1155 Battle Concluded

Like so, the 2nd slope Adonis followers started their very familiar journey of receiving hell.

But in the 1st slope now, they were all new to the game and were now mortified by their current predicaments.

The Holy Generals all caused when they began hearing the screams and abrupt wails of people above.

But they had no idea if it was their men suffering or if it were the enemy.

None of their men seemed to be retreating.

So... It should be these savages that were wailing, no?

They also didn't get the particular cry from the entire army ahead as a while, indicating whether they were retreating or not.

But in truth, it was because the moment Mikel and the other Battlefords had said the word, the arrows were already launched from the sides and even ahead, while the bounders were launched a little later.

And at that time, everyone was focused on surviving, as they yelled in pain after getting hit.

Their numbers were dwindling fast, and they needed their full attention here.

Of course, some tried to get out the battle cry of retreat for those below to be aware of.

But sadly, their voices were drained by the wails, screams, curses and cries of their fellow comrades in pain.

Which now led the Holy Generals below to assume it came from the enemy.

So they quickly picked up their pace again to hurry along and lend a hand.

However, things weren't always as they seemed.

One of the Holy Generals, Cavernot, suddenly stopped when he saw countless boulders ole down the slip from heaven knows where.

And now, he didn't know whether to curse their luck or cry.

F***!

What was this operation?

Wasn't the first time enough?

Why do these bastards want to flatten them by all means?

Couldn't they just be obedient like the other savages they had dealt with over the years?

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Cavernot and the other Holy Generals quickly signalled the Thamans around them to do their thing.

But before the Thamans could even lift their staffs, a wave of deadly giant arrows shot off from their sides like crazy.

Cavernot quickly took cover in rage while trying to dodge the incoming boulders.

That's right.

All the boulders Mikel and the rest received above just rolled downwards instead, causing several waves of boulders rolling nonstop.

Cavernot would dodge one, and in the next minute, another boulder would be heading his way.

Son of b**ch!

What the hell was this?

He jumped desperately, thinking that he had finally escaped it all.

But suddenly, while floating mid-air, a murderous arrow fiercely pieces through his upper shoulder blade, instantly cracking it hard.

~Crack!

"Ahhhhhhhhh~~."

His entire body shook as a strong sense of pain quickly engulfed him.

And instantly, his body began perspiring, as beads of sweat cloaked him whole, dimming his senses considerably.

He couldn't think! He couldn't move.

He couldn't even cry out more because it felt like someone was clutching his heart hard, torturing him every second that went by.

And the more he tried to breathe and steady himself, the harder things became.

Dammit!

With his bones cracked that hard as if broken like pheasant drumsticks, even his neck turned stiff with every subtle moment.

Cavernot only wanted to cry.

Could it get any worse than this?

Well, it just did because the moment he was hit, he seemed to be pulled by the arrow's force, sending him towards the arrow's next unfortunate victim.

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~Bam!

Another person joined him on the arrow, slamming straight into his injured part.

Cavernot's eyes opened in horror when the pain slapped his face hard.

No! It didn't just slap his face... but punched and kicked him hard before robbing him cold.

The more people the arrow picked, the further it would push him back, along the arrow's lengthy metal shaft.

Lying trough! The pain through his broken bones almost made his heart stop beating!

And finally, after the arrow had enough fun picking its victims up and rolling them towards the already bloody and corpse-filled ground, it then decided to stop.

With that, Cavernot gritted his teeth and tried to free himself from the bottom end of the arrow.

Luckily, he was shot first and was pushed in too.

So he was closest to the bottom part now.

And looking at the incoming flaming boulder, Cavernot quickly freed himself amidst his discomfort.

But of course, he overestimated himself and the human body.

Because when he became free, all the strength in him seemed to drain, and the open hole on his shoulder blood allowed air to pass through, leaving his body in a state of shock.

Cavernot only looked up and cursed: "Sh**!"

~Bam!

He was dead.

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Ratum, who now saw the situation from the boulders, watched the rolling boulders and was taken aback.

"Everyone, get back on the ships! Get back on the ships!"

The men quickly jumped onto the canoes, while those on the larger ships that advanced and docked around the open spaces were now anxious about fleeing the scene again.

But where could things be that easy?

With about 1000 men beside Ratum around the docks, not everyone and their ships or canoes were bound to make it.

Thus, they became Boulder Prey.

~Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam.~

~Crash.

Ratum was going crazy.

He held his hair and shook his head in denial, refusing to accept the fact that they had received such a loss from these Savages!

Ratum, who had been safely taken back to the 2nd line of ships, was in the middle of a mental breakdown.

"No! No! No!

It's not supposed to be like this!

I don't accept it! How can we lose?

Impossible! Impossible!"

Everyone listened to him and felt the same too.

How could they lose to these lesser beings?

F***! They were unwilling!

However, they didn't have a choice in the matter because soon, the Teriquens got aboard their ships in large numbers from the back, outnumbering them and defeating them cleanly.

And as time went on, the battles on the slopes were also finalized too.

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For their victory, the Teriquens could only smile merrily.

Their first Siege Battle had been a success.

Power to the people!