Ashen Dragon-Chapter 330 - 253 Okaglar Battle (VI)

Chapter 330: Chapter 253 Okaglar Battle (VI)

In the grand scope of this war involving over a hundred thousand people, the death of a young earl was just an insignificant corner of the battlefield, barely causing a ripple.

The Kingdom Army continued to advance, seemingly unstoppable. Order was gradually collapsing, and commands could no longer be relayed from the headquarters. Each family’s private armies were fighting their own battles, willing to do anything to preserve their strength.

In this chaotic situation, the most elite force of the Boske Duchy, the private army passed down through the family for centuries, finally emerged in full force.

“Lionheart Knights, advance!”

“Fight for Duke Leo! Fight for the Boske Duchy!”

The Knight Commander of the Lionheart Knights, “Golden Lion Knight” Maxi Stuart, held a shield in his left hand and a spear with the Boske flag in his right.

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The flag fluttered fiercely in the air. The battle cries of the Lionheart Knights roared like the roar of lions, resonating throughout the battlefield.

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“Fight for Duke Leo!”

“Fight for the Boske Duchy!”

One hundred and twenty members of the Lionheart Knights, led by six renowned Knight Commanders, formed a formation. Almost everyone in the group was a fourth level or above professional, and together they formed a powerful battle array that could unleash strength far beyond their combined individual might.

The luxurious armor and dazzling shields of the Lionheart Knights quickly drew the enemy’s attention, not just the Kingdom Army looking to claim the glory but also players hoping to loot their gear, their eyes red with greed.

“My God, these elite monsters are so cool!”

“Save me a set of armor!”

“Hehe, I want to strip them all…”

“It’s the Lionheart Knights! Kill them, and we earn a title of nobility!”

Maxi showed no fear, raising his Sword of Oath high and commanding loudly, “Lionheart Knights, protect the link!”

The Lionheart Knights simultaneously raised their Silver Swords, which emitted a brilliant light. As the Holy Oath Magic took effect, gleaming chains of light connected them. Each small group of twenty, led by a senior Knight Commander, linked together, with all groups ultimately connecting to the tip of Maxi’s sword.

In the end, these hundred-plus knights were tightly bound together, raising their heavy shields to form an indestructible, radiant fortress on the battlefield.

They could attack and defend as one, covering each other and coordinating their efforts.

Any damage taken by a member would be distributed across the entire knight order.

Their attacks could also concentrate on a single member, displaying unimaginable power.

This made the Lionheart Knights a moving fortress on the battlefield, capable of both staunch defense and devastating offense, known as the Northern “Lion’s Bastion.”

“Kill them all!”

“For the King of Ashes!”

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Amidst the gunfire, Great Goblins and Tiefling Infantry frenziedly poured bullets at them.

However, the Lionheart Knights’ silver greatshields rippled with magical energy, glowing brightly and blocking all the powerful bullets fired from the most advanced semi-automatic rifles.

The Kingdom Army had never seen such a defense before.

Ogre grenadiers threw grenades into the knight’s formation, attempting to cause mass casualties from within.

The players used all sorts of tactics, hurling spears, iron hammers, poison vials, incendiary vials, even the stinky trousers of kobolds and the excrement of wyverns—anything that could cause damage was turned into a weapon.

Of course, they justified their actions.

War, after all, was diverse in methods.

But the radiant shield also appeared above the legion, blocking the debris from all directions, foiling the players’ plans.

Truly the elite force of the Boske House, and under Maxi’s leadership, the Lionheart Knights maintained their formation and advanced steadily. Their sharp spears pierced through any monsters or players obstructing their path.

They miraculously stabilized the surrounding allied forces’ front lines and even seemed to be pushing the enemy back.

“Goodness, such a hard tortoise shell!”

“How do we fight this? Does anyone have Sun, the Earth Traveler, to dig through?”

“Where’s the Wild Sorcerer? Come out and cast a Ninth Tier Spell for me!”

“No, no, no, don’t! Who knows if her Ninth Tier Spell will hit friend or foe!”

The players debated, helpless against the “Lion’s Fortress” before them, suggesting all sorts of bizarre solutions.

The Kingdom’s commanders also found the situation tricky; the heavy cannons of the ogres could break their defenses, but now both sides were entangled in close combat, risking unnecessary casualties from the massive shells.

“Let them witness the Way of Nature.”

“On it! Awoooo—”

The naked Holy Light Bro let out a roar.

Under the effect of the Enlarge Spell, he awkwardly lay on the ground, transforming into a massive bear. He leaped from the high slope, pouncing toward the Lionheart Knights.

“Swish—”

The Lionheart Knights raised their spears in unison.

The giant bear, transformed from Holy Light Bro, was instantly pierced with dozens of holes.

Then the Shape-shifting Spell wore off, and the naked Holy Light Bro, like a piece of meat on a skewer, slid down and lay on the Lionheart Knights’ silver shields, his blood flowing down.

“Disgusting, dishonorable opponent.”

Maxi disdainfully flicked the corpse off his spear and raised the flag.

“Break them!”

“We are invincible!”

“We are the descendants of lions!”

The Lionheart Knights cheered and shouted, even singing the high-spirited “Song of the Northern Lions” as if they had already triumphed.

Faced with such resolute and powerful forces, the Ashen Kingdom’s army seemed to have no answer.

Suddenly, the air became hot and distorted, sparks danced in the sky. The Great Goblins, Tieflings, and even Ogres made way.

Orderly, heavy footsteps echoed.

Dragon Sanctuary Holy Knights, clad in luxurious scarlet armor and glowing with Flame Aura, marched in formation. Under their heavy helmets, their golden, glimmering eyes were full of fervor.

“Rule with an iron fist—”

“The Dragon Lord above all—”

“For the King of Ashes!”

At the very front, Anthony raised a flaming greatsword, his voice thundering. His face bristled with protruding scarlet dragon scales, making him look especially fierce.

Dragon Sanctuary Holy Knights!

High above their formation, an illusory dragon shadow seemed to flap its wings, looking down arrogantly at the enemies below.