Amber Sword-Chapter 540: Act 19 Lumberyard Battle (6) (1st update, explosive today, please subscribe)

Capítulo 540: Act 19 Lumberyard Battle (6) (1st update, explosive today, please subscribe)

When the mercenaries discovered that the cave dwellers were slamming heavily into the shields they had raised, there was not a sound, the immense force silently and abruptly flipping the people in the front row who fell towards the back row, but the entire process felt like a pantomime—silent and soundless.

Everyone was stunned.

Yuta looked back, her conspicuous flaming red hair whipping in the crowd. In the eyes of the female mercenary group leader, she saw Brand lowering his hand on the other side of the battlefield:

At that moment, six ten-foot silence spells accurately covered the entire front line of the battlefield—

The cave dwellers immediately fell into boundless panic. Having lost their sense of sound, these creatures from the underground of Jogen Digan became like complete ‘blind men’—just like a person would if they suddenly lost all perception of the world around them.

Their first reaction was either to instinctively retreat or to swing their long spears forward, futilely trying to protect themselves.

This chaos quickly spread among the cave dwellers.

So the front row of cave dwellers collided with the back row, or were mistaken for enemies by their own kind, frantically running wild, or fighting one another. Although several human mercenaries were caught up in this chaos, most of the mercenaries freed their hands, immediately realizing after a brief shock:

Victory seemed to be within reach.

So this is how it is, everyone had just one thought flashing through their minds at this moment.

Meanwhile, Brand casually discarded the soul crystal exhausted of its energy—giving a glance in this direction, as if he had foreseen the result of the battle.

“So that’s how it is.” Seeing the expression on the young noble’s face, Fern suddenly understood.

“These fools actually have this weakness.” Crenxia responded flatly from one side.

The silver-haired middle-aged man kept a close eye on the front line situation, ordering the flag to be replaced immediately. The red striped flag representing the charge was now flying high over the battlefield. The mercenaries at the front didn’t need to hear orders, they just had to see this conspicuous flag to understand what to do next.

The warriors dropped the large shields in their hands and drew weapons from underneath—one moment ago they were defenders, but now the roles had reversed—as if an invisible wave swept across the battlefield, the mercenaries began their counterattack.

The cave dwellers, like blind men, were unable to resist the organized and orderly human attack. Though they possessed great strength, it was useless if they couldn’t hit their enemy. Especially in the midst of ‘darkness,’ they were overwhelmed by an instinctual dread that caused panic and retreat the moment they were attacked.

Thus, the front line of the cave dwellers began to collapse in chaos, while the cave dweller warriors supervising from the rear were similarly unable to effectively receive messages and stop what was happening; and in their perception, the range of the silence spells was like a black hole, swallowing all sound feedback.

All those of their kin who entered the black hole’s range were instantly defeated, and the retreat of nearly a hundred cave dwellers on the front line thereby caused a shakeup in the entire cave dweller army. Even those who had retreated beyond the range of the silence spells found that the mass escape of hundreds of their own kind made it impossible for them to stay, initially only the cave dwellers but then realizing the tide had turned, the cave dweller warriors also began to turn back, then the bear goblins—finally, this retreat turned into a rout.

But in truth, the actual battle situation was not so one-sided.

In the first round of attacks by the mercenaries, fewer than twenty cave dwellers fell, their bodies lying sparsely on the riverbank, soaked by the river water. At this moment, however, the cave dwellers had no intention of looking back to count their casualties, they only submitted to the terror in their hearts, panicking and sprinting towards the other end of the riverbank, with no formation or organization, like a scattering of sand pushing each other forward.

Quite a few cave dwellers were trampled to death by their own kind, leaving a trail of corpses.

After the mercenaries broke out of the silence spell range, they changed formations under Yuta’s command, skillfully separating into three arrows to chase the fleeing cave dwellers. This duck-herding combat style was one that most found familiar and enjoyable, though they could hardly believe that all of this had truly happened, the comparison on the battlefield changed completely with just one encounter.