On the battlefield's two flanks, the scene was entirely different.
Thousands of Centaur warriors galloped across the plain on four hooves, kicking up billowing dust.
They did not charge into the Demon Clan's formation. They simply raced along either side, keeping a distance that left them out of reach but impossible to shake off.
Each Centaur carried two large burlap sacks on his back, stuffed with Firecracker Hand Grenades.
As one Centaur warrior galloped, his upper body remained perfectly still.
He reached out with a long arm, grabbed a Hand Grenade from a sack, then twisted hard at the waist and hurled it with all his strength.
Whoosh-
The heavy Firecracker flew over two hundred meters like an Artillery Shell.
It landed squarely among a group of Corroders and Throwing Demons.
Boom!
The blast hurled more than a dozen demons into the air.
Without even looking, the Centaur reached back, pulled out another, and threw it.
His movements flowed without the slightest pause.
"Hahaha! Have another one from your grandpa!"
"This is way more fun than throwing rocks!"
Thousands of Centaurs meant thousands of mobile grenade launchers.
They circled the Demon Clan Army, throwing as they ran.
Boom, boom, boom, boom-!
Both flanks of the Demon Clan Army instantly became a sea of flames.
The continuous explosions drowned out even the demons' roars.
The Demon Clan's ranged units howled in fury.
The acid sprayed by the Corroders could only land several meters behind the Centaurs, hissing and smoking.
The Bone Spears hurled by the Throwing Demons could not keep up with the Centaurs at all, and all struck empty ground.
They could see them, but could not hit them.
They could only watch helplessly as their own ranks were plowed by wave after wave of explosions.
"What the fuck kind