Hilda's slightly androgynous voice echoed through the air.
Though her voice wasn't loud, it reached everyone's ears.
Suddenly, a powerful surge of momentum nearly threw Luo Li from the carriage as the entire unit's speed exploded!
The cavalry unit, numbering only a few hundred, erupted with a roar like a thundering army of thousands.
This was a heavy cavalry unit; every knight wore armor weighing over three hundred pounds, and the barding on their horses was even heavier.
With a total weight exceeding half a ton, a mass like that charging at fifty kilometers per hour was practically invincible on a battlefield of cold steel!
No branch of the military could survive a single exchange against a heavy armored cavalry unit once it had reached full speed.
Luo Li took a deep breath. Her class skill could only be used once a day; while it had no time limit, it was restricted by the number of uses.
This skill could only negate the first attack, while its other effects provided buffs to her allies.
The finest steel had to be reserved for the edge of the blade!
Her class skill, 【Protect the Brilliant Night with My Moon Banner】, was a game-changer capable of turning the tide of battle.
However, the timing of its use had to be perfect.
Using it too early would leave them defenseless against a subsequent fatal blow, but using it too late would lead to massive casualties, making it useless.
Luo Li stared forward intently as they drew closer and closer to the demon army's central command.
The demon army finally reacted, beginning to redeploy their forces to bolster their flanks.
However, to move silently and remain hidden under the cover of night, they hadn't brought enough troops.
Moreover, they never expected to face such a decisive counterattack.
The forces on the flank numbered only about one or two thousand.
The entire demon central command began to fall into chaos as they scrambled to turn their spears toward Luo Li's direction.
An ancient battlefield was like a chessboard; once a piece was played, there was no taking back the move.
This was exactly the situation Luo Li wanted!
When it came to understanding the battlefield—especially an ancient one—no one in the world could compare to the strategic heritage of her original people.
The demon central command had clearly realized the danger and was rapidly adjusting their formation.
But the flank was a different story.
Unlike the central command, which consisted mostly of elites, the flank was largely made up of cannon fodder.
Faced with this sudden change, the entire flank immediately fell into disarray.
Seeing this, Luo Li felt more confident.
The odds of victory in this battle had shifted to about sixty-forty in her favor!
The advantage was hers!
She could win!
However, the flank consisted primarily of cavalry—specifically, wolf riders!
Their mounts were wolf-like magical beasts, and the riders were almost all demonized werewolves.
In the darkness of night, the combat power of the werewolf race was significantly enhanced.
She couldn't release her skill yet; for now, she had to preserve her strength and wait for the most critical moment!
As Luo Li watched, a portion of the wolf riders broke away from their formation and charged toward her.
But not a single one of her knights showed even a hint of fear!
Hilda raised her lance high and let out a furious roar!
"Kill!"
"Kill!!"
The two groups of riders, like two opposing floods, converged in the darkness and collided with a heavy crash.
Boom!
In the very first exchange, Luo Li clearly saw Hilda leading the charge at the front of the cavalry unit.
A wolf rider in front of her was instantly torn apart by her spiral knight's lance!
The process was as effortless as a blade piercing a thin sheet of paper. The lance passed through the wolf rider's body without resistance, the immense momentum skewering the creature instantly.
The demonized werewolf's body slid up the length of the lance before being brutally ripped open by the massive shaft!
The werewolf's face contorted in a mask of pain and despair, but it all happened in the blink of an eye.
In the next second, its corpse tumbled into the path of the cavalry and was mercilessly crushed by iron hooves!
The wolf riders hadn't had enough distance to reach full speed, nor had they properly organized their ranks.
Caught off guard and forced into a hasty engagement, they could only be ground into the dirt by the heavy cavalry charging at full strength!
The scene was incredibly bloody and gruesome.
The air was filled with a never-ending chorus of screams, wolf howls, thundering hooves, and the sound of bone-shattering impacts!
The iconic black blood of the demon race sprayed across the earth as if it were worthless!
The yellow soil was stained completely black.
In front of her carriage, a row of five knights blocked all the flying corpses and blood.
By the time Hilda led them through the group of wolf riders, not a single drop of black blood had touched Luo Li.
However, the pungent, foul stench that wafted toward her made Luo Li's throat tighten.
The blood of the demon race was corrosive to other races and smelled absolutely revolting.
The strange odor quickly permeated the air.
Suppressing the urge to vomit, Luo Li stood at the front of the carriage with an unwavering expression.
She held onto the Moon Banner, which was thrust into the floorboards, and stared with determined eyes at the demon army's central command.
That was where the ultimate victory or defeat of this battlefield would be decided.
Just as the demon central command and the flank were about to reorganize, a sudden chant echoed from within the city.
"Give thanks for God's miracle, for bringing us the light... Greater Light Art!"
Luo Li snapped her head back and saw a group of clerics dressed in white standing atop the city walls.
They held the scriptures of the Holy Church in their hands, their faces carrying a trace of sorrow mixed with compassion.
They all opened their arms as if they wished to embrace the night itself.
Before them, a single point of light ignited, illuminating the world.
In the blink of an eye, that light expanded to ten meters in diameter.
The light was dazzling and brilliant!
The demon army was facing the West Gate directly, and as the blinding light flared atop the wall, they were forced to raise their hands to shield their eyes.
At the same time, another voice rang out from the city walls.
"O great spirits of flame! Show your fangs to your enemies—Sky Fire Rain!!"
Swoosh!
Following a sharp whistling sound, the sky brightened once more.
A small fireball streaked down from the heavens, striking a demonized orc square in the face.
With a bang, the fireball exploded. The orc didn't even have time to react before its head vanished, leaving nothing but a charred, empty neck and black burn marks.
The sharp whistling of wind echoed through the sky again, but this time, it wasn't just one!
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
A rain of fire, like falling meteors, descended to cover the earth!
It was the Mage Corps of Brilliant City. To think they could still cast such high-level magic!
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