Normally speaking, once the battle devolved into a melee, the entire combat environment would clearly favor the Goblin Wolf Cavalry.
Unfortunately, the suppression from the earlier long-range firepower had been far too fierce, leaving them with devastating losses at this stage.
The subsequent sniping by the airborne forces was not too bad. Although their attacks were accurate, their numbers were limited, so the casualties were not severe.
However, the several charges launched by the Centaur cavalry and Elf Knights that caught up afterward had added yet another tally to their casualties.
The melee had not even begun, yet the Goblin Wolf Cavalry had already been battered again and again, leaving their morale at rock bottom. Now, how much fighting spirit could any of them have left? They only wanted to flee for their lives!
Faced with this situation, Shilke and Diak had never expected to wipe out the enemy in one fell swoop. Given the way they were fleeing, a total annihilation was clearly unrealistic. They could only kill as many as possible, reduce the enemy's strength, and expand their own gains.
Among the many cavalry forces, the Goblin Wolf Cavalry's physical attributes were on the weaker side. They lacked the hard power for direct combat, and their entire fighting style belonged to the nimble, swift school of technique.
Once such a style lost its order, its combat power would plummet straight to rock bottom.
The Goblin Wolf Cavalry at this moment was a perfect example. Under the Centaur cavalry and Elf Knights' frenzied slaughter, they could barely put up any resistance.
Amid the melee, the Wolf Cavalry officer's face was grim.
The Emperor had not been in a good mood lately. After losing so many subordinates, if he fled back in such a sorry state, he would probably have