When the Saintess Arrives, No King Exist

Mamao Dog Head crouched in the bushes, staring at the battlefield of the Suo Mu River ahead.

On this broad battlefield, 12 meters long and 10 meters wide, hundreds of divisions engaged in a frenzied battle before the surging Suo Mu River.

The metallic scent of blood filled the air, drowning out all sounds, leaving only the rhythm of heartbeats echoing in their ears.

Clearly, the forty divisions of the Kongge Alliance Army were being intensely suppressed by the Mengge Alliance's numerical advantage of over fifty percent their size due to the river-crossing campaign.

A full sixty divisions formed the Alexander Phalanx composed of sixty Centurions, with endless lines of Beastification Masters striking relentlessly at the Kongge Alliance Army.

These Beastmen were the top-tier force of their kingdoms, each being the mightiest warriors in their realm, considered elite battle-hardened Centurions.

The Suo Mu River was the core battlefield, unlike other places filled with regular soldiers; the battle here was much more intense.

Like the El Empire, soldiers came from various nations, and their spears also had distinct features.

For instance, two divisions from the Wolf Head Kingdom tied cleavers to four-meter-long wooden poles, while the Pisa Kingdom fell slightly behind, using long bone needles.

Among the three divisions of the Osha Kingdom, they were the best equipped, with two of them tying the only two iron cleavers of the entire kingdom to poles, while the third had no spearhead at all.

This was an all-out effort!

As for national treasures like pitchforks and hoes, they wouldn't be used unless absolutely necessary, as it would affect farming the following year.

Compared to their diverse spears, their shields were relatively uniform, either pot lids or cesspit covers.

In front of the two armies, spears continuously jabbed, sharp bone needles snapped by hard iron spoons, but the next second, cleavers advanced, instantly chopping off the iron spoon spear shafts.

Wooden spears occasionally broke on the bodies of warriors from both sides, and every time this happened, the Beastmen would curse the quartermasters loudly.

The Mengge Alliance Army's commander, Dong Pia, shouted towards the Kongge Alliance Army's phalanx, "Surrender, for victory shall ultimately belong to Mengge!"

"We will never surrender; we will hold out until the last moment!"

"Take cover! Enemy artillery incoming!"

The slingshot's strap shook, and stones the size of quail eggs rained down, once again disrupting the rhythm of the Mengge Alliance Army's river crossing.

But even so, Kongge's army still couldn't break the phalanx of the elite Mengge Alliance Army.

"What ironclad resolve!" Even as the commander on the Kongge Alliance Army's side, Hariba from the Carthage Kingdom couldn't help but praise.

The Suo Mu River, four meters wide, was already floating with injured Beastmen, and those drifting on the water continued to hurl curses at the enemy Beastmen.

In the distance, the dark blue mountains merged with the sky, with hundreds of divisions vying for this strategic point for nearly ten days.

They had almost drained an entire generation's blood.

"It's time to end this war!" Hariba raised his banner high, waving it across the riverbank.

Mamao swallowed hard, but his throat remained dry. The Mengge Alliance would never have guessed that they would be here.

Under Hariba's command from Carthage, they followed the night upstream and climbed the 50-meter-high Delphic Mountain to launch a surprise attack on the Mengge Alliance Army.

Looking out from the bushes, there were the almost defenseless backs of the Mengge Alliance Army soldiers.

They had a full twenty elite veterans, wielding uniform hardwood laundry war hammers, set to charge in from the enemies' rear hard.

As Hariba raised the battle flag and waved it repeatedly, Mamao knew that it was time.

No fear, Mamao could only fight.

With the chaotic sound of footsteps, a complete twenty divisions of elite Beastmen charged out of the bushes, slamming into the back of the Mengge Alliance Army like a torrent.

The laundry war hammers struck the back of their heads, and the previously orderly formation instantly fell into disarray. Mamao and other elite warriors immediately forced the Mengge Alliance Army's sixty divisions to engage in north-south line battles.

"Damn it, it's the Kongge Alliance Army!"

"Hold steady, hold steady, turn the spears around... The frontline, don't turn, the backline turn, I mean the backline... I mean the backline should turn, the frontline should not!"

"Those who already turned in the back, don't follow the front in turning! Frontline, if you turned before, turn back; backline, if you haven't turned, turn back..."

"Don't you understand such simple orders? Can't you see which direction the enemy is coming from?"

"Hey, hey, hey, the one in the red clothes, you're in the backline, why are you turning back after turning the right way?"

"But when I turn, there's no one in front of me, doesn't that make me frontline? Didn't you say those who turned in the frontline before should turn back?"

"I mean, I..."

Before Dong Pia could finish, a laundry war hammer swung toward him, and he immediately dodged aside, retreating into the army formation.

No matter why the enemy soldiers were spinning like tops with spears in the formation, the Kongge Alliance Army across the way immediately took the opportunity to cross the river and charge at them.

The battlefield's situation reversed in an instant, but after stabilizing the formation, the Mengge troops didn't collapse, continuing to fiercely counterattack with bruised faces.

As the fierce battle raged on the Suo Mu River, a loud sound of galloping hooves approached. On the long road of the embankment, Horn rode his warhorse, followed by over a hundred soldiers, galloping forward.

"Gentlemen, please stop!" The Vargi Guard Captain beside Horn shouted, "In the name of the Pope, please cease fighting immediately, we have something to say, this is also the intent of both your armies' leaders."

But by this point, both sides were already locked in a blood frenzy, uncaring of anything else. They fought on crazily without heeding any command.

Blood was the theme of the Suo Mu River today.

"No choice but to step in and mediate." Watching the fiercely brawling Beastmen, Horn's hand struck down like a knife, "Black Hat Army, deploy! Knock them all out for me!"

Seemingly taking this as a signal, a hundred Black Hat Army decrees appeared behind them one after another.

The scent of blood drifted in the cold air, and the dancing sunlight glinted on the silver half-body armor, its scale-like sparkle stabbing the eyes of the Beastmen.

Dong Pia, bewildered and surprised, rubbed his eyes, staring in disbelief at these people, why were they glowing?

Over a hundred people, glowing with silver light, were stout and muscular, each holding a... Heavens, they had all tied cleavers to their spears!

Never in life had there been such elite warriors!

Dong Pia immediately reacted, yelling, "Everyone, ceasefire, ceasefire, it's the Pope's Holy Knights."

But Hariba seemed oblivious, considering the battle won regardless of any treachery the enemy might use.

"Black Hat Army!"

The hundred Black Hat veteran soldiers who had survived the brutal battle of Joan of Arc Castle were no longer the same Black Hat Army that had been beaten by the White Maple Mercenaries.

"Charge!"

Their heavy footsteps thundered on the ground, producing a heavy thudding sound. Each step landed with the clanging clash of armor, the sound harmonizing with the regimented stepping noise.

This rhythmic sound's frequency increased, and even with only a hundred or so men, they stomped with the momentum of a mighty army.

A Beastman warrior brandished his spear high, charging at the Black Hat troops, shouting.

"Hiya!"

The spear swung, casting sharp shadows and landing on a Black Hat troop's shoulder.

It actually struck?

Sparks flew in a continuous stream along the cleaver and silver chest armor, scattering like water droplets into the air.

"How is this possible?" the Beastman shouted.

"Ah!"

As the Black Hat troops collided into the battle formations of a hundred and twenty divisions, the elite Beastman warriors toppled like dominoes.