Boiling Beast Bloodline

Chapter 1966 - Capítulo 1966: 631: The City Gates Open (Part 2)

Capítulo 1966: Chapter 631: The City Gates Open (Part 2)

Humaid Fakhar, the Desert Lizard Knight, held disdain for the conservative mindset and cautious ambition of the commander.

The Bimon Kingdom is recognized as a magic wasteland, deemed losers driven out of the historical stage by the Aegean Humans. These barbarians struggle bitterly on the Donau Wasteland, where metal mineral deposits are as scarce as desert oases, and even the regular army cannot be fully equipped with metal armor and weapons. Humaid Fakhar nearly burst into laughter when he first read the intelligence information regarding Bimon.

The battle style of Mulan soldiers is renowned for valuing mobility, with cavalry charges that are like swift winds and retreats like ebbing tides, and their ghostly raids are a specialty of Mulan Knights. Many desert kingdoms have been crushed under the iron hooves of Mulan due to these signature skills.

In contrast, the Bimon Kingdom’s powerful Bimon as the main fighting race are all hulking supermen, whose massive weight makes it difficult to find suitable mounts, while the short Vassal Clan of Bimon prove too weak to withstand blows, making military service equivalent to a death sentence. Therefore, Humaid Fakhar didn’t think much of Bimon—according to his aesthetic of military capability, a nation’s army severely lacking in mobility cannot be considered as a truly elite force.

Though he was also aware that Wolf Riders marked as an adept mobile force, Humaid Fakhar had already learned from intelligence reports that the Wolf Cavalry were stationed in the Southeast Province of the Bimon Kingdom, separated by thousands of miles from the Northeast Province, with the Sanggan River lying in between, making a quick arrival impossible.

What is there to fear when fighting a bunch of infantry?

If even Mulan Knights wielding Uzi Treasure Blade and Damascus Treasure Sword can’t handle such opposition, then how can they conquer the world?

If Humaid Fakhar were in command, he would undoubtedly line up the hundred thousand camel iron cavalry into columns, executing continuous high-speed charges, forcibly storming into the city through its open gates!

Bimon warriors armored by Aegean, Mulan Mojie are not to be underestimated either; throughout the Taklamago Desert, the formidable Mulan cavalry is synonymous with invincibility! The hundred thousand camel cavalry of the vanguard legion are the elite Mojie meticulously selected from the king’s tents of various Pashas, Caliphs, and Sudan. They indulge in the finest maidens, wield the best blades, ride the fastest camels, and for them, defeating ten foes at once is as simple as flipping a hand or bending to pick up a straw!

If we wait for the over a million strong main force to arrive, would there be any point to this siege battle? Is the massacre vengeance in Kalimantan ultimately reliant on the Sea Clan’s power to exact revenge?

The more Humaid Fakhar pondered, the more enraged he became; at Hu Ye Ancient City’s battle, his loyal Sudan guard suffered heavy losses, only a few fearful officers among the two thousand Mojie returned to the Royal Capital alive. Until such grudge is avenged, he finds no peaceful sleep.

“Fool!” Humaid Fakhar couldn’t find an outlet for his anger, took up the whip and lashed fiercely at four slaves who were assisting him with his armor, seeing blood splatter staining the date carvings on the armor, the Desert Lizard Knight finally couldn’t contain the thunderous fury, drew his battle blade and swiftly cut two unlucky slaves into four pieces.

The other two slaves, pale-faced and trembling, collapsed on their knees.

“Go notify all Phantom Beast Knights to gather here at once!” Desert Lizard Knight laughed loudly, raised the oversized scimitar high and aimed toward his mouth, a bead of blood like dew on a lotus leaf dripped from the intricately magic-etched blade into this Mulan Pasha’s mouth.

As Liu Zhenhan stationed at Witherspoon City Gate, he too was brimming with anger from the entanglement of General Reyes, nearly splitting a head with an axe.

The pack of Piegel warriors dispatched to clean up the battlefield returned swiftly like rabbits hit by arrows, the Mulan Scout circling near Witherspoon arrived so quickly, they didn’t even have time to retrieve their camels, only picking up sharp Damascus Scimitars.

Liu Zhenhan selected a Damascus sword adorned with gold-threaded hilt for his collection, the blade’s magic etchings were exceptionally splendid; though he had collected numerous Mulan gold knives, they were all Uzi Curved Knives, not such exquisite treasures from the Mulan Royal Capital.

Shooting a web strand to test the blade’s edge, Liu Zhenhan was very satisfied—with even a drooping web strand from above severed into two by the blade’s edge, proving the Damascus Sword’s renowned reputation.

But his good mood was quickly ruined by the rapidly arriving General Reyes.

Poor General Fawkes was nearly in tears, having believed the Summer Palace Guard was ready to sortie against the enemy, it turned out they were dominating the gates, waiting for the Mulanese to assault the gates.

Although General Reyes had personally witnessed the prowess of the Summer Palace Guard, bearing the responsibility of defending the entire Witherspoon City, he could in no way allow anyone to execute such a perilous maneuver—for a defense-focused commander in warfare, the importance of the city gates is absolutely equal to his own life!

It’s not fearing a thousand issues but a single mishap; what if the Mulan Knights truly tear through a bloody path to breach Witherspoon? That would be exceedingly troublesome!