Let alone twenty-two people, even two hundred people wouldn't be enough for these two Zenit devils to slaughter!
Even the Sand Tiger, the most prized mounts of the Ajax cavalry that Zongheng the Gobi Desert, were unable to prove effective. Just moments before, as the warhorses clashed, over a dozen second-tier magical beasts Sand Tiger, unleashed earth magic [ Magic Power Gauze Spike ] and [ Killing Trap ]. However, the spikes formed from the sand, the traps created from collapsing sand, vanished instantly, like popsicles thrown into a furnace, encountering some terrible obstacle.
Seeing the faint crimson flames swirling around the hooves of the enemy's mount, and then looking at the fine, dense scales on the 'steed's' body and the cold, sharp teeth in its gaping maw, the four surviving Ajax cavalrymen finally realized that the mount beneath their opponent was no ordinary horse. It was clearly a terrifying, monstrous beast, whose imposing aura could silently dispel the Sand Tiger's magical attacks.
His archery skills were inferior to his opponent's.
Their weapons were inferior to their opponent's.
They were no match for their opponent.
Even their mounts couldn't compare to their opponents.
Who are these two guys? Could they be royal knights of the Zenit Imperial Family?
The four Spartak cavalrymen exchanged bewildered glances and gasped in shock. They immediately realized that they hadn't checked the almanac before leaving home and deserved their bad luck, having encountered elite Zenit scouts.
Once they came to their senses, they abandoned their impulsive actions and, without even bothering to turn their horses around for a second Charge, fled straight into the distant desert and Gobi.
The four men split up in four different directions, their mission to bring back news of the arrival of a terrifying enemy— the Zenit reinforcements had finally arrived, and they were an exceptionally formidable force.
However, although the Sand Tiger was incredibly fast, it couldn't outrun an arrow.
Terry and Ruiz gave their opponents no chance to escape, each shooting two arrows, killing two men and leaving two alive who were knocked unconscious and trapped on their horses.
The bodies of the other twenty Ajax cavalrymen were mercilessly stripped of their armor and weapons, then their heads were chopped off and piled into a small mound. A Long Spear, bearing the head of the cavalry leader, was planted in front of the pile. A dark yellow cloak, taken from a corpse, hung from the spear shaft, fluttering in the wind like a banner summoning souls; written on it in blood were the words—
"Greetings from the Saint under King of Chambord Alexander."
Having done everything, Terry and Ruiz upheld their King's frugal and meticulous lifestyle.
The two men bound up all the armor and weapons they had stripped off and took them away, leaving not even a broken blade behind. The fourteen live [ Ship of the Sand Sea ] magical beasts, the Sand Tiger, were also led away. These well-trained animals were quite fierce; at first, they Resist, but after two Crimson Flame Beast roared and revealed a set of gleaming white teeth, they dared not resist any longer and followed behind them in fear...
Night falls.
In the depths of winter, the nights in the Gobi Desert are bitterly cold, water freezes instantly, and the chill penetrates to the bone.
In such weather, it was impossible to march. The first battalion of the Wolf Fang Legion, consisting of more than 5,000 light cavalry, camped next to a sheltered hill. As the vanguard of the Wolf Fang Legion heading to the Ajax war zone, they marched more than 800 kilometers in two days and finally reached Twin Flag City, the first major military town on the northwestern border of the empire, a hundred miles away when night fell.
This marching speed is already extremely fast.
If all goes well, the vanguard legion will be able to enter Twin Flag City when the Sun rises on the horizon tomorrow.
From a bird's-eye view, the camp resembles a tortoise lying steadily on the ground, oval in the middle, with four claws, a head, and a tail extending more than thirty meters outwards, alertly pointing in all directions, ready to be detected at the first sign of any disturbance.
Soldiers in padded armor patrolled the camp in shifts, and all the tents were brand new, providing maximum warmth to the soldiers in the extremely cold conditions of the Gobi Desert winter.
After studying the climate conditions of the Ajax battlefield, Sun Fei, on the advice of the military elder Arjen, specifically requested these items from the Quartermaster Department. Perhaps it was the effect of Angela's recent public relations campaign, or perhaps it was due to Sun Fei's reputation after defeating and capturing three Moon Class powerhouses, or perhaps it was because Chambord City had become one of the forces that no one in the Empire could ignore. The legendary greedy and demanding quartermasters of the Quartermaster Department did not make things difficult at all and immediately satisfied Sun Fei's request. The entire Wolf Fang Legion received the most luxurious brand-new equipment.
As the legion commander, Sun Fei's status in the soldiers' hearts suddenly rose significantly.
For these low-ranking soldiers, their prestigious status and superior strength were meaningless. In comparison, what excited them most was easily receiving full equipment from the quartermaster department. In the past, even the ten major legions of the empire could not dream of getting full supplies so readily from those fat and greedy noble quartermasters.
Having already entered the battlefield, the vanguard commander Shevchenko, accepted Čech's advice and concealed hundreds of elite scouts in the shadows around the camp to guard against sudden attacks and harassment from enemy rangers.
In the very center of the camp, a huge white tent, capable of holding a hundred people, was brightly lit.
Inside the tent, Shevchenko, Čech, Drogba, Pierce, Kanute, and Hulk sat around a map spread out on a square table. They were carefully observing the location of Twin Flag City and the surrounding terrain within a hundred miles, while listening to the reports from the scouts sent out during the day. They were making final preparations and deployments for their meeting with the Twin Flag City Twin Flag City garrison the next day.
Once the vanguard of six thousand men entered Twin Flag City, they had perfectly completed the first step in the [ Wolf Fang Legion's ] mission of opening up the Ajax battlefield.
Shevchenko and his men's next task was to cooperate with the defenders of Twin Flag City to hold the Twin Flag City, like a nail firmly blocking the Ajax cavalry's only route of attack, until the arrival of the main force of the Wolf Fang Legion.
"Not bad! You two did a good job, haha, you even brought two survivors?"
After hearing Terry and Ruiz's report, Drogba laughed heartily, full of praise. He wished he had been there to join the fray. Then, glancing at the two Ajax cavalrymen beside him, their faces bruised and swollen, he roared, "So, these are the guys who swept through and slaughtered the thousands of Zenit civilians we encountered along the way? Those bastards! It's a pity that fat Oleg wasn't here; otherwise, with that cunning fat man's methods, even a hundred of those guys wouldn't be enough!"
At this moment, the few hammers really missed the Bootlicker Oleg. Although the fat man was despicable for his flattery, his interrogation skills were truly first-rate. If he were to interrogate these two guys, he probably could get everything cleared up in no time.
"Yes, kill me if you want, poor Zenit. Don't be too smug. When I, Prince Heitinga, commander of Ajax, arrive with my army, your heads will be made into goblets and chamber pots!" an Ajax cavalryman, bound to the ground, roared as he struggled.
The ferocity of the Ajax cavalry was truly legendary. Although the two men were prisoners, their expressions were still fierce, like wolves caught in a hunter's trap, still roaring incessantly. Although the language of the Ajax Empire and the language of the Zenit Empire differed in a few syllables, they were generally understood. The two men shouted and cursed, hurling all sorts of vulgarities, which made the faces of the people in the tent change.
Slap! Slap!
Terry and Ruiz got up and slapped the two fierce Ajax cavalrymen several times, knocking them unconscious.
"Take them away, interrogate them separately, and find out as soon as possible the movements and troop distribution of the Ajax Empire near Twin Flag City." The first commander of the vanguard legion Shevchenko, and Čech exchanged a glance and gave the order. Although these two lowly cavalrymen probably didn't know much, asking around was better than being completely clueless.
Terry and Ruiz quickly dragged the prisoners out of the tent.
"Based on the reports from the fifty Saint, we can roughly determine that the enemy forces are overwhelming. The city lord of Twin Flag City, Soroyev, has concentrated his troops in one place and is holding out, allowing the Ajax people to rampage and ravage the surrounding land for hundreds of miles. From this perspective, we have now entered enemy-occupied territory. From tonight onwards, we must be cautious in everything we do. We will set off at dawn tomorrow and enter Twin Flag City before sunrise."
Shevchenko was born into a vassal King and had some experience in leading troops. He was quite calm, resolute, brave, resourceful, and capable. This was why Sun Fei valued him and entrusted him with the important task of becoming the first commander of the vanguard legion.
Čech looked at the group and nodded, saying, "Tonight, we'll take turns patrolling and keeping watch. The enemy is cunning; they suffered heavy losses at the hands of our scouts during the day, losing more than three hundred cavalry. Everyone must be careful tonight to prevent an attack on our camp. We absolutely cannot afford any problems."
The other company commanders readily agreed, then saluted and left the tent.
Only Čech and Shevchenko remained in the main tent.
The two men exchanged a glance. Čech walked over and ordered the guards not to let anyone in, then closed the wooden door of the main tent tightly. He then turned back and, together with Shevchenko, respectfully bowed towards the rear of the tent, saying, "Commander, are you satisfied with our arrangements?"
"Haha, very good! Andrei, Petr, didn't I tell you long ago? Just do what you think is right, don't ask me, just pretend I don't exist. When it comes to marching and fighting, I'm far inferior to you."
A hearty laugh echoed from the back tent, and a tall, slender figure stepped out, lifting the curtain.
Who is King Majesty if not the King of a first-class vassal state, a second-class hereditary nobleman of the empire, the commander of the [ Wolf Fang Legion ], and the first commander of the Northwest Ajax war zone?
Second update.
Two updates today.