Apocalypse Gachapon
Chapter 982: Cloud Peak Cavalry

“The two commanders are right. Let’s call back the troops today.”

An elegant figure appeared behind the three heads. They bowed and greeted the Saintess.

The second in command in Saint Light Hall, the Saintess everyone respected and loved, wore a white robe and held a crescent-shaped halberd.

She touched the cold metallic body and smiled gently, “Our warriors are tired. There is no rush. Commander Rong, this is a war that we will win. We mustn’t change because our enemies are being stubborn. We should be happy that the battle won’t be boring.”

Rongzhi smiled, “Right, the saintess is right. I was too anxious. Since that is the case, let’s call back the troops. Once we built the camp, it would be time to teach these barbarians a lesson.”

The orders were given, and the army made a move. Some troops at the back moved out of the mountain range. The small plains couldn’t fit so many. Those troops that would fight at the start would head back to rest.

Posthumous people’s Imperial City gates opened at that moment, and a squad covered in armor appeared!

At the same time, a flying squad made up of various beasts flew into the air towards the Saint Light Hall camp.

“They actually dare to exit the city?”

Like the Posthumous people, who experienced trauma when fighting the Saint Light Hall, the Saint Light Hall felt superior to the Posthumous people. To them, they were barbarians who had never seen a higher lifeform. Many Saint Light Hall people weren’t willing to admit that they were the same lifeform.

To them, Posthumous people should just hide in their city and rely on the walls to stop them. They wouldn’t dare to provoke them, much less sneak attack.

Some higher-ups who learned about this were shocked. The previous sneak attacks were from that weird faction. Even so, that faction didn’t dare to face them head-on.

Now, the gates opened, and their cavaliers surged out. In the sky were ten thousand air troops.

Who gave them the courage to attack?

A feeling of humiliation surged into all of their hearts.

Things were always like that. People would feel uncomfortable and even angry when things went against what you were used to. They would ignore the fact that their habits were not normal.

Saint Light Hall was like that. They only allowed the Posthumous people to defend themselves and couldn’t accept that they were attacking even if such a method made it easier for them to win.

“Get into formation! Face them! Kill them all!”

Rongzhi’s face was twisted, and he roared at the warriors around.

At this time, Saint Light Hall’s army showed its discipline and battle acumen. It had relaxed, and some troops had returned to camp. But the moment the order was given, it entered its battle mode and charged towards its positions in the formation.

The troops in charge of defense had rushed to the front. Although there weren’t many of them but at this time, they had to block the Posthumous people to win some time for their brothers to form up.

“Call Light Feather Warriors, eat their air forces!”

Zaili ordered the guards and his army to enter the mountain range to cause some psychological pressure. The Feather Warriors had entered the range, but they then exited. It wasn’t their time to fight, and the Spirit eagles needed large amounts of food. It wasn’t enough to rely on those they brought on this journey. So, they were sent out to hunt for food.

Although not all of them were here, some were. That was enough. To Zaili, the Posthumous people airforce was randomly made up. Their mounts were all different, so how could they form a sharp attack? Some of these mounts were slow and weak, so how could they fight? They were more like an air viewing unit.

Zaili was confident in wiping out their air force.

Although it was similar to cold weapons era fights, the contents differed.

For example, speed.

Be it the cavaliers who charged out of the city or those Saint Light Hall warriors who rushed to their spots, they were quick. To complete the Power of the God’s strike, Saint Light Hall’s forces were closeby and just a few hundred meters from the wall. Some higher-level warriors could even toss stones from that distance.

Of course, the accuracy couldn’t be promised.

Although some of them had walked back, they were still within a kilometer.

The Posthumous people’s cavaliers covered that distance instantly.

Although the Posthumous people couldn’t tame and nurture beasts on the level of Saint Light Hall, they raised many after all these years. Over twenty thousand of them charged out of the city.

Their mounts weren’t as standardized as Saint Light Hall, and their quality was different. Their charging formation was a little chaotic, but relying on the sudden attack and the lack of preparation, they managed to charge into the Saint Light Hall formation.

Blood and heads flew into the sky!

“Kill!”

The Saint Light Hall warriors were courageous. Although they were the minority, they faced the enemy to buy time for those behind. Half of their square formation was sliced, but the remaining few used their skills to fight back. The Posthumous people fell from their mounts as they were attacked.

Light and death was expected in a war. Everything happened in an instance.

“It is Little Tiger’s squad.” Ye Zhongming watched from the walls. He didn’t look at the battle but at the thousands of cavaliers in the same uniform and same mounts.

The mounts with red dragon heads and horse bodies were what Cloud Peak had been nurturing for two years… Cloud Hooves!

Cloud Peak’s first cavalier army officially stepped on this bright stage!