Just behind the ranks of the human army, a group of 160 goblin infiltrators emerged from the dense undergrowth.

They charged with double-bladed daggers towards the rear of the human formation, aiming for the weak, long-range units among the humans, from the timid half-elf archers to the fragile Dawn Church nuns, whose melee abilities were no stronger than that of a typical goblin.

These despicable infiltrators were actually the elite of the goblins, experts in treacherous methods, always hunting for dirty tricks to ambush or besiege scattered and defeated troops.

Even by the sly goblins' standards, these sneaky, despicable infiltrators were still commonly regarded as 'second-rate scum.'

They would appear as if from nowhere, sometimes even attacking from between the enemy's legs. Once an infiltrator locked onto an enemy unit, they would employ torturous tactics like throat-slitting and disembowelment until they were discovered and trampled by the enemy.

At this moment, the human army launched a full-scale assault, exposing their frail flank. The goblins appeared excitedly, howling on the western slope, so close they could almost dart between the legs of the Dawn Church nuns, intending to ravage these delicate women.

That distance was negligible to them, especially since they had smoke bombs hanging from their waists. These were concocted from ragged cloth, rotten eggs, and the grime and toenails from their bodies, creating a pungent smoke bomb. Once hurled at their target, it could greatly weaken and curse the enemy's movement speed.

In the smoke, they would activate their racial trait of opportunistic killers, turning all weak enemies into prey for their brutal slaughter.

Poisoned green blades came within reach as the half-elves and Dawn Church nuns inevitably displayed expressions of terror, none desiring to die in a goblin's vile ambush.

Vandar cursed furiously, "These vile goblins, they stop at nothing to gain the upper hand. Cough cough cough~"

The pungent poison gas burned his eyes and nose, making tears and snot flow down his several long elderly beards.

Had these goblin infiltrators truly reached him, the Elder Druid wouldn't last long before falling beneath a monster's daggers.

But just then, a loud horn sounded from the foot of the high slope, and a troop of formidable, high-morale human heavy armored knights initiated a charge.

The half-elves, archer units, and beautiful nuns on the battlefield burst into enthusiastic cheers.

"Oh my, by the Goddess, it's the Lord himself leading the cavalry to rescue us!"

"That's great, we're safe now. The Lord had already discerned the greenskins' despicable ambush and arranged reinforcements."

"By the Goddess, my heart is racing. When the Lord led his troops forth, it felt as if he was radiating divine golden light all over, simply a hero sent by the Gods to save me. I... I want to marry him. No! Even just being able to serve him once would satisfy me."

Amidst the fervent cheers of soldiers and nuns, Su Li with her impact cavalry effortlessly crushed all the goblin infiltrators into pieces.

These dagger-wielding little monsters could rampage for a while among the half-elves and Dawn Church nuns in the smoke, but they stood no chance at all against the charge of the heavy cavalry.

Even as an apprentice knight, Su Li could effortlessly slay three or four goblins in succession. The iron cavalry charged twice, and the monsters, with screams, scattered and fled.

Cheered on by the ranged soldiers, Su Li led her team to the highest point of the slope. She wore exquisite Vibranium Rune Armor, shining brilliantly under the sunlight, holding the fierce Eternal Rune Sword, mounted on a tall horse, gazing out at the distant battlefield.

The saying 'clothes make the man, saddle makes the horse' described her transformation perfectly. At this moment, her towering, heroic presence was entirely different from her lazy demeanor back at the castle. It invigorated all the knights and attendants following her, boosting their morale and making them genuinely believe that the noble figure of the Lord was their steadfast direction.

This heroic, wise monarch was the all-knowing of the Hesse Territory, the Prophet of the Bauhinia Clan, a hero who could lead them to victory after victory!

The triumphant battlefield ahead further confirmed their thoughts. Under Hilude's leadership, five squads of impact knights repeatedly charged at the monster's phalanx, eventually piercing through completely. Numerous greenskin monsters were driven fiercely into the large river by the iron cavalry. A larger group of greenskins was encircled and cut off, with over a thousand greenskins being hemmed in near the western river, downstream.

They were isolated and helpless, beset on all sides. Though their numbers were superior, they were squeezed into a narrow riverbank of less than an acre, unable to capitalize on their numbers. On the contrary, the humans surrounded them like an ironclad barrel, jabbing with long lances and inflicting mass casualties.

The riverside battlefield soon became a stream of flowing blood, with copious amounts of blood converging into creeks flowing eastwards into the Brionne River, creating a virtual inlet there.

The knights galloped over, their iron hooves trampling on the blood-soaked mud, crossing the murmuring bloody creek, launching wave after wave of violent charges against the isolated enemy on the high ground by the river.

It was a scene of magnificence for the humans, instilling fear within the greenskins. A large number of monsters not yet in battle began to flee in panic, escaping over the hills and fields to the rear.

Su Li glanced at the time; it was the peak of the Sun Goddess's Divine Power Tide. She decisively ordered, "The entire army, chant the hymn of wrath, launch a full-force strike to completely break the monsters' vanguard."

"Suddenly, hear the war drums and horns, a thousand riders set forth. Evil invades, I vow to conquer."

"The enemy falls, the knights ride forth. By the oath of the Goddess, it is thus fulfilled."

As the Sun Goddess Church Knights intoned their solemn prayers, divine grace echoed across the battlefield, and the dazzling Celestial Punishment Fire appeared upon the knights' weapons.

This mighty Celestial Punishment Fire not only significantly enhanced weapon penetration, slicing through iron like mud, but also blinded enemies and unlocked the trait that induces fear.

This fear was not one of physical or mental intimidation, but a holy magical dread, erupting directly in the opponent's heart, impossible to resist.

The lances and war swords wielded by the knights, imbued with the blazing Celestial Punishment Fire, launched fierce full-force attacks. Any enemy struck by these fire-infused weapons had their courage immediately collapse.

The stubborn monsters, at last, crumbled, with thousands breaking ranks in chaos, abandoning their armor in utter defeat.

The knights immediately cheered and launched a pursuit, with the convict army also emboldened, matching the knights in bravery and ferocity. Unable to deliver repeated fierce assaults on the enemy ranks, they nevertheless seized the opportunity to cut down the fleeing foes, determined to liberate themselves by beheading three goblins, even if it meant running themselves ragged.

Yet their pursuit speed was clearly slower than that of the elite knights, as the knight's mounted on towering steeds charged into the massive tide of monsters, undaunted by enemies outnumbering them a hundredfold. A mere few dozen knights dared to wreak havoc amidst thousands of the green tide.

They pursued too quickly, too deeply, even overtaking most of the green skins. Should these green skins regroup, thousands of monsters could descend upon them, tearing every knight to shreds in an instant.

But it was apparent this was utterly impossible; this wave of green skins was amalgamated only by a large number of goblin tribes. These monsters, originally unallied, scattered completely, becoming a formless mass, unable to mount effective resistance.

This was the knights' prime opportunity to earn divine grace, slaughtering madly, with each knight slaying at least twenty or thirty monsters.

Knights who worshipped Yurik achieved breakthroughs on the spot, adding a new elite knight to the territory.

However, the knights' exhilarating pursuit was short-lived, as they suddenly realized the retreating goblins were wailing in agony. A large number of fleeing monsters, disregarding the knights' fearsome spear blades behind them, began fleeing to the sides, crying out in despair.

Hilude withdrew her sharp sword, her chest heaving slightly, as she looked forward at the colossal object charging like an overwhelming wave.

The Anaric Giant Spiders, revered as deities by the Broken Toe Tribe, had finally reached the battlefield!

Three massive spiders moved slowly, resembling three mills planted within the wide battle formation. Their sharp claws, terrifying as blades, each as large as a windmill's fan, could easily slice an elite knight and his horse in half with a single blow!

This was the most feared demon of the goblin tribes; enemies before its sharp claws were shredded beyond recognition.

Hilude immediately lifted her right arm, raised her longsword high, and shouted, "Regroup, charge with me!"

Facing such terrifying monsters, the human knights had no recourse but to charge with all their might; only through flesh and blood rivers could they topple these colossal beings.

And the Broken Toe Tribe's leader, Gorkeir Broken Toe, riding a great wolf, cursed in rage, "Block them, kill all these damned humans. We must rally these cowardly deserters! They're disgracing us goblins."

Despite facing reinforcements from the goblins, the human knights clearly demonstrated unwavering resolve, not intending to give their adversaries any chance to regroup.

Su Li led the main force onto the battlefield, immediately raising the radiant Phoenix Wing Talisman in his hand. This holy artifact, never before activated on the battlefield since it came to him, was now the time for it to demonstrate its might!

With the holy relic activated, a golden beam shot skyward from the center of the battlefield, the clear blue sky quickly blanketed by dark clouds, hanging less than a hundred meters above the battlefield. Then, a surge of divine power swelled, forming a gigantic wind vortex in the sky.

The fierce wind rose, sweeping up grass debris and stones, trees swaying incessantly, casting the world into sudden darkness.

Then the howling wind, as if a thousand cavalry charging, roared through the knights' formation, fiercely blowing towards the monsters opposite.

Even the massive Anaric Giant Spiders swayed precariously in the gale, their eight giant claws driven more than a meter into the ground, yet still being forced backward by the hurricane, leaving deep ruts on the earth.

The ordinary goblins and green skin lads stood no chance against such awesome divine power. They turned to avoid the hurricane's sacred wrath, clutching at war blades embedded in the ground to barely maintain their footing.

Monsters that faced the hurricane, refusing to bow or turn away, even mighty ones like the giants, were swept into the air by the hurricane, hurled hundreds of meters away, crashing heavily to the ground.

The greater the defiance against the majesty of the holy relic, the higher the price they paid, regardless of their size or strength. Before divine power, they must submit!

Seizing the moment, the knights blared their war bugles, and Su Li charged ahead, shouting with his sword raised, "Charge, all forces! Banish evil in one stroke!"

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