161 Chapter 161: The War part 3 (1/2)
Sweat trickled down the faces of the fox-kin warriors as they maintained their fully drawn bows. Their muscles became taut and they aimed directly at the huge troll forces; even the swordsman used their extra ranged weapons, whether they were rocks or throwing daggers.
Caesar squinted his eyes as he peered down at the troll armies, they were still standing stationary whilst listening to the conversation of Musashi and Zul'thar. However, if one looked closely, the trolls were slowly preparing themselves to charge.
”Since you don't seem to care about this lass, I shall let her ride with me, and let her watch as her children die inside of the fox-kin stronghold” Zul'thar roared with a loud snort and heavily threw Andrea back to the side of his throne.
He then raised his robust arm in the air and pointed it forward, to which the army of trolls roared back and charged forward. They wafted up a large amount of dust as they kicked off the ground with their weapons in hand.
The battering rams were placed in the front, while the many Ceros creatures were guarding them on the sides. Musashi and the eighty coaked figures atop the gates immediately started pooling their mana together and channeled the forbidden sun technique. The same one that was used on Caesar in the skirmish, however, with 80 people, it was surely going to be more devastating.
In response to the huge amount of dust lifted up into the air, Caesar thrust his hand forward and the warriors shot their arrows. They coursed through the air and looked like they blotted out the sun. The unsuspecting trolls weren't even aware of the dense amount of steel heading straight for their back.
Puch! The arrows and throwing daggers pierced the many trolls from behind and temporarily halted their charge. They didn't understand where it was coming from through the thick dust and could only continue moving forward.
A few of the strong trolls sensed Caesar and his small army, however, it was far too late. The next volley was soon launched and once again, reaped many trolls. Their earlier pride and unconditional confidence slowly cracked with the threat from behind.
No man, nor army, were psychologically powerful enough to fight in top condition whilst the threat of being shot from behind persisted. As such, Caesar knew that shooting arrows safely from afar would soon be impossible.
”Ebisu, take your soldiers and burn those carriages…” Caesar ordered and pointed his index finger at each individual cart resting behind the troll army, ”if possible, procure one and bring it back to this location”
”Yes, Sir!” Ebisu replied solemnly and rushed out of the thick brush to attack the carts with his forces. Seeing this, Caesar once again raised his hand, ”FIRE AT ALL AND COVER THEIR BACKS!” he shouted.
As his words entered into the ears of the fox-kin, as if they were waiting for this command, they started pumping out arrows as fast as they could possibly manage. Although their numbers were small, their threat soon became apparent to the troll king and the troll commanders. As such, a decently large force was pulled from the frontlines and directed toward Caesar.
Caesar quickly scanned the war-zone with his eyes and made a swift decision, he took a step forward and took his scythe out of his storage ring, ”HEAVY INFANTRY, FORM A PHALANX FORMATION” he roared.
Instantaneously, a few hundred troops that were much more armored then the others took a step forward. They were equipped with a heavy-duty shield and spear. Following Caesar's earlier directions, they speedily got into formation and followed after Caesar.
They put their shields in front and spear through the cracks, the second row was responsible for moving up if someone on the front lines fell, while also defending against any arrows. They marched in this formation straight towards the upcoming 1500 or so troll army running at them like wild animals.
Caesar needed to buy time for Ebisu to take out all of the carts, whilst also defend the archers stationed at the back. He and his armored troops steadily approached the enemy trolls and they looked like a small moving fortress.
Caesar, at the forefront, waved his scythe around and broke into a sprint, he wanted to disrupt the enemy formation before they collided with his army. His feet kicked off the ground and he coursed through the air, arriving a mere meter away from the trolls.
He weaved his large scythe horizontally and decapitated a few nearby trolls with ease. Their blood spouted out like a fountain and dyed his clothes red, while the other trolls finally reacted at the sight of blood.
A few dozen or so instantly waved their weapons in Caesar's direction, their speed was not to be underestimated and Caesar was required to raise his right hand and form a wall made out of ice to shield himself.
He then raised his right knee and kicked at the ice wall, shattering it into thousands of small pieces. The shrapnel cut and injured the trolls that attacked him and he once again cut down with his scythe, decapitating another dozen. His antics, however, were cut short as the trolls started to circle around him.
Caesar kicked off the ground and backed up, returning to his armored forced before the trolls were capable of encircling him. Both forces then warily observed the other, neither side rashly moving.
Suddenly, an intense heat assaulted both forces, causing them to jerk their heads in that direction. A large, orangish ball of flame was descending upon the troll forces attempting to break down the gates.
It was, at the very least, 10 times the size of the sun that the clan heads used against Caesar. It was a powerful force that even he wouldn't be capable of blocking. However, contrary to his expectations, Zul'thar didn't appear to be worried in the least.
Bewildered, Caesar directed his line of sight directly below the huge ball of fire. There stood an average looking middle-aged man. He possessed a calm and kind-hearted smile as he raised his hands. A bright, yellow light suddenly escaped from his body and formed a large barrier around him and the trolls.