Ambush, the Retreating Frontline!

It was the morning of the third day.

At this moment.

At the very front of the main battlefield.

An infantry square composed entirely of Turtlemen was firmly pinned to a hillside ahead.

The Turtlemen infantry's tower shields and long spears formed the most defensive infantry formation among the beastmen.

If they activated their Legion Skill.

Even the Golden Legion would have difficulty breaking them in a short time.

At this moment, although this Turtlemen formation had not activated its strongest defensive Legion Skill.

Relying on their innate abilities and resolute will.

After enduring a night of attacks.

They had still held the hill securely.

Around the Turtlemen formation.

The wolf riders and Heavy Cavalry who had originally guarded the flanks.

Had already been completely wiped out.

And now.

That meant the Turtlemen infantry had no allies left.

Both their flanks had been completely surrounded by the New World Alliance's main force.

But even at this point.

The Turtlemen Infantry Legion still had not collapsed.

Within the formation.

Some low-ranking Turtlemen officers began organizing a breakout.

"Raise your spears!"

"Cover the retreat!"

The Turtlemen infantry began withdrawing in batches.

But how could the New World Alliance's Golden Cavalry Legion, circling on both sides, let them leave so easily?

These bloodthirsty cavalrymen.

Like vultures, they stared fixedly at the slowly retreating Turtlemen infantry.

They were simply waiting for the chance to attack and slaughter them all.

The Turtlemen infantry retreated steadily.

Their formation moved.

But the layers upon layers of spear formations did not waver in the slightest.

When the enemy charged.

They would inevitably be stabbed full of holes by the dense spears.

That was also why the Turtlemen made the New World Alliance's Golden Cavalry wary.

The New World Alliance's Golden Cavalry, which already had victory in hand.

Did