A Monster Army That Couldn't Distinguish Friend from Foe
"Mage! Thor! Do something!" he roared at the equally disheveled Sorcerer Thor beside him.
The Sorcerer Thor's face was terribly grim; the enemy mage's sudden attack had completely disrupted his plans.
He gritted his teeth, quickly formed hand seals, and chanted incantations, once again activating the evil Skull Artifact!
Buzz!
An even more intense and nauseatingly sinister energy wave spread out from him!
The air seemed to echo with the wails of countless wronged souls!
The magical flames that were raging across the soldiers seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, flickering a few times before quickly extinguishing!
However, the price Sorcerer Thor paid was clearly high; he groaned, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
But he paid no heed to any of that, continuing his hoarse chanting, directing the spell towards the distance!
"Awaken, my servant! Devour everything!"
As he finished his final incantation, the army of magical creatures, temporarily confined in the valley, seemed to receive some kind of violent command at the same time, instantly waking up from their dazed state and letting out a deafening roar!
They broke free of the fragile fence and charged madly toward the camp! The earth trembled slightly at their charge!
Thor had no choice but to use this last trump card! If he didn't, he would be the first to die in the chaos of battle!
Just then, Lyon's cavalry vanguard, using the chaos created by the Fireball Spell, finally broke through the Sauron's broken defenses, and their blades were aimed directly at Hermod was right in front of them!
Hermod could even see the ferocious face and gleaming blade of the Gorse Knights charging at the forefront! The aura of death was palpable!
At this extremely critical moment!
"Awooo!!!"
"Squeak squeak squeak!!!"
"Hehehe!"
A terrifying roar grew louder as it approached!
The massive, dark army of magical creatures has finally arrived!
They made no distinction between friend and foe, and pounced on all living things on the battlefield like hungry beasts!
The first to be hit was Lyon's cavalry flank!
Goblins, Kobold, ghouls... instantly caused considerable trouble and casualties to the charging cavalry, halting their momentum!
Hermod, still reeling from the shock, gasped for breath as he watched the Magic Creature army blocking the Goldfinch Cavalry with their bodies, feeling utterly exhausted from escaping death.
"Commander! Run!" Unag grabbed his arm and shouted anxiously, "These monsters won't last much longer! And they can't distinguish friend from foe! We must retreat immediately, gather our remaining troops, and reorganize our defenses! You must stay alive to command the overall situation!"
Hermod snapped back to reality, realizing the situation remained extremely dangerous.
With the help of Unag and several of his personal guards, he quickly prepared to retreat to a relatively safe area behind the camp.
However, when he looked back at the entire battlefield, the scene before him almost drove him to utter despair!
The Sauron infantry phalanx, which had barely managed to stabilize its position thanks to the desperate efforts of its junior officers, was now being attacked even more fiercely and relentlessly from behind!
The attackers were none other than the army of magical creatures that the Sorcerer Thor had just summoned—the very creatures that were supposed to be "reinforcements"!
These mindless monsters couldn't distinguish between the Goldspur and the Sauron!
In their simple minds, all the "flesh and blood" gathered together, radiating life, are food and targets for attack!
Without hesitation, they pounced on the Sauron infantry groups that had their backs to them and were focused on fighting the cavalry in front of them!
"Ah! Behind me! There's a monster behind me!"
"These beasts! Why are they attacking us?!"
"Sorcerer Thor! Quickly control them!"
Screams and curses erupted from the rear of the Sauron Army in an instant!
The already crumbling defensive line completely collapsed under the attack from both the front and the rear!
The soldiers were trapped in a desperate situation of mutual destruction and fighting each other alone!
"Thor! What... what's going on?!" Hermod's eyes widened in fury as he glared angrily at the mage beside him.
Sweating profusely and pale-faced, the Sorcerer Thor struggled to maintain his spell, hissing, "This is the necessary... price! Controlling these magical creations... it's impossible to be completely precise... Let's go! We've already lost! If we don't leave now, it's all over!"
Hermod looked at the hellish scene before him and felt utterly hopeless.
He knew that Saul was telling the truth.
In this night raid, they lost completely, utterly and utterly!
The only thing we can do now is to gather as many remaining soldiers as possible and save their lives.
Without further hesitation, he fled for his life towards the rear of the camp under the protection of Unag and his personal guards.
Just as they were fleeing in panic, trying to cross a relatively open area!
Whoosh!
A chilling ray of light, as silent as a venomous snake, shot in from the side!
"Watch out!" A loyal bodyguard instinctively stepped aside to shield Hermod.
Puff!
The Ice Ray struck his legs precisely!
"Ugh!" The guard let out a shrill scream as his legs, from the knees down, were instantly covered with a layer of cold, blue ice!
He froze in his running position, then fell heavily forward, crashing to the ground with a dull thud.
He tried to crawl on his arms, but the ice spread rapidly upwards, and soon he lost all ability to move, leaving only desperate groans.
Hermod and Unag were terrified and didn't even have the courage to look back, so they ran forward even faster!
Konrad ignored the two fleeing Sauron Army; his gaze was fixed on his true target from the very beginning.
The source of that intense, dark Magic Power was the sorcerer Sauron!
Thor clearly sensed Konrad's undisguised and powerful mental lock.
Knowing he had no hope of escaping, he stopped in his tracks, turned around abruptly, and revealed a ferocious and resolute expression on his wrinkled face.
He gripped the Skull Artifact, which was radiating an eerie energy, tightly with both hands, and rapidly chanted obscure and difficult-to-understand incantations!
"In the name of the Lord of the Abyss, awaken my slumbering servants! Tear my enemies apart!"
As he chanted hoarsely, a blinding blood-red light burst forth from the skull's eye sockets.
A more violent mental command forcefully superseded the previously issued "indiscriminate attack" order.
In an instant, the goblins, Kobold, and ghouls that were frantically attacking all living things on the battlefield froze in their tracks, then let out even more frenzied roars, abandoning their immediate targets.
They turned around and charged like madmen toward the small hill where Konrad, Lina, and Morian were!
A dark mass, numbering in the hundreds or thousands!