Grandmaster Hunter of Age of Mythology

Prince Chuqi was delighted: "Hey, they finally surrendered. They must be starving! This battle will surely go down in history. I will rely on their defeat to stand out. That's great. My father will surely look at me differently, hahahaha!"

"Your Highness, our army is exhausted and has no strength to rush out and fight them to the death. Alas, we have really missed a good opportunity."

Prince Chu Qi was originally only the second son of the king, and in his lifetime he would at most be a leisurely prince outside the capital. But this time he was given a mission in a time of crisis, and he was counting on this battle to make great achievements and prove that he was also capable of fighting.

He was more eager than anyone to wipe out these church armed forces. Looking at the average number of enemies attacking the city each time, more than 30,000 people came one after another, and there were less than 20,000 people defending this long city wall. It was really not easy.

At this time, they had already killed no less than 50,000 enemies, so the whole army was exhausted. They almost lost the battle, but fortunately the magician Sendi came to rescue them. He was also exhausted and was escorted away to rest.

So Prince Chu Qi ordered the entire army to rest and let these people starve for a while before taking any action.

The church's armed forces were in a dilemma, with despair in their eyes. They had already attacked the city with all their might, but were eventually beaten back. Who would have thought that there were powerful royal guards guarding the city in person? The paladins were hungry and extremely passive, and suffered heavy casualties.

They were on the defensive at the moment, and the top leaders discussed ways to evacuate. Because there were so many people, they fled into the jungle and could not get enough food wherever they went.

Now the top leaders have decided that the church armed forces should flee into the mountains in different places and randomly escape to the territories controlled by the church to save their lives. Otherwise, when the enemies in the city recover, they will surely rush out. By then, the hungry church armed forces will be unable to resist and the situation will be precarious.

"All troops, listen to my orders..."

The meeting was over at this time, and the generals returned to their respective units to prepare for assignments. The white-robed priest was about to make the final mobilization - the captain-level officers would lead the troops to retreat in a dispersed manner, making it difficult for the pursuers to take care of both ends.

If half of these church armed forces can survive, it will be a valuable force. Be prepared for the worst. This time, they have traveled 800 miles from the Kuik Province and have suffered repeated defeats. They have reached the end of their rope. A hundred thousand troops are useless...

The white-robed priest stood in front of everyone, his eyes firm and powerful. The warriors were low in spirits, as if he could penetrate the frustration and confusion that filled the air.

He cleared his throat and said in a loud and deep voice: "Warriors, at this moment, your hearts may be shrouded in a haze, and your morale may have fallen to the bottom, but please listen to me."

"We have committed ourselves to a sacred mission, to protect the faith in our hearts and to defend the supreme truth. We are not doing this for personal glory or worldly interests, but for the eternal glory." The pastor's words echoed in everyone's heart like a huge bell.

"Look at the weapons in your hands. They are not cold steel, but symbols of justice. Every swing is a whip to evil, and every attack is an expulsion of darkness. Our strength comes from our beliefs, and our courage comes from the gods we believe in." He opened his arms, as if he wanted to embrace everyone in his arms.

“Perhaps the road ahead is full of difficulties and obstacles, and perhaps the enemy seems extremely powerful, but don’t forget that behind us are thousands and thousands of believers, and their prayers and blessings accompany us. What we carry is not only our own destiny, but also the hope of the entire church.” Tears flashed in the pastor’s eyes, which showed his deep concern for everyone and his firm commitment to the mission.

"Warriors, raise your heads and hold your chests high. Let the fire in our hearts burn again, and let our fighting spirit rise again under the illumination of faith. Victory will belong to us, and glory will be with us!" The pastor's words were like a passionate war drum, beating everyone's heart.

The church armed forces gradually raised their heads, and a spark of hope rekindled in their eyes. They held their weapons tightly, and their faith became stronger. Encouraged by the pastor, they were ready to fight again, fearlessly for their faith and justice.

The soldiers were then assigned tasks and evacuated in units at the captain level. All supplies were abandoned and the troops fled in an orderly manner.

The prince witnessed all this, looked at the exhausted defenders, and sighed to the sky: "After all, there are not enough troops, otherwise I would keep them. They are lucky! Soldiers, take a good rest, and later I will pay the civilians to clean up the battlefield and deal with the mountains of corpses..."

"Yes, I'll arrange someone to do it right away."

"This king wants to visit the wounded and comfort the soldiers after the vicissitudes of war..."

On the other hand, Kashin witnessed the retreat of the church's armed forces from the perspective of Night Owl Angel. He saw the chaotic team and the figures who had abandoned their armor and weapons. He made a prompt decision and ordered a chase. His resolute tone seemed to penetrate the sky: "They can't run far, chase them!"

So when the church's armed forces were preparing to evacuate, four hundred warriors rode on wolves and quickly approached the church's armed forces. The wolves galloped across the land with their agile bodies, raising clouds of dust.

The other side sent out 2,000 light cavalry to intercept them. They also forced themselves to charge forward, but their haggard faces and heavy bodies showed that they were too hungry to muster any energy.

Fortunately, the wolves had eaten the flesh of the warriors' corpses and still had the strength to fight, so they stepped forward and waited for the uninvited guests behind them. The wolves bared their teeth and their eyes flashed with ferocity.

The two sides started fighting. Only about twenty hunters including Lian Kashin were good at riding and shooting. They scattered in the wheat fields and charged, appearing and disappearing like ghosts.

The arrows shot out were used as hunting methods, and each arrow carried a deadly threat. Other hunters ran at high speed to approach the target and shoot the enemy with archery, their eyes were firm, and they locked onto the enemy tightly.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, Kashin shot and killed an opponent with an ordinary hard bow. The arrow was like a meteor across the sky, and morale was instantly boosted.

"Master Kashin, you have a good method. The fighting spirit can cause an explosion. If he doesn't die, he will be crippled..." the soldier next to him shouted excitedly.

"Everyone keep your distance, don't let the Paladin cast the Holy Light spell, and go around in circles after shooting a round, guerrilla warfare back and forth," Jean Toque reminded loudly. His voice echoed on the battlefield, making every soldier remember the tactics.

In fact, they had already discussed the fighting method, ensuring safety first. As they galloped through the wheat fields, their arrows were extremely accurate, posing great danger to the enemy. Each arrow carried the anger and determination of the warriors.

Those who were not good at horseback archery could also jump swiftly and flexibly, and shoot accurately with hard bows. They shuttled around the battlefield like agile cheetahs.

In the first round, several light cavalrymen had their wolves shot down. Kashin took the lead and turned around, waiting for an opportunity to shoot again. This tactic was very disgusting, but the enemy had no choice but to follow. The scene was chaotic and tense.

Kashin's leadership and the bravery of the senior mercenary hunters were fully demonstrated in this fierce battle.