With this setup, any enemy that intrudes, even his strongest Rodok Sergeant and Swadian Knight, including Holy Tree Knight, would likely be forced to retreat in the face of such a trap-level battle!
Now, those Wood Elf were still shouting and killing, which made him lose face a bit, so he turned to the Holy Tree Knight next to him and ordered, "Tell Manid to quickly finish off the enemies and clean up the battlefield.
I've never liked drawn-out battles."
"Understood," the Holy Tree Knight immediately responded in a deep voice, then turned and walked towards the stairs to convey Shen Mu's order.
About three to five minutes passed.
"For the Rodok Kingdom!"
"For Lord Shen Mu!"
"Rodok Sergeant! Switch to straight-bladed combat sabers! Kill!"
A series of powerful shouts, like a mountain collapse, appeared in the stairwell, then swept deafeningly to the 3rd floor.
A smile appeared at the corner of Shen Mu's mouth as he still stood on the balcony.
He knew very well.
Now.
It was time for those Rodok Sergeant to begin their close-quarters slaughter.
And thinking of the Rodok Sergeant's heavy armor, their heavy broadshields like door panels, the palm-wide straight-bladed combat sabers tucked at their waists, and the terrifying lethality brought by this heavy defensive power.
Shen Mu's mood became even more pleasant.
Although the Rodok Sergeant were known for their defense, it should be known that counter-attacking was also the specialty of these top-tier defensive infantry, the Rodok Sergeant!
Castle Hall.
Manid also drew his knight's sword at this moment, turned his head to glance at the five Holy Tree Knight protecting him behind him, and without any hesitation, directly raised his longsword and pointed forward, shouting loudly:
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
At the same time, in front of him, the Rodok Sergeant also let out roars, changing from their previous cold, indifferent, rock-like appearance to a fierce and sharp demeanor.
Then, these Rodok Sergeant unhesitatingly threw down the long halberds in their hands, including the heavy broadshields on their left arms, which were like small door panels.
They all threw them on the ground.
Then they directly reached for the palm-wide straight-bladed combat sabers at their waists, stepped over the three or four layers of Wood Elf corpses already covering the ground in front of them, immediately disbanded the spear formation, and then roared, raising their straight-bladed combat sabers, grinning as they hacked at the Wood Elf in front of them!
The straight-bladed combat sabers used by the Rodok Sergeant were, in a true sense, equivalent to cleavers.
The back of the blade was an inch thick.
Heavy and powerful.
Because the Rodok Mountainous Region was truly overgrown with trees and weeds, their straight-bladed combat sabers evolved from mountain-cleaving knives.
They were good at hacking and could break armor; against unarmored units, they were basically like their prototype, the mountain-cleaving knife, effortlessly cleaving as if chopping wood, able to cut something in two with a single blow.
For example, now.
The Wood Elf at the very front had no idea that these heavily armored human soldiers, who had originally formed a tight spear formation, would instantly, with a single command, immediately drop their long halberds and heavy broadshields, then draw the straight-bladed combat sabers from their waists and hack at them.
As a result, they could only reluctantly use their beautifully curved Elven longswords to block, but upon contact with the directly downward-chopping straight-bladed combat sabers, they realized that these were not combat sabers at all.
Rather, it would be more appropriate to classify them as axe-like weapons!
'Clang!'
A Rodok Sergeant's straight-bladed combat saber heavily struck the Wood Elf longsword that came to block it; the straight-bladed combat saber, which was already quite heavy, directly smashed the Wood Elf longsword down, so much so that the Wood Elf's slender wrist was simply unable to exert effective force to block the powerful, downward-chopping straight-bladed combat saber.
With a crisp sound, the straight-bladed combat saber had already pressed the Wood Elf longsword to the very bottom, and incidentally, its extended blade had already heavily cut into the Wood Elf's shoulder.
It directly broke and severed the Wood Elf's shoulder blade and spine.
Almost splitting this Wood Elf in two.
Completely cleaved open!
But it didn't matter; whether it was cleaved open or not had no impact whatsoever on this Rodok Sergeant's attack, because with an injury of this level, this Wood Elf was already declared dead.
However, this Rodok Sergeant showed no sign of stopping; his straight-bladed combat saber was a one-handed weapon, but it could also be used as a two-handed weapon.
Or rather, the straight-bladed combat saber itself was a two-handed weapon on the battlefield.
That's why it's so powerful and heavy.
Therefore...
It could be swung to chop at the enemies around them indiscriminately!
Those Wood Elf simply couldn't imagine that these heavily armored human soldiers, gripping the hilts of their straight-bladed combat sabers with both hands, could still unleash such terrifying combat power after the spear formation disintegrated, making it impossible for them to resist.
And there was no way to resist.
Even if some Wood Elf, with a desperate resolve, allowed the straight blade to sever their arm or shoulder, or even their thigh, or even cut them in half at the waist, they would still try to take the enemy down with them, directly thrusting out the Wood Elf longsword in their hand.
Yet, it still had no effect.
The Wood Elf longsword directly struck the Rodok Sergeant's chest.
However, it should be known that the Rodok Sergeant wore three layers of armor, starting with two layers of linen robes underneath, the first layer of armor being heavy chainmail, the second layer being cotton armor sewn with iron plates, and the outermost third layer being leather armor made from hides hunted in the Rodok Mountainous Region.
Therefore, the Rodok Sergeant looked quite bulky, holding a heavy broadshield as if they were stinky, hard boulders from the Rodok Mountainous Region.
They were considered the top heavy infantry in Calradia in terms of defense.
Even Swadian Knight, armed with the longest, strongest, and sharpest heavy extra-long lances, would not dare to easily confront a spear formation formed by them head-on.
After all, exchanging a Swadian Knight, who was of high status, powerful, and extremely difficult to train, for one of these Rodok Sergeant, who came from humble backgrounds.
Having a Swadian Knight die with a Rodok Sergeant.
Was in itself the most foolish act.
This demonstrated how powerful the Rodok Sergeant's defensive capabilities and counter-attacking abilities were.
At the same time, once they fell into a melee, these Rodok Sergeant, wearing three layers of heavy armor, heavy helmets on their heads, chainmail on their arms, and chainmail leather boots on their hands and feet.
These Rodok Sergeant, armed to the teeth from head to toe.
Were equally terrifying!
Because of the Rodok Sergeant's incredibly strong defense, they were like iron turtles, not needing to defend with shields, only needing to grip their heavy, axe-like straight-bladed combat sabers with both hands and indiscriminately hack at any enemy daring to appear in front of them.
Just like now, these hundreds of Rodok Sergeant, after spreading out, charged forward shoulder to shoulder.
Like a moving heavy city wall.
Crashing through everything.
Slowly.
Pressing forward!
Any Wood Elf daring to appear before these Rodok Sergeant was either cleaved in two by a straight-bladed combat saber, or their weapons simply couldn't break through the Rodok Sergeant's defense during a desperate counterattack, and they were then brutally chopped to death on the spot by the straight-bladed combat saber again.
Even in the eyes of these Wood Elf, the Rodok Sergeant appearing before them bravely descended the steep stairs.
Then, they formed a line again in the lord's hall.
Slowly walking and pressing towards them.
Just like a road roller.
Crushing any Wood Elf in front of them to death, unable to resist, unable to struggle, dying in an instant before these human heavy infantry, turning into dismembered corpses brutally hacked down, then trampled by heavy feet, even their bones seemingly deeply cracked by the heavy steps, making crunching sounds.
Extremely tragic.
"What kind of monsters are these? What kind of monsters?!"
"Our plan has failed, we can't stay here any longer, we must escape quickly, we can't go on like this!"
"We've been ambushed, we're defeated, we must escape quickly, or we'll all die here!"
The Wood Elf's eyes seemed to be splitting open, their eyes wide with fear, no longer possessing the initial excitement of charging in for a beheading operation.
They all knew.
Now they were defeated.
Even though they still had over 800 Wood Elf remaining, they were still helpless against the heavily armored human soldiers advancing in a line.
They had no way to break through the defenses of these heavily armored human soldiers, so as long as they got close and started close-quarters combat, even if they could use their flexible and agile fighting stance to avoid one or two hacks from the straight-bladed combat sabers.
They could even use the Wood Elf Sword Dancer's agile movements to slash or thrust their slender Wood Elf longswords at the armor of these human soldiers.
Of course, they still couldn't inflict any damage on these Rodok Sergeant.
No way to break their defense.
That's like tickling them.
These Rodok Sergeant could make countless mistakes, and these Wood Elf could attack countless times, but as long as a Rodok Sergeant found an opportunity and delivered a single blow, then these Wood Elf would either die or be severely crippled!
This was why these Wood Elf were so terrified now, because their attacks were like tickling.
Staying here any longer would be no different from seeking death.
If that was the case, then why not escape quickly? If they escaped, they could save their lives; at least they wouldn't have to die.
When this thought appeared in the minds of these Wood Elf, they finally couldn't hold on any longer, especially when another twenty or thirty Wood Elf at the very front were easily chopped to death on the spot by those heavily armored human soldiers, and those who hadn't fully died looked extremely miserable, completely shaking the morale of these Wood Elf, who began to retreat involuntarily.
"Escape! We must escape, we can't stay here."
"I want to go back to the Wood Elf Plane, I never want to come to this basketball world again, I want to go back to the Wood Elf Plane, even if I'm punished, I will escape!"
Finally, these Wood Elf Sword Dancer completely collapsed in morale, having no courage left to continue fighting at this point.
Without hesitation, they turned and fled.
And some timid Wood Elf Sword Dancer even threw away the longswords in their hands while fleeing, which clattered to the ground, making even crisper sounds.
As a result, more Wood Elf Sword Dancer at this moment perceived the collapse of morale and the collapse of the formation, and they also joined the fleeing crowd.
The remaining 700-plus Wood Elf dispersed on the spot.
They almost squeezed against each other like a human wave towards the narrow entrance of the castle hall, and because of the fear in their hearts, they no longer cared that those around them were their companions they had lived with day and night, even starting to push and curse.
Their goal was to quickly squeeze out of the castle hall and save themselves, so as not to be caught by the heavily armored human soldiers slowly approaching from behind.
And then have their lives ended with a single strike!
But precisely because of their crowding, after a portion of the Wood Elf rushed out, nearly seven or eight Wood Elf became entangled with each other.
Adding to those who fell and couldn't get up because they tripped over each other, they could only reach out and frantically grab at others' bodies, wanting them to pull them up, but instead, they pulled down even more people, causing more Wood Elf to crowd chaotically at the entrance of the castle hall.
Nearly 400 more Wood Elf were still trapped at the castle hall entrance.
Except for a small number of Wood Elf who realized something was wrong and directly jumped up, stepping on the bodies of their fallen Wood Elf companions in front, scrambling and tumbling, and climbing out from above the castle gate.
The remaining 300-plus Wood Elf were mercilessly hacked down one by one by the Rodok Sergeant who followed with heavy steps, raising the straight-bladed combat sabers in their hands.
It was as if they were in the Rodok Mountainous Region, effortlessly clearing obstructing weeds and trees with the straight-bladed combat sabers in their hands.
With blood splattering, with the sound of bones cracking, with the color of brains bursting out.
The entrance to the castle hall was cleared.
Trickles of fresh blood flowed.
A strong smell of blood mixed with a foul odor permeated the entire castle hall.
These Rodok Sergeant had proven with their performance why they could be considered one of Calradia's strongest infantry!(End of Chapter)
