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Daimon raised his great axe and charged through the city gate, only to be met by a sight that made his heart go cold.

On the other side of the gate stood rows of perfectly arranged Full Armor Infantry. Their greatshields were planted on the ground, and a forest of three-meter-long pikes was leveled at the charging Centaurs.

’Full Armor Infantry!’ Daimon’s heart clenched. He had already cursed that stupid bear who’d given him the intelligence report countless times in his mind.

’How could there be Full Armor Infantry here?’

Even in the Human Kingdom, Full Armor Infantry was a rare sight. On the Central Front, you might find some Standing Army troops with iron helmets, but this was the Western Front—just an ordinary fortress on the Western Front...

The only ones who could be fully equipped with iron armor out here were the Knight Orders.

In truth, this set of iron armor was originally prepared for the Sunset Knight Order. It was just that their retreat had been too hasty, with everyone focused on escaping with their lives. The exception was Viscount Leo, whose daring was as great as his skill—or, more accurately, far greater.

After successfully retreating to the Siriel Defense Line, the Sunset Knight Order was promptly disbanded, so naturally, no one pursued the matter of the missing armor.

A murderous glint appeared in Daimon’s eyes. ’So what if they’re Full Armor Infantry?’

With his own strength as a Tier Five Silver, he could definitely force a path through them. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

If he were leading werewolves, Gnolls, or even Beastman Infantry, he would be terrified.

But he was leading Centaurs. Although those long pikes were deadly to them, it didn’t mean he was completely without a chance.

As long as he used his own power to break the human infantry’s formation, the great axes in the hands of the Centaur Warriors would be the perfect armor-piercing weapons.

With this in mind, Daimon activated a Secret Technique, burning his own blood essence to slowly enter his peak state. His battle aura began to coat the great axe in his hands.

"Have at you!"

Suddenly, just as Daimon was about to go all out and give it his all.

Over twenty human Extraordinaries suddenly leaped out from behind the infantry formation.

??? In that moment, a look of confusion unique to Centaurs appeared in Daimon’s crimson eyes.

’What’s going on? Why are there so many Extraordinaries?’

Daimon’s brain couldn’t quite process the situation, and even the great axe in his hand slowed by half a beat.

He stared at the human nobles before him. They had no unified insignia, no standard-issue weapons, and even their fighting styles and battle cries were all different.

’Just what Knight Order is this?’ This was probably the biggest question on Daimon’s mind.

According to the customs of Human Knight Orders, even if their armor was a mess, a unified Knight Order would still have its insignia somewhere.

’If they’re not a Knight Order, then who is commanding these human soldiers?’

’Did they transfer the Human Standing Army over?’

No one answered Daimon, and he no longer had time to ponder these questions. He knew that if he didn’t run now, he would truly die here.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Daimon turned tail. He could still tell the difference between his future prospects and his life.

He had wanted to shout for a retreat, but when he looked back at his fellow Centaurs, he saw their scarlet, bloodshot eyes. They were already in the embrace of the Beast God.

"Damn it!"

Daimon cursed inwardly. ’We took the potion too early!’

Now, even trying to retreat would not be so easy.

"That beast is trying to run! Quick, stop him!"

"On the left! The one with the axe!"

Hearing this, Daimon dared not look back and immediately ducked into his own army for cover.

’Twenty-some human Extraordinaries... he refused to believe they were all just a bunch of Bronze-rank rookies.’

’For now, he could only hope the Beast God’s blessing was truly potent.’

’If his troops could exhaust the battle aura of these human Extraordinaries, he would still have a chance! It would just mean a slightly larger sacrifice, but compared to his own future, that was nothing.’

’To achieve victory, some sacrifice is necessary.’ Daimon comforted himself with this thought as he watched his kinsmen charge forward.

Apparently, the humans understood his intent. They immediately withdrew behind the Shield Array, a maneuver that was but a few leaps for an Extraordinary.

With the human Extraordinaries off the field, the Centaurs raised their axes and charged straight at the formation of Frank’s Elite Infantry, utterly fearless in their current state.

These creatures, with nothing but slaughter left in their minds, naturally crashed headfirst into the human pikes.

The pikes of the Tier Five Soldiers were perfectly braced; the Centaurs impaled themselves, pierced clean through.

’It’s fine, they can only use those a few times...’

And indeed, just as Daimon had predicted, the Centaur charge was so dense, and the battlefield situation so chaotic, that the humans had no time to withdraw their pikes.

At that moment, in the formation of Frank’s Elite Infantry, the front-rank soldiers raised their greatshields, repeatedly thrusting and retracting short spears through the gaps.

The Centaurs’ axes were difficult to swing effectively in such a confined space to begin with, and now, with their minds filled with nothing but reckless bravery, they could only swing their weapons haphazardly.

On a normal battlefield, courage can be the deciding factor. But when the disparity between forces reaches a certain point, fearlessness is just another form of arrogance.

These Tier Five Soldiers under Robson’s command weren’t just skilled; their physical conditioning also met the standard for Tier Five Soldiers.

The amount Lord Robson spent on their rations was an unbelievable figure in the eyes of other nobles!

And so it was. The city gate was only so wide, and even the Beast God-blessed Centaurs could not break the human formation in a short time.

Daimon’s heart was a turbulent mix of emotions, and he wavered between retreating and holding his ground.

BOOM!

Just as Daimon hesitated, a tremendous explosion echoed from behind him. The wave of Magic Power unleashed by a Magic Crystal Cannon made even him tremble in fear.

’A Magic Crystal Cannon?! Where did that come from?’

Daimon turned to look. The power of the Magic Crystal Cannon was a spectacle of destructive art; the previously clogged city gate was now partially cleared.

The aftershock of the Magic Crystal Cannon blast surged through the gateway, injuring most of the Centaurs who were already inside.

"Retreat! Retreat!

Su Man, cover our rear! The rest of you, retreat!"

No matter how foolish Daimon might be, he understood now that this battle could not continue.

According to his original plan, all he had to do was break through the city gate. He’d thought that no matter how narrow the space inside, it would be enough for his army to fight effectively.

He hadn’t even considered what to do if he couldn’t break through. After all, a small place like this wasn’t guarded by a Knight Order; he should have been able to break through on his own.

But as it turned out, reality had a way of defying expectations.

His only point of attack was this city gate. Now, he couldn’t break the human formation on the other side, and if his own troops clustered too densely, the enemy could just pull out a Magic Crystal Cannon from who-knows-where and blast the most crowded spot.

Not to mention the archers continuously firing from the city walls. Who could withstand losing dozens, even hundreds, of warriors like this?

Fortunately, he hadn’t committed all of his forces yet. If he fled back now, he wouldn’t face too severe a punishment.

"Retreat!"