The morale of this silver cavalry regiment grew increasingly fiery and frenzied.
After a head-on collision and a chaotic battle lasting more than ten minutes, the Judgment Divine Knights and the Northern Region Motley Army finally managed to create some distance between themselves in Half Moon during their first Charge. They slowly urged their mounts forward, and it only took a few breaths for them to go from scattered to orderly before they reformed their formation.
The black and white torrents each circled once on the vast grassland, resembling a hazy yin-yang symbol.
Several tens of minutes later, the two sides had spread out more than a kilometer apart, then turned their horses around, regrouped, and prepared for a second Charge —only cavalry that had charged could maximize their advantages.
"The prowess of the powerful races from the ancient era of gods and demons is truly well-deserved!"
Cassano stood frozen in the void, unable to help but sigh.
Beside him stood Milito, Palacio, and Shaarawy, whose injuries had also been healed by Sun Fei and who had basically recovered. They surrounded Sun Fei, looking down at the battle below from high above.
The fighting prowess of the Behemoth Orc Clan cavalry completely shocked these four Extreme Dao experts.
In the world of high-level martial arts, powerful group legions still play an indispensable role in combat. The Holy Church's prestige is due not only to its countless experts and powerful individuals, but also to its strong and unwavering religious army.
In wars between some super-empires, such armies can play a role that even surpasses that of Extreme Dao experts.
The fundamental reason for the demise of the Red-Black and Blue-Black- Black empires lay in the lack of military strength. Otherwise, even though Shaarawy, Cassano, and others were all renowned and powerful figures in the Central Region Continent, they could not prevent the two empires from losing cities and territories one after another.
With the assistance of a tribe like the Behemoth Beastmen, the power of the [ Human Emperor of the Northern Region ] has more than doubled.
Looking down, on the ground, the second Charge between the Judgment Divine Knights and the Motley Army was nearing its end. The Divine Knights had changed their formation and tactics, but they hadn't gained much advantage over the Motley Army. The casualty ratio between the two sides was even more unbelievable to the Divine Knights.
With his Silver Hair and Gray Eyes, Atkinson could no longer remain calm.
His original intention in choosing to Charge was not to annihilate the enemy, but to rely on the strength of the Judgment Divine Knights to tear apart the Human Emperor of the Northern Region's army head-on, and to severely damage the morale and spirit of this rival of the Church, which was gradually becoming more powerful, thus setting a good precedent for the inevitable great war between the two sides.
He wanted to use this battle to completely terrify the Chambord people and the Northern Region Army.
However, even with his strongest power, he did not achieve the desired effect.
The burly man wielding the black greatsword before him possessed extremely strange energy within his body, only slightly lower than his own, who had already crossed the threshold of the Celestial-Human Realm. Moreover, he was extremely experienced in combat, his fighting style was prudent, seeking no merit but avoiding mistakes, and unwilling to take risks.
After twenty minutes of fighting, Atkinson couldn't see the slightest chance of a quick victory.
"Where did this red-haired, black-sword-wielding guy come from? Why have I never heard of him before? There's actually Number One mission like this in the Northern Region. Now that he's crossed the Barrier between Heaven and Man, why is he willing to serve under the Human Emperor of the Northern Region? With his strength, he could easily create a super empire..."
The more Atkinson played, the more alarmed he became.
He originally thought that with his strength, he could easily take on the Human Emperor of the Northern Region alone, even without the legion. But now he couldn't even handle one of the Human Emperor of the Northern Region's generals... The Human Emperor of the Northern Region's terrifying power far exceeded his expectations.
When Atkinson looked again at the white-robed emperor sitting on the jade throne, watching the battle, a hint of fear suddenly appeared in his eyes.
He was unwilling to admit it, but he had to admit it: he and that man were simply not in the same league.
boom!
The silver Long Spear and the black greatsword clashed violently once again.
Plasma and Holy Power rampaged and overflowed.
The chaotic power and force, like knives slashing at a windowpane, instantly shattered the void within a hundred meters of the two figures. Space Barrier flew like broken mirrors, and the power of the laws of heaven and earth quickly kneaded the ravaged void back together.
"The outcome of this battle will be decided tomorrow. Enemy general, do you dare to leave your name?"
Atkinson had already decided to retreat. Taking advantage of this, he blurred into a streak of light, widening the distance between them. The void around him continued to collapse, giving rise to destruction and rebirth.
" The Northern Region, the Golden Lion."
Lampard remained calm and unmoved, standing tall in the void. His fiery red hair flew wildly, with terrifying plasma emanating from between the strands. Liquid-like silver plasma, capable of melting anything, surrounded his body.
"Very well, then, a battle between us is inevitable, a decisive one."
Before Atkinson could finish speaking, the figure had already vanished from the spot.
The next instant, he was back on the ground in front of the Divine Knights who were lining up for their fourth Charge.
"My lord!" The blood-soaked knights were greatly encouraged upon seeing their commander return.
They awaited the command from the living legendary knights to launch an attack, and then, as always, unleashed their true Teeth to utterly tear apart these evil bastards who dared to defy the divine army.
"Retreat!"
Atkinson, with his long Long Spear held at an angle, unexpectedly made the decision to withdraw his troops.
"My lord?" The adjutant and several Divine Knight officers were caught off guard and Earth Inquiry disbelief.
"Today's battle is unlikely to yield a result. Northern Region Empire... We are not prepared for a full-scale war. Retreat!" Atkinson's tone carried a desolate emotion that the Divine Knights had never felt before.
Of the nearly ten thousand Divine Knights, two thousand were killed in the previous three Charge, a devastating loss the Judgment Divine Knights was formed.
After three Charge, the two sides appeared to have reached a stalemate. However, for the Holy Knights, who claimed to be the strongest on the continent, a draw was a defeat. They had always defeated their opponents with a single Charge, but today they had finally met a formidable adversary.
Led by the Silver Hair and Gray Eyes Atkinson, the Judgment Divine Knights retreated slowly, maintaining an extremely neat formation without any panic, and joined up with the Juventus army in the distance to set up camp temporarily.
Lampard then returned to the front lines of the Motley Army.
He did not lead his troops in pursuit.
Given the current situation, it is impossible to determine a winner in a short period of time. The Motley Army has only been formed for three months, yet it is already enough to shake the entire continent and spread its illustrious reputation by being able to Judgment Divine Knights head-on.
Without a doubt, these two most powerful cavalry regiments on the continent, one black and one white, will henceforth become mortal enemies until one side is completely wiped out.
In the sky.
Sun Fei watched the departing Judgment Divine Knights, but ultimately chose not to make a move.
Because in the distant southern sky, faintly emanating extremely powerful divine auras, it was clear that the true powerhouses of the Holy Church had not yet shown themselves, and they were not yet prepared to completely break ties and wage war against them—at least on the surface, they could not wage a full-scale war.
On this day, the last 400,000 remnants of the Red-Black and Blue-Black- Black empires were forced to flee the Central Region.
At the Northern Region border, the Human Emperor of the Northern Region led a large army to welcome them.
His Motley Army cavalry regiment, in a battle at the Bay of Naples, managed to draw with the Holy Church's supposedly invincible Judgment Divine Knights. From that day forward, the name of this Motley Army resounded throughout the continent!
Thus, after the Age of Gods and Demons, the Azeroth Continent once again witnessed a confrontation between super-level nine empires, marking the beginning of a new phase of conflict between the continent's two major military blocs.
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