Summoning Total War

Chapter 94: Chief Priest of the God of War (Part 2)

From the time the Jackal cavalry charged into the battle to the end of the battle, it only lasted less than twenty minutes.

In addition to the heavy casualties in the first wave of contact with the Greek heavy infantry, after a phalanx of spears was formed behind them, the defense line was stabilized with the support of the Spartan heavy-armed fanatical infantry. The heavy casualties in the later stages were those who were forced to jump off their mounts. The gnoll cavalry fought on foot. In fact, according to the fighting style of the Jackal Cavalry, they should evacuate at this time.

But what makes them unable to evacuate is.

The high-level gnoll leader has been suppressed by the attack of the chief priest of the God of War, and has no way to withdraw from the battlefield.

Jackals are a race with highly centralized power. In a clan-based tribe, the leader with strong fighting ability is the absolute commander and has absolute power unless it is replaced by another more powerful individual. But what is special is that the jackals at all levels below the leader are a complete mess. They speak by their strength. Whichever one has a strong body and a big fist will have a higher status in the clan.

This resulted in the middle and lower levels within the Jackal being a mess!

In previous battles with humans, the human army would often collapse as soon as these elite jackal cavalry charged. Moreover, those human city-state soldiers who used square shields and daggers as their fighting method, mainly to defend against the elves, had little resistance when facing these wolf cavalry, which far exceeded the combat power of heavy cavalry. It is precisely because of this that they forced the charge after seeing the large number of Murphy's troops!

In the past, even if there were a large number of enemies, the high-level jackal leader, who was three meters tall, covered in armor, had keen skills and amazing combat power, could charge out on his own. Therefore, it will lead the charge! In fact, without the Spartan conquerors and chief priests, it would be really difficult to keep this high-level gnoll leader who is fully armored and holding a giant axe. But everything changed after the appearance of the chief priests and the Spartan conquerors.

As the high-level gnolls broke into the formation one by one, they were jointly killed by the Spartan conquerors.

The adult male jackals on the first step who were stalemate with the Greek infantry were also becoming increasingly demoralized. The distance between the two was less than fifty meters, but under the thick mountain-like spear phalanx of the Greek heavy infantry, they were unable to break through at all. You can only watch helplessly as the elite among the elite, the souls of the Gnoll race, and their companions called advanced Gnolls are killed one by one by the Spartan conquerors!

These ordinary wolf cavalry, which were rapidly reduced under the attack of the Greek hoplites who formed a spear formation and cooperated with each other tacitly, faced a choice.

That is to keep fighting.

It's better to abandon the high-ranking gnoll leader and retreat now!

Finally, the desire for survival defeated the will, and some of the gnoll cavalry began to collapse.

However, there is another group of high-level gnolls who were included in the Kazat tribe who did not retreat. They are relatively weak among the high-level gnolls. They cannot reach a height of 2.4 meters or even 3 meters, but they are taller than ordinary gnolls. Be smart. Because the high-level gnoll leader had not yet died in the battle, they were still persisting, concentrating their efforts on trying to break through the Greek spear phalanx.

However, they faced the Spartan heavy-armed fanatical infantry who had performed divine grace rituals.

Time and time again, their attacks were blocked, leaving dozens of corpses on the ground.

Eventually, the remaining gnolls also wavered. Because there are many more enemies, far more than them.

If the previous battle was to defeat these humans, then the subsequent battle was to break through the defensive line and rescue the high-level jackal leader of the wolf cavalry unit.

However, the Chief Priest of the God of War quickly ended their last thoughts.

This man with muscles that looked like steel, used the broken serrated blade to cut off the head of the high-ranking gnoll leader.

When the head was cut off, the blood spurted out from the corpse was four meters high!

It was like a fountain all around, with countless drops of scarlet blood spilled. Looking at the completely defeated Jackal cavalry, Murphy stretched out his tongue and licked the blood that fell at the corner of his mouth. It was slightly fishy and bitter.

An attendant of the general's guard stood on his right, currently bandaging Murphy's wound with silk cloth.

In the previous battle, although the general's guards protected him, Murphy was still bitten by a warg during the battle. He bit down on his right arm, biting off half of the flesh through the armor. If he hadn't been wearing armor, he might have been bitten off an arm.

The archers on the second step rushed up, drew their short swords and began to clean up the gnolls and wargs who had not yet died. And he lifted up the seriously injured Greek heavy infantry and moved it to the rear of the line. The medical officers and priests accompanying the army are using holy water to treat them. As long as they are not killed on the spot, the holy water is very likely to save them. The militiamen began to collect the trophies. Under the arrangement of the medical officer, a part of the reserve team slit the throats of the wargs to bleed them, then filled them in kettles and sent them to the wounded.

In the age of cold weapons, excessive blood loss in battle was very common.

Even with the powerful healing effects of holy water, soldiers still need to consume a lot of influence to restore their physical strength.

At this time, there is only one choice, either eat meat or drink blood.

One thing that must be mentioned is that drinking the hot and fishy horse blood, which feels like burning in the throat, has a certain life-threatening effect.

The same goes for wolf blood.

At some point, Mrs. Elizabeth came to his side. The woman's eyes were slightly red, and she stared at Murphy blankly. After watching for a long time, she seemed dissatisfied with the general's guard attendant's clumsy way of bandaging Murphy. She pushed the attendant away, tore off a white strip of cloth from the shirt inside the armor and carefully bandaged his wound.

General Leo Dallie's injury was more serious than Murphy's.

While blocking with his shield, he was hit hard on the chest and several ribs were broken. Holy water alone was of no use, and the priests had to help him reattach the ribs. On top of that, a swing of a giant ax accidentally chipped away the little finger of his left hand. This rock-solid man found his pinky finger after the battle.

He opened his mouth and ate it.

An attendant from the general's guard quickly came to Murphy with a bowl of freshly released wolf blood.

He reached out and took it, pouring it into his mouth in large gulps.

It's scalding hot and tastes very bad, with a hint of fishy odor that makes you feel sick.

Despite this, Murphy still drank a large bowl full of wolf blood. As the wolf's blood entered his body for digestion, Murphy suddenly felt a heat emanating from his stomach, and his whole body felt warm.

Looking around, Murphy's eyes slowly froze when he fell on the corpses of the dead Greek hoplites on the first front.

He was silent for a while.

Then he pointed his sword at the warg corpse on the ground and said word by word: "Tonight, stew wolf meat!"