As time passed, the two sides' central armies had been locked in a stalemate for nearly twenty minutes, and there was still no clear victor.
The Golden Lion Guard possessed astonishing combat power, but the enemy's Temple Warriors were also formidable. Although they were no match for the Golden Lion Guard one-on-one, with the support of other light infantry, they could still keep the Golden Lion Guard occupied for a long time.
There was nothing particularly interesting about the battle between the two sides' Spearmen. They merely thrust their spears back and forth. The exchanges had little entertainment value, and were nowhere near as spectacular as the sweeping clashes between the Golden Lion Guard and the Temple Warriors.
However, although the battle between the two sides' heavy infantry was exciting to watch, it was not the key to this war.
The two sides' Spearmen stood more than three meters apart, leaving no room for close combat. Within that three-meter distance, the Golden Lion Guard and the Temple Warriors fought fiercely, their bodies screaming as they slaughtered one another.
Yet no matter how hard they fought, the results they achieved ultimately paled beside those of the Spearmen.
Although the battle between the Spearmen seemed monotonous and dull, it was filled with the stench of blood.
When faced with three or four spears, or even seven or eight, not even troops equipped as well as the Morland Soldiers could avoid death.
The Holy War Army was even more so. Their fighting style was very similar to Reiner's army's. The two sides were like two flesh-and-blood millstones grinding against each other, with fallen bodies strewn across the ground.
Although the battle between the heavy infantry looked brutal, the thick armor and powerful bodies of both sides meant that relatively few people died on