"Hold the line! Hold the line!"
The remaining Centaur commander, seeing the dire situation, gave orders in panic.
If it were on the plains, the Centaurs, with their absolute numerical advantage, would not be so easily defeated.
However, the unique terrain of the mountains prevented the army from deploying.
In the narrow confines, the advancing Cold-blooded Cavalry were like heavy tanks forged from steel!
They slaughtered the Centaurs like mowing grass.
Coupled with the Ancient Tree Guardians on the hillside hurling explosive boulders crazily, they attacked like endless ammo turrets.
People and horses were blasted into disarray, unable to organize a decent counterattack.
In the sky, the Crowned Eagle-horned Beast Knights, seeing the Centaurs unable to deal with them, relentlessly shot arrows, using their aerial agility to dominate the earth below.
