Moreover, fear and bloodshed—human weaknesses—had long since become distant memories to the Fear Knights.
They would not tremble at gunfire, nor would they fall from pain, for what flowed through their bodies was Death Mana that would never run dry.
Faced with Fear Knights charging straight at them through machine-gun fire and rocket bombardments, the private soldiers operating the machine guns felt profound terror rising in their hearts.
Especially after discovering that even the Rocket-propelled Grenades fired from their Rocket Launchers could not kill these horrific monsters, the terror in the hearts of these elite thugs raised by the powerful became even harder to suppress.
If the officers supervising the battle had not accumulated enough authority over the years, they would likely have already thrown down their weapons, abandoned their positions, and fled in panic.
Private military units were, after all, not regular armies.
Perhaps in small-scale battles, they could gain an advantage through superior weapons, equipment, and training.
But on a truly large-scale battlefield, private soldiers were often far less capable of enduring pressure than regular troops.
Back to the point, thanks to the officers' intimidation, the private soldiers operating the machine guns and Rocket Launchers barely held their positions before the Fear Knights broke through their defenses, rather than fleeing outright.
However, that also doomed their final chance of survival.
Once their hastily constructed defensive line was breached, how could two-legged humans possibly escape the pursuit of four-legged Fear Knights?
Even ordinary cavalry could easily hunt down two-legged infantry after a battle ended.
Not to mention Fear Knights, powerful Undead troops that had returned from death through the power of necromancy.
As Undead, Fear Knights never tired;
as troops, they carried out an undead wizard's orders without fail;
and as the most powerful Mid-tier Undead troops, their individual