Chapter 118

Then the spear struck the Lion warrior's body!

Next, the Centaur warrior's body slammed into them!

The strength of human heavy cavalry lay largely in their defense and impact force.

This impact force was simply terrifying.

Originally, the Lion warriors themselves were also running and possessed impact force.

But their equipment was entirely outdated, and in such a head-on collision across the plains, they were using their weaknesses to meet the Centaurs' strengths.

Instantly, a wave of Lion warriors was knocked over.

Some agile Lion warriors dodged the collision and swung their blades in counterattack, but they tragically discovered they couldn't even cut through the Centaurs!

The Centaurs' armor was impossibly hard!

Know this: these were armors redesigned and mass-forged by the dwarves!

"Boom—!"

After the collision, the Centaur warriors didn't stop—they kept running for hundreds of meters before halting.

On the battlefield where the two sides had collided, fewer than two hundred Lion warriors remained standing!

Even these standing warriors bore varying degrees of wounds!

In a single clash, the mighty Lion warriors were reduced to just one-fifth of their number!

Meanwhile, the Centaurs had lost only one warrior!

The casualty ratio was absurdly unreal!

That single fallen Centaur had been knocked down by the mighty leader Rick!

Leader Rick's strength was indeed formidable.

His weapon was a pitch-black heavy blade, and with it, in the brief moments of close combat, he brutally slew one Centaur.

But that Centaur didn't die—he was only grievously wounded!

Leader Rick had struck precisely at a gap in the armor's joints!

Though Leader Rick was so fierce, he himself stood dazed in the center of the battlefield.

In just one brief exchange, his warriors had been reduced to this!

If the Centaurs had been more numerous, that might be understandable.

But the Centaurs were clearly the same number as them!

In battles of equal numbers, the mighty Lion warriors had never lost!

Even against the powerful Tiger clan, the Lions had always emerged victorious.

But now, the most absurd casualty ratio in Lion history had been born.

And it had been born in his hands.

He had lost over eight hundred mighty warriors.

Meanwhile, the enemy had lost only one!

At this moment, Leader Rick was utterly bewildered.

What had happened to this world? When had the Centaur warriors become so powerful?

Overwhelming!

This was total, utter overwhelming!

Their once-invincible Lion warriors had been crushed by the Centaurs on the battlefield!

No one would believe this if it were told!

It had always been the Lions crushing others—never had others crushed the Lions!

Even Leader Rick felt it wasn't real!

Yet across the plain, the bodies of fallen Lion warriors still lay scattered in a rough curve.

Some dying Lion warriors still groaned in agony!

All of this told Leader Rick—it was real.