Knight Lord: Start with Daily Intelligence

Skaros's excited roar greatly boosted the morale of the centaur legion below.

These barbaric, crude four-legged beasts didn't understand any tactics; they only wanted to rush into the human camp in a frenzy, venting their hearts full of pain and venomous jealousy.

So their charge was earth-shattering, the entire camp enveloped by their massive momentum.

The result of the charge was even better than they expected. The city walls were empty, with no powerful guards to slow their attack. Only a few arrows were released from the arrow towers, but they couldn't have any impact on the powerful centaur legion.

Holding a heavy weapon, the centaur chieftain roared excitedly: "We centaurs are the strongest! Charge in and chop all the humans into pieces! These cowardly insects only dare to hide behind the city walls and are not worthy of living in front of the mighty centaur warriors."

All the centaurs roared to the sky with their rough voices, waving the battle axes and spears in their hands, vying to kill towards the breach.

They had already heard the humans' weak exclamations and screams behind the camp walls.

Every adult, strong centaur warrior was equivalent to an elite human knight.

They also formed battle groups of 60. Their large size and great strength ensured that they wouldn't be at a disadvantage even against human heavy armored knights. They could rely on their thicker arms and taller figures than human knights to directly chop through human heavy armor.

Especially those elites wielding heavy weapons, whether facing groups of human armed attendants or well-equipped heavy armored cavalry, they could rampage wildly, repeatedly waving battle axes larger than normal humans, splitting one human after another in two.

As long as they could cross this city wall, the humans inside who were hastily counterattacking would definitely not be able to stop their centaur's fierce cavalry charge.

The charging centaurs all revealed cruel smiles, already imagining the extremely pleasurable sensation of ravaging these weak humans.

And their barbaric offensive indeed exceeded human expectations!

Mainly, the humans didn't expect that this powerful Chimera's fire breath would cause the already crumbling city wall to collapse further.

The fierce attacks of thousands of monsters during the day had left countless hidden dangers on the city wall. The monsters' frantic hacking and slashing left hideous traces, and a large number of logs had already cracked and internally shattered.

Under the repeated powerful fire breaths, the city wall, which couldn't be fully repaired in time, finally had a third breach. A large number of monsters were diverted here, entering one after another from the three breaches.

Dogelin stood on the gun platform, looking down at the situation and roaring furiously: "This dilapidated camp is indeed not suitable for defense! I can't wait any longer! The cannons immediately aim at the third breach and blast all these intruding monsters into pieces."

The sudden firing of the cannons illuminated the sky above the camp, also sounding the horn for the human counterattack.

The Thunder Horn was blown by the dwarves. The magnificent sound instantly resounded through the clouds, causing thunderclouds to surge in the sky. Then a gate opened, and Ankol Redbeard, a peak Divine Chosen dwarf hero, immediately jumped to the breach with a giant axe in hand.

His offensive was as violent as ever. Every time the giant axe was swung, it carried brilliant, fierce lightning, accompanied by deafening roars, possessing the power to tear everything apart.

As soon as he appeared, he displayed the demeanor of a Divine Chosen general who could hold off ten thousand enemies. Whoever stood in his way would be crushed, blood flowing like stars.

A dozen powerful centaurs had no ability to resist and were directly chopped in half by his giant axe. Their corpses were thrown high, scattering blood rain all over the sky, and then fell heavily, quickly forming a small mountain of corpses under Ankol's feet.

The terrifying strength of a high-level Divine Chosen immediately made Skaros's six cruel eyes shrink. With this kind of terrifying combat power, it somewhat understood how that idiot Sandarion died.

In just a few seconds, it quickly came to the same conclusion as Sandarion—even if the brutal green dragon came, it would have its head chopped off by this terrifying dwarf with an axe!

But the shock that the dwarf brought it hadn't ended yet. A large number of monsters' miserable wails suddenly sounded in front.

The monsters that entered the two breaches were simultaneously enveloped by witchcraft traps. The effect of the Soul Well was far more terrifying than its description.

Especially when a large number of Soul Wells were triggered together, a large number of black wraiths rose from the ground, rushing through the entire purple battlefield with terrifying banshee howls.

Purple was the wind of death. This wind of death swept across the battlefield of hundreds of meters like a bone-scraping poisonous knife.

Looking down from the sky, the purple wind rising from the ground formed a death well, enveloping the battlefield of hundreds of meters and countless monsters.

And a large number of black wraiths frantically shuttled back and forth within the battlefield, sucking away a large amount of the centaurs' life and vitality every time they passed a place.

Skaros was also a Chaos monster and immediately saw the horror of this witchcraft trap. If this area wasn't destroyed, it would be corroded by evil energy from then on, turning into a forbidden area for the living.

This kind of witchcraft magic wasn't originally prepared for the living; it should be used to guard underground tombs!

The human and dwarf allied forces were also deceived by the merchant's description. They didn't expect this witchcraft magic to be so terrifying and brutal. Or perhaps the halfling merchant didn't know what this Soul Well would turn into after being triggered, because basically, tomb robbers who encountered this kind of tomb wouldn't have the opportunity to escape and describe the effects of the Soul Well after it was triggered in detail.

Priest Rhone, who was supervising the battle, said decisively: "End the war in time! Don't let the wraiths inside slaughter too much, lest it be difficult to purify in the future!"

Although this world was full of such dangerous areas, there were countless cases of Chaos corrosion and the wind of necromancy spreading, completely abandoning a camp.

Many wizard towers, ancient ruins, and looted tombs had become terrifying areas that the living couldn't approach.

But this border哨所 was important after all, and the Black Forest Territory couldn't easily give it up.

In the future, champion-level and elite-level druids would definitely be sent to purify this place. Their [Daybreak] or [Purified Area], [Natural Order] and other divine arts could purify this place.

So this area couldn't continue to expand; the humans had to attack decisively.

With his order, a large number of dwarven musketeers, armed attendant archer groups, and a large-scale free militia group lifted their camouflage from hidden and ambushed areas and rushed out.

The sound of thunderous gunfire instantly resounded, and a large amount of gray smoke enveloped the entire purple psionic trap area.

The monsters' screams then became continuous. These purple Soul Wells not only weakened their movement speed and charge power but also greatly reduced their health and protection status.

They were now like terminally ill old men suffering from ALS. Even a slight injury was fatal to them!

The champion-level centaur chieftain could barely resist this damage, but its muscles had also become weak. The battle axe that could be easily wielded in the past was now extremely heavy. It had just killed an ogre bull warrior blocking the way and was already panting.

This made its voice a little horrified as it roared: "Damn it, there's an ambush! We withdraw from here!"

But as its order was conveyed, a large number of screams immediately came.

Around it, a large number of centaurs who turned to leave were turned into statues by terrifying petrification magic.

This petrification magic couldn't directly freeze a powerful centaur in the first place.

But these barbaric centaurs had already fallen into the trap and become extremely weak. They were even too weak to break free from the petrified skin covering their bodies with brute force.

In the end, a large number of monsters struggled and wailed, turning into stone statues in strange poses, even blocking the retreat path.

The centaur chieftain immediately shouted anxiously: "Don't come in anymore from the rear! Retreat! Retreat!"

This trap only had a range of a hundred meters. Even human infantry could only trap a few hundred people.

They were powerful centaurs, large in size, and cavalry, with wider spacing.

Since ancient times, the use of troops has generally been that infantry should be neat, while cavalry should be divided.

The number of centaurs that charged in was relatively limited. Compared to a cavalry of two thousand, the number of these ambushed cavalry was less than one-tenth.

As long as they could retreat, there was still hope!

But its voice hadn't been transmitted yet when it was drowned out by the sound of explosions.

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More than three hundred green-skinned goblin smoke bombs were activated in the rear. The pungent and strong poisonous smoke quickly floated up from the rear, filling the entire battlefield.

The smell of rotten eggs, dirty socks, and goblin toenails and crotch dirt mixed together was simply eye-watering. Even the dwarves who were shooting from a distance were smoked to tears.

The centaurs in the middle of the battlefield couldn't open their eyes at all, choking them with tears and snot.

At this moment, a powerful divine will seemed to sweep across the entire battlefield, and raging waves violently rose from the riverbanks and ditches, quickly sweeping the entire battlefield.

The centaur cavalry on the periphery of the camp couldn't open their eyes at all, only hearing the terrifying momentum sweeping from afar, and then countless of them were blown away by the giant waves.

In the main field environment with a large amount of river water and ditch water, this Wrath of Manann spell was greatly enhanced. The monsters were so dense that not many were directly killed by the spell, perhaps only a dozen.

These monsters had powerful physiques and burly figures. The impact of the giant waves on them was difficult to cause any fatal damage.

But the ditches created by humans played a perfect role!

Under the impact of the giant waves, these centaurs couldn't stand steady, and many of them plunged headfirst into the ditches below the battlefield in the waves.

The flood and the depth of the ditches were four meters. Even the tall centaurs were completely submerged, and many monsters couldn't climb out after falling into the ditch.

These monsters living in the foothills didn't know how to swim at all.

The battlefield environment was so perfect. When the giant waves swept through, at least 200 powerful monsters were shaken and permanently stayed in the ditches.

This perfect strike made Skaros widen its eyes in horror.

It couldn't immediately distinguish the details on the battlefield, specifically what caused such terrible casualties to these monsters. It only knew that humans had only used one spell to kill more than two hundred powerful centaurs!

This had already made it tremble with fear, beyond the limits of imagination.

If a magic could kill a dozen huge monsters or a dozen gold-shining heavy armored knights, it would already be very powerful and terrifying.

If a magic could kill dozens of monsters, it would be enough to change the situation on the battlefield!

If a magic was smashed down, an area of the battlefield would collapse. Two equally matched squadrons would be directly collapsed by this one magic, and the friendly side would crush the enemy and create an advantage, even leading to the collapse of the enemy's flank, which would be surrounded by the friendly army from the flank.

This level of magic would require at least a Divine Chosen mage or a dragon to cast.

But a magic that killed more than 200 monsters was equivalent to the strength of a legendary dragon!

At least Skaros was very clear that its master, the green dragon Erylia the Deceitful Wing's strongest dragon language magic couldn't reach this terrifying level.

Although the green dragon could form an army by itself, it would have to go through a long war and constantly use magic to bombard it before it could kill hundreds of humans.

Even so, the ones killed by its magic couldn't all be elite-level heavy armored knights, but a large number of weaker armed attendants would fill the ranks.

So this magic that killed more than 200 monsters directly emptied this Chaos monster's courage.

If the human army was full of powerful Divine Chosen warriors, and even had a legendary mage sitting in command, then even if it charged in, it would be doomed!

Before it could recover from the thrilling and terrifying state, a magnificent and orderly horn sounded behind it.

Its raptor head turned to look back, only to see a golden light illuminating the end of the distant horizon!

A large number of gold-shining heavy armored knights endlessly stretched from the distant plains, their flags fluttering, their momentum like a rainbow, and the cold light of their lances and long swords connected into one piece.

The lion head immediately shrunk its head in fright and roared in horror: "Damn it. We're caught in a human ambush! Let's go quickly, I've already seen the tall figures of the Divine Chosen knights in the knight ranks!"

More than thirty meters of Divine Chosen knights stood like gods behind a large number of gold-armored knights. The majestic aura of the two Divine Chosen knights greatly increased the military might of the army. The humans had used all their elites from the beginning of the war!

Skaros's three heads couldn't think anymore. How could a small pioneering knight territory have so many Divine Chosen and even legendary existences?

Adding the dwarves that appeared at the beginning and the possibly hidden legendary mage, there were now four Divine Chosen powerhouses on the battlefield.

Skaros felt that if it didn't escape, and was surrounded by these four powerhouses, it was afraid that all three heads would be torn off one by one.