Chapter 605: collapse before battle
Emi Wei turned into a ray of light with the help of life-saving props, and this scene was clearly seen by everyone.
The morale of the traversers was naturally boosted, while the morale of the Thracian side was low, and many people's hearts sank.
Even the legendary powerhouses were beaten away, do they need to say anything?
But in the Thracian army, there are some people who will not be demoralized. Or, they don't have the concept of "morale" at all.
Different from the cavalry with pale faces, the Thracian infantry still looked pale and sluggish, and their footsteps had to stop for a moment.
Even on the battlefield, they still maintained a clear formation and could not see the slightest confusion. It is like a huge machine, although it is a bit rigid and lacks agile breath, it reveals a suffocating coldness.
When the Thracian cavalry saw the performance of the infantry, they were immediately ashamed. Those who had been demoralized before were also reinvigorated.
Since ancient times, the cavalry is the pride of the battlefield, and the infantry is only auxiliary. Even the world-famous Piedutz Mountains Corps also has the major flaw of overdefense and insufficient offense, and in terms of deterrence, it is far inferior to the Storm Corps of the Arans family. These cavalrymen have always been proud of their identities, but at this moment they found that they seemed to be dragging their feet, and the shame in their hearts suddenly overwhelmed the fear of the transmigrators.
But no matter whether they are down or cheer up, in fact, it makes no difference to the traversers.
Even the eyes of the traversers did not fall on the two thousand cavalry from the beginning.
What they care about, what they are vigilant about, what they want to defeat, from beginning to end, are only the masters of the undead forces who hide among the Thracian infantry and hide in the appearance of ordinary soldiers!
Just like Skye and Neckerhart joined forces to beat away the legendary powerhouse "Sky Bow" Emmy Wei, they just cheered twice, and didn't get carried away.
Because they all know that the truly terrifying opponent has not yet shot!
The masters of the necromancy system are mostly good at controlling a large group of people to form an army - the so-called "one-man army" or "undead natural disaster". According to the experience in the game, even the most powerful undead monarchs cannot control 8,000 living people at once. According to the estimates of the traversers, there will be at least a dozen masters of necromancy hidden in the infantry of about 8,000 people - if it is a legendary powerhouse, it is estimated that there are eight people, each controlling a thousand, There should be no problem. If it is under the legend, it may need hundreds of people... After all, it is easy to control the dead, but it is much harder to control the living.
There are also masters of the Necromancer in the traversers. They once used the prairie wolves that can be seen everywhere as experimental materials and did related experiments. If you control the dead wolves, a necromancer of about forty level can control thousands of them, forming a huge wolf pack. But if it is a living wolf, with medicine and magic, it can control no more than 100 at most, it has already tried its best, and it is impossible to have more.
People are much more difficult to control than wolves. Behind the 8,000 mechanical infantry army, there must be a undead army of considerable size.
It is these people who are the most vigilant of the traversers.
So although they charged while shouting, they didn't pay much attention to the Thracian cavalry who were relatively close to them. Instead, they glanced back and forth among the Thracian infantry who were still some distance away, looking for any clues.
What kind of enemy is the most dangerous? Of course it's hidden in the dark!
The Thracian cavalry didn't know this. Seeing the enemy rushing closer and closer, they looked at each other and made up their minds. They hurriedly backed their horses, pulled a certain distance, then put down their masks one by one, raised their spears in front of them to pray, and then flattened the spears, facing the roaring passers-by, posing A formation ready to charge.
The mountain where the traversers ambushed is quite steep, and it is absolutely impossible for the horses to charge against the mountain, so even if they are ready to fight to the death, the Thracian cavalry still have to retreat a little to give themselves enough charge Space.
The passers-by didn't care, they shouted, laughed, and rushed down the steep hillside. The rugged terrain did not affect them in the slightest. One by one, they trudged through mountains and rivers like walking on the ground, and while charging, they were still easily shooting arrows or magic that came flying, just like the monsters rushing out of the myth, which made people tremble.
But the really most terrifying thing is that it has not yet appeared.
Seeing that his companions forced "Sky Bow" Amy Wei back, the spellcasters hiding behind breathed a sigh of relief, and after a little discussion, they began to cast spells.
They formed a circle in a large-scale magic circle, chanted incantations in unison, and scattered the precious gem powder. These gem powders were like spontaneously combustible coals, and they suddenly burned in the air, turning into countless streamers and merging into the magic circle under their feet.
After a while, the magic circle emitted a dazzling light, and a beam of light shot straight into the sky.
This beam of light is not straight, but grows upward like a loophole. After reaching a height of more than ten meters, the diameter of the beam of light has reached fifty or sixty meters, which looks truly spectacular.
Inside the beam of light, a looming phantom gradually became clear and concrete.
It was an unimaginably huge terrestrial dragon, with thick hooves, stubby horns and grinding-disc-like teeth in its mouth, proving that it was just a herbivore, but as long as its body was seen, no one would be care about that.
Although it was only summoned halfway up the mountain, it stood there with its head almost as high as the top of the mountain!
Seeing such a huge beast, the morale that the Thracian cavalry had just mentioned dropped again—this time they couldn’t cheer up again, because the warhorses under them were screaming in fear, panicking to the ground. Back off.
Mark has no human wisdom and does not understand the truth of "living to death". They only know that there is something extremely terrifying in front of them, and they only know that in the face of the instinctual fear that comes from the depths of their blood, retreating and running are the only options.
Therefore, when the giant beast jumped out of the beam of light and landed on the ground, making a loud noise that made people wonder if it would make the mountain collapse, the war horses turned their heads and fled, letting the people on their backs run away. No matter how angry the knights shouted at the command, it didn't help.
The Thracian cavalry units were defeated before the actual fighting began.
Witnessing this scene, among the Thracian infantry, some people were shocked.
"How is that possible! There may be some giant beasts from the Second Era in the ocean, but how can they still exist on land?"
"Calm down! Maybe it was just enlarged by magic..."
"Even if it is enlarged by magic, its body must be extremely large... Can we beat it?"
"Don't worry! If they win, they won't commit massacres. Even massacres are nothing more than pretending to die. What are you afraid of?"
Having said that, they regained their composure. Commanding the Thracian infantry under their control, ready for battle.