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Pioneer Lord: Starting From Daily Intelligence-Chapter 416 - 173: The Fertile Land That Must Be Taken · Lake Essonide (Part 2)
Especially in a siege battle where both sides are evenly matched, crushing a 400-strong Beastman Warband and defeating a 400-member Beastman Warband that fights to the death is a world of difference in difficulty. If the former’s difficulty is 1, which can be achieved by killing over a hundred beastmen, then the latter’s difficulty is at least 100, and it is very likely that an entire human squadron would be nearly wiped out without being able to kill all these beastmen.
While Hilude and Rong’en were searching for the casters among the Green Dragon’s Fangs, Su Li and Marshal Oerstein were already paying attention to the changes on the battlefield.
Su Li quickly raised a monocular to look at the fiercely fighting battlefield and asked, "What exactly is Hilude doing? Why hasn’t she ended the battle and instead got entangled with the monsters! Hasn’t the order been given for her to use the Thunder Horn to quickly end the fight?"
Marshal Oerstein, observing the increasingly bizarre battlefield, also cautiously took out a gold lens and, through an Eagle Eye Perspective, carefully examined the battlefield, but even from a high perspective, he discovered nothing.
"Chief Steward Hilude must have noticed something," Oerstein carefully searched the battlefield and said cautiously, "The battlefield indeed has become somewhat bizarre. In this scenario of a crushing defeat, the monsters are still holding their ground? Under normal circumstances, their morale should collapse, breaking like a dam."
As he was speaking, Knight Stein’s expression suddenly changed, saying, "The insidious Green Dragon has ambushed its troops in the Black Water River!"
"In the Black Water River?" Su Li immediately directed his monocular towards the raging river, but in such turbulent rapids, what creatures could hide within?
But after observing for a moment, Su Li really noticed that from time to time, large fish fins would surface on the river, and jagged spines and massive fins indicated that there must be some huge monsters hidden underwater, and in great numbers.
Oerstein immediately made a judgment: "These monsters probably sneaked over from the Brionne River long ago, hiding in the Black Water River, awaiting this war."
This inference startled Su Li as well. Could it be that the Green Dragon had already foreseen their side would launch a surprise attack, and when their legion was crossing the river, it would attack halfway across?
Then this battle wouldn’t be a simple surprise attack; it was likely a highly intense fight from the very beginning.
And while the Knights of Hesse Territory were nervously observing the battlefield from the city walls, on the battlefield tens of miles away by the river, the waves surged suddenly, and a vortex began forming in the center of the river. A terrifying Spiritual Storm started to form, the raging waters growing more turbulent. Just as the knights were still on the battlefield, lots of river water, like a dam bursting, suddenly gushed towards the shore.
Rong’en, stationed beside Hilude, narrowed his eyes at the surging river and asked, "Is it Manan’s Wrath?"
The effect of Manan’s Wrath is all too familiar to human knights, as the raging waves could sweep across an entire battlefield. If the battlefield environment is suitable, it could possibly drown over two hundred elite monsters.
Of course, the current battlefield couldn’t match the perfection of a border skirmish. At that time, a single spell could drown two hundred monsters because most of the centaur beasts got swept into ditches several meters deep, and only a dozen might have actually died from Manan’s Wrath.
The current battleground was a vast plain. Once the surging waves came ashore, they spread thin and couldn’t drown the knights on their tall horses.
But this doesn’t mean the spell was ineffective; on the contrary, it submerged a large swath of the land behind the retreating knights, making the entire battlefield extraordinarily muddy.
If heavy cavalry were to charge on this field, filled with silt and muck, they would find it nearly impossible to make a successful assault.
And with this surge of waves, came hundreds of River Giants, each with the same green skin color!
This meant they were unmistakably different from the scattered River Giants on the opposite bank, not just a rabble gathering from all sides, but a well-coordinated River Giant Warband that lived together all the time!
The knights engaged with the Tree Demons stopped their swordplay and retreated in unison and with practiced discipline, distancing themselves from the entanglement with the Tree Demons.
Though the Tree Demons possessed strong frontal combat capabilities, their mobility was negligible. If the knights wanted to retreat, the Tree Demons could only try to engage and harass with their vines, offering little in the way of obstacle or pursuit.
After disengaging, Tiberus rested his massive war axe on his shoulder, turned his Half Griffin around, and looked at the hundreds of River Giants emerging from the river.
Though these monsters blocked the knights’ retreat, as long as the enemy couldn’t send large-scale reinforcements from the opposite side, he felt no panic. On the contrary, his battle spirit soared, with a rugged eyebrow slightly raised, he called out loudly, "Yo, have we stirred up a Giant’s nest? Or did this socialite Green Dragon hire a Giant Mercenary group from the Giant Kingdom?"
His resonant voice echoed across the battlefield. Soon, an extraordinarily tall River Giant, hunched over with sturdy waist, emerged holding a massive Rune Staff.
The Giants habitually hunched because their spines were extremely long, and even three to four meters tall, it strained their mighty spines.
But even in their stooped posture, they were taller than knights on their tall horses. Particularly this Giant holding the Vibranium Rune Staff; its waist alone was likely two meters thick, and its protruding enormous belly indicated abundant food intake, making it an extremely formidable warrior.







