allen knocked back the human demigod paladin with a single sword strike. Evading a human legendary figure's attack with his Smoke Wave Step, he raised his heavy sword and thrust it towards the heart of the diamond golem on his left, the most heavily armored but slowest-moving of the three.

Crack!!

The golden light on the heavy sword coalesced at the tip, the scorching heat comparable to the sun's rays. It struck the diamond golem's chest, and the crystalline diamond, once so radiant, became incredibly fragile and was instantly pierced by the heavy sword.

The golem's most vital core energy source was also destroyed in this strike. Deprived of its power source, the golem completely turned into a pile of glittering junk, crashing down from the sky and landing in a battlefield somewhere in the west city.

Allen glanced at the location where the golem had fallen before once again plunging into the battle with the three human powerhouses. However, with the absence of the strongest shield, none of the other human powerhouses could withstand Allen's frontal attacks in the struggle, and the battle situation gradually shifted in Allen's favor.

On the east city, Kheron's incarnation was even more at ease. The golden snake lightning in his hand transformed into throwing spears and swept across as a long spear, forcing the opposing earth mages to retreat continuously. He even had the leisure to occasionally stab the city wall, leaving a dense array of spear holes.

However, Kheron also had his concerns. To avoid being locked onto and expelled by the will of Faerûn, he had been suppressing his power. Otherwise, these few powerhouses, none of whom had even reached the Saint level, would have been dealt with long ago.

After all, it was rare for Kheron's consciousness to descend into the material plane, consuming a centaur incarnation that had been painstakingly cultivated. If he were to be expelled simply for capturing a city, it would be a great waste.

Wandering in the east city's sky, overlooking the increasingly loud sounds of slaughter approaching in the north city, a rare trace of satisfaction appeared on Kheron's face.