Fierce Battle in the Breeze

"The wind is picking up."

Shen Mu stood on the balcony, slowly extending his hand, letting the breeze coming from behind brush against his palm.

Brought by that cool breeze was a special scent of wheat.

It belonged to the Suno Plain, where the vast, endless fields of wheat were now ripening and waiting to be harvested. The refreshing breeze carrying the scent of wheat, blowing across those fields, just happened to sweep over this apartment!

Or rather, it swept over the area within the influence of Shen Mu's Swadian Stronghold.

This also included the heads of the 45 Swadian Footmen who had reformed into a Pike Square in front of the castle gate and were now facing the enemy head-on.

It brought not only the coolness of the breeze and the familiar scent of wheat from the Suno Plain.

But also a surge of morale from within their chests!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

A unified roar of killing erupted.

These 45 Swadian Footmen, Tier 4 units, all stood in place, pointing their excellent infantry spears at the approaching Pigmen, and began to stab like waves!

Paired with their thick Fan Shields, they instantly transformed into the most solid reefs, standing unmoving in the 10-meter-wide Central Long Corridor!

"Oink oink!"

For the surging Pigmen charging forward, these Swadian Footmen, transformed into reefs, were truly excessively sturdy.

The three-meter-long spears seemed to turn into a giant steel thicket in front of them.

And they were stabbing in rapid succession, retracting and extending like venomous snakes.

This caused the Pigmen in the front row to instinctively stop their charge.

They held their Flail Hammers high.

The previously excited pig faces now showed hesitation and fear.

They weren't stupid.

They had seen such Pike Squares and Spear Phalanxes among the Human Race's troops back when the Spiritual Realm hadn't shattered.

If they charged in, they probably wouldn't be able to swing their Flail Hammers more than a few times.

Several bloody holes would appear on their bodies!

Although they were all wearing Leather Armor.

But the Leather Armor only covered the torso areas like the chest and abdomen.

Their faces, necks, arms, and legs were still unprotected by Leather Armor.

What if those Human Race spearmen gave a fierce thrust at these unprotected areas? Wouldn't they die miserably here, saying a complete farewell to their good lives?!

"Oink! Can't charge! Stop!"

So, some of the Pigmen in the front row wanted to stop their approaching steps with all their might.

Looking at the spears that were already close at hand, and the sharp spearheads and tips, the pig faces now showed little arrogance and ferocity, but rather fear.

"Oink! Stop! Oink! Don't rush!"

Even more Pigmen cursed at their fellow tribesmen behind them out of fear.

Because they couldn't stop.

More and more Pigmen squeezed into this narrow corridor from behind, only knowing that a fierce battle was about to take place, and that all the Human Race had to be killed.

So, all they thought about was the tender flesh of the Human Race, and the wonderful brain matter mixed with blood.

Their mouths watered with greed, dripping from the corners of their mouths onto the Leather Armor of their fat bellies.

They were starving!

Therefore, they couldn't see that as they excitedly crowded forward, some impatiently pushing, the Pigmen in front, even if they wanted to push back with their hooves, were getting closer and closer to the Human Race's Pike Square due to the force of the forward squeeze, watching the spear tips get bigger and bigger!

Then, under the excited gaze and clenched teeth of these Swadian Footmen, they completely entered the attack range of the Pike Square.

Puff puff puff puff!

Then came the sharp spears, stabbing one after another, continuously!

The spears, meticulously forged by the town blacksmiths of the Kingdom of Swadia, now displayed the professionalism and quality that were added during their careful crafting.

They were wielded by the Swadian Footmen, who had experienced bloody battles on Calradia and whose strength had been trained to be powerful.

Their use of polearms had reached a level of proficiency where they could truly stab wherever they wanted!

In an instant.

These tricky spearheads either pierced the necks of these Pigmen or directly stabbed into their faces.

The spears following behind were aimed at the arms and legs exposed outside the Leather Armor.

"Ow ow ow ow!"

This directly caused the Pigmen who had squeezed into the front row to let out painful wails.

And before these Pigmen could fall due to the instant heavy injuries, they had just revealed a weakness, wildly swinging their Flail Hammers due to the pain, trying to knock away the stabbing spears.

These fourth-tier, elite Swadian Footmen, their eyes lit up.

The power from their waists instantly transferred to their arms.

Cooperating with the opportunities their eyes spotted.

Puff!

With just one spear thrust.

In an instant, as a Pigman let out a howl from its mouth wide open in pain, the spearhead was thrust into its throat, and then, from the back of its head, it pierced through and out, bringing with it some substance like white tofu!

This was not an isolated case.

Within the short tens of seconds of contact between the two sides, over a dozen Pigmen collapsed to the ground.

The smell of blood began to permeate.

As the breeze from the Suno Plain swept through, it began to blow throughout the entire corridor.

This further stimulated the Pigmen, who, smelling the rich scent of blood, pushed forward even more frantically, howling in anger from behind, as if upset about missing out on the upcoming human flesh feast.

This happened to push the Pigmen in the front, who had become the new first row, back in front of the Pike Square, becoming new Pigman meat on the chopping block!

Swadian Footmen were already the main infantry force of the Kingdom of Swadia.

Let alone the stronger fourth-tier Swadian Footmen?!

Perhaps in field battles or sieges, these Swadian Footmen were not as defensively strong as Rhodok Veteran Spearmen of the same level, not as capable of fighting and tanking as Vaegir Footmen of the same level using battle axes and spear shields, even less comparable to Nord Warriors, who were arguably the strongest infantry in terms of attack power, and not as cost-effective as Sarranid Footmen.

However, in a narrow environment, in a confined space, these Swadian Footmen, who possessed the best armor and polearms of their level...

Were truly extremely qualified, line-holding heavy infantry capable of resisting the enemy's continuous and surging attacks!

If it were the conventional tactics of the Kingdom of Swadia.

Now, it would be time for the Swadian Heavy Cavalry units to begin, with some attacking the enemy's Ranged Shooters, and others, like a giant hammer, charging at the enemies held in place by the infantry units, completely breaking the enemy's line.

However, now, in the confined space of this apartment building, Swadian Heavy Cavalry were not the main characters.

Because the ones about to appear were on the Balcony, in the Tower, already prepared.

All of them, holding War Crossbows and Light Crossbows, peering out through the Firing Ports, watching the hundreds of Pigmen surging forward like a tide, their fingers on the triggers – it was time for these Ranged Crossbowmen to perform!

"All units! Free fire!"

Shen Mu said in a deep voice.