1899 A Trap
However, after this success, Anthea once again furrowed her brow.
The vitality of those zombie creatures was too terrifying!
She witnessed a zombie, with its heart pierced through, being thrown out. After struggling on the ground for a moment, it stood up again and rejoined the battlefield!
Such terrifying vitality!
What kind of potion had this undead taken to become so formidable?
The opportunity for contemplation was fleeting. Anthea dared not be distracted. She quickly rallied the heavy-armored knights to fall back and organize the next assault.
With the experience of two consecutive successful charges, the heavy-armored knights, taking advantage of the disrupted zombie formation, retreated promptly after the charge, fearing being entangled by the zombies again.
Huh?
Why were there fewer people?
After Anthea, the commander, led the elite heavy-armored knights back to the fortress and roughly counted the number, her heart sank. She observed another loss of personnel.
Despite being more cautious this time, trying to avoid giving the enemy opportunities, why did they still lose nearly twenty people, and there were even more casualties than before?
Why?
Was it just an accident?
Anthea gazed at the creatures regathering after being decimated, a strong sense of unease settling in her heart.
In the rear, the Holy Paladins of the Holy Court once again advanced, hastily bestowing the Holy Buff upon the heavy-armored knights.
"Anthea! Charge! They are about to collapse! Crush them!"
The imperial uncle's shout echoed from the city wall.
Anthea glanced at the imperial uncle on the city wall and then looked back at the canyon entrance.
Indeed, after two consecutive waves of heavy knights charging, the number of zombies had decreased by more than a thousand. It seemed the zombies had no effective means to counter the knight's charge. However, the loss of troops after each charge weighed heavily on her heart.
With a resolute gaze, Anthea raised her spear once again and shouted, "Charge with me!"
The heavy-armored knights charged towards the zombie team for the third time!
Fang Heng stood amidst the layers of the zombie team, watching the enemy charge at him again. A smile slowly appeared on his face.
Again?
During the first charge, he was not clear about the power of the cavalry and was taken advantage of by the enemy.
The second time, he made some adjustments.
There were more tests.
The test indeed confirmed his conjecture.
Did they dare to come for a third time?
It was time to impart a lesson to the opposition!
To take a substantial bite out of the heavy-armored knights!
Fang Heng snorted coldly and swiftly organized the zombie clones to assemble. Just like the previous two times, they blocked the front, forming a solid wall, prepared to endure the impending charge!
On the fortress city wall not far away, players and soldiers cheered as they witnessed the heavy-armored knights fearlessly charging forward.
To them, the zombie formation appeared extremely foolish!
Under the heavy-armored knight's charge, these creatures were seeking death.
"Boom!"
Anthea, accompanied by her knights, violently collided with the zombie team for the third time!
Spear piercing through!
The zombie team was swiftly massacred!
However, this time, Anthea promptly sensed that something was amiss.
Not good!
Almost the moment she charged into the zombie team, Anthea realized that something was off.
It was entirely different from the previous two charges.
In the prior instances, her attacks had penetrated two zombies and continued forward for three meters before being forcibly halted by the layers of zombies.
But this time was distinct!
She advanced a staggering seven to eight meters!
Oh no!
The density of the zombies had altered!
Anthea immediately grasped the situation, her expression changing, and she promptly shouted, "Retreat! Fall back!"
The density of zombies exhibited irregular fluctuations!
Some of the heavy-armored knights who charged into the undead crowd were stopped after advancing two to three meters by the layered zombies. Meanwhile, others managed to penetrate more than ten meters before coming to a halt!
During the retreat, those knights who had pushed two to three meters deep could easily withdraw. However, those who had surged more than twenty meters into the zombie team had no opportunity to retreat. They were swiftly ensnared and overwhelmed by the surrounding zombies!
They could not break free at all!
Recognizing the imminent danger, Anthea swiftly retreated. Once out of the zombie team, she promptly summoned the heavy-armored knights and regrouped not far away.
From a distance, it was evident that nearly a hundred elite heavy-armored knights were ensnared in the undead crowd during this single wave of impact!
The relentless surge of zombies from all directions trapped them firmly in the middle, slowly devouring them!
Over a hundred heavy-armored knights weren't immediately wiped out by the undead. They continued to vigorously swing their knight commander's spear, struggling and barely holding on, attempting to carve out a bloody path from the layers of the zombie team.
Anthea was left with only two choices.
Charge back in for another assault, attempting to find a way to rescue the besieged hundred-plus heavy-armored knights.
Or simply abandon them!
Anthea clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her flesh. Her gaze shifted to the deeper parts of the zombie team.
Though she couldn't see, she could distinctly sense a pair of chilling eyes fixed on her.
What a formidable foe!
Was it Fang Heng?
Considering the two probing attacks moments ago, Anthea was certain that with the capabilities of these zombies, completely consuming this group of over a hundred heavy-armored knights wouldn't be so troublesome.
They could be efficiently divided and devoured.
However, after such a long time had passed, when the knights regrouped, not only did the besieged soldiers not die, but they were even chased together by the zombies.
There was only one explanation.
The enemy did this deliberately!
They intentionally slowed down their assault, deliberately leaving their trapped comrades for her to rescue!
It was an obvious trap!
Anthea was convinced.
If she recklessly charged into the undead team to rescue the trapped members, the remaining heavy-armored knights would fall into dire straits!
What a frightening enemy!
As the Commander, Anthea reluctantly had to make this agonizing decision.
She could only abandon the besieged comrades!
"Retreat!"
"Yes, commander!"
The military fortress's city wall plunged into a sudden silence.
No one could have anticipated that the initially favorable situation would undergo such a significant reversal.
The once invincible Empire's heavy-armored knights were unexpectedly ensnared!
Failed?
Witnessing the hundreds of heavy-armored knights cornered by the zombies, the ministers of Jones Kingdom grew even more anxious.
"Retreat? Why did they suddenly withdraw?"
"Hurry back to rescue them...!"
The city wall became increasingly chaotic.
The imperial uncle also clenched his fists.
Anthea, that foolhardy woman! What was she up to?
Was it intentional?
He was the one who issued the assault order, and now things had gone awry.
Was she purposely trying to embarrass him?
The imperial uncle saw that Anthea had already led the heavily armored knights to retreat to the military fortress on the right. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Where's the magicite cannon? Kill that group of undead!"
