Chapter Fifty: Blood and Fog

  Midi is a ghost swordsman, not a wandering gunman.

  Even if he was a wandering gunman, he couldn't use the Rotating Blade. This is the exclusive weapon of the Night Blade Leopard Cavalry, and it takes years of training to master its manipulation and hit targets. Although Midy, as a Reborn, also knew about the Night Blade Leopard Cavalry, that was from the commander's perspective, not from the standpoint of a Rotating Blade user.

  Midi is the only melee profession in the entire team.

  But he didn't slow down the pace of his attack, on the contrary, in this battle where they had to destroy as many enemies as possible at the fastest speed, Middy was the one who charged forward the most.

  Three hundred Night Blade Leopard Cavalrymen were actually all chasing after his shadow, and they still had to go at full speed just to keep up!

  The elves' spinning blades mowed down the withered and rotten, reaping the enemy's lives like cutting wheat. However, Mide was even more terrifying, the black-haired youth who charged to the front was as if he had entered a no-man's land, his speed didn't slow down by even a bit!

  Midi rode at the forefront, wearing a black leather hunting suit, his black hair fluttering in the cold wind. In his hand was not the usual lightsaber that pursued speed and agility, but a large sword cast from black iron. The sword was as long as a person, heavy and wide, with every swing bringing forth a whistling sound, and every slash sending the enemy in front of him flying, along with their sword and armor, into smithereens.

  And on Medius' side was a gigantic black panther with a pair of scarlet fangs, equally ferocious, which could easily knock a heavy knight into the air with a single swipe of its paw and create an opening in the battle array with a single collision. Its fur was as hard as iron casting, almost impervious to swords and spears.

  One man, one sword, one horse, unstoppable momentum.

  In an instant, the originally chaotic camp of the Scarlet Flame Legion was burst open with a bloody gap, and the Night Blade Leopard Cavalry poured in through this gap, stabbing straight at the vital points.

  "Follow me!" Midei shouted, and **'s Bloodtooth Cheetah suddenly accelerated.

  With an unparalleled speed and acceleration, Midei's large sword in his hand swept out fiercely, instantly bringing out a strong gust of wind.

  A shield wall just set up by the knights of the Scarlet Flame Legion was crushed in an instant, and the hard wooden tower shields were shattered into countless pieces flying everywhere. The soldiers supporting on both sides were also brought down by this massive blow, spewing blood as they were chopped off and flew away.

  The Night Blade Leopard Cavalry charged again without any hesitation.

  Very strong, extremely strong!

  Krusty, who had been barely keeping up with Middy all along, felt incredulous once again.

  He was originally curious, this guy who uses lightsaber and pursues speed and skill, what can he do in this cavalry battle, or is it simply directing, or relying on the front line to boost morale? Can he really swing that big sword that looks cumbersome and not very sharp?

  But now, the answer is already in front of us. Just like how Middie effortlessly tamed the Bloodtooth Puma with a light touch, the unwieldy greatsword in his hands fully unleashed its powerful and majestic aura that could cleave through mountains with a single slash.

  And brought about an overwhelming crushing defeat.

  Although there were only 300 riders, in the large camp guarded by 4,500 enemy soldiers, they could be surrounded at any time and fall into danger. As a medium- to long-range night blade leopard cavalry, they had to control their distance from the enemy at all times, using guerrilla warfare tactics.

  But following Midy's back, being able to charge forward like this without any hesitation, has a feeling of crushing the enemy. No, it's not a feeling, I should say, at this moment, we are indeed crushing the enemy!

  Following a guy like this into battle doesn't seem like a bad choice either. Krasite couldn't help but think that way.

  The next moment, Midy's command sounded again: "Prepare to change formation, full firepower!"

  Always like a charging spear formation, the vanguard in the middle slowed down at this command, and the wing guards on both sides pressed up with all their might. The Night Blade Leopard Cavalry advanced steadily through the fog without any confusion, changing formations in an orderly manner as they moved forward. In an instant, it transformed into a crescent shape, with two wings protruding and the center contracting, apparently preparing to encircle.

  And what Midee wants to surround are the mages of the Scarlet Flame Legion.

  This was also the main purpose of this night raid - annihilating the enemy's artillery group.

  The Scarlet Flame Legion is called "Scarlet Flame" because it has a large number of elemental mages who are skilled in fire magic. There are several high-ranking mages above level 35, and they also possess a secret technique that can enhance each other's effects, increasing the power and range of their spells. This makes the Scarlet Flame Legion's magical attacks extremely outstanding, with the longest range reaching an unprecedented 900 meters, far surpassing longbows.

  It is precisely by virtue of this advantage that in most battles, the Scarlet Flame Legion can take the initiative to gain the upper hand.

  When Medich launched a surprise attack on York County and had Fina launch a magical assault, General Red Fox's first reaction was to locate Fina's position and then have the elemental mages use large-scale magic for saturation attacks.

  At that time, he didn't consider the issue of range at all, but this wasn't an oversight or arrogance, it was a very reasonable judgment. It's just that the opponent he encountered was Miti and that genius among geniuses girl, so in the end he had no choice but to retreat and pursue.

  But now, the elves are not bullet queens, even if they are the strongest wandering archers, using charging skills, the range is only around 260 meters.

  Two hundred and sixty meters against nine hundred meters, of course there is no chance of winning.

  Fortunately, launching an attack of that magnitude requires various preset conditions, and only a great magician above level 35 can do it. The effective attack distance of the general magician of the Flame Legion is three hundred meters. However, this is still higher than the range of the Elf Army.

  A 40-meter range difference is already a factor that can bring victory in an evenly matched confrontation, let alone when it's now 2,000 versus 7,000.

  Long-range magic bombing over a wide area, this is what Middy fears most.

  So, he was able to plan out a special route of march, which ultimately led to the "encounter" with the Scarlet Flame Legion in the Silver Birch Forest, and through various forest warfare tactics, restricted the enemy's proud elemental firepower. Finally, by eliminating the scouts, he created an opportunity for this surprise attack.

  In the ubiquitous fog, the elementalists' magical fluctuations were particularly noticeable. Eris had long since pointed out the direction to Middy, while the Scarlet Flame Legion was limited by the poor visibility of the foggy day. Although they could fight, they couldn't grasp the overall situation and it was difficult to distinguish Middy's true attack target.

  Thus, the elementalists who were not prepared to defend themselves were exposed under the spinning blades of three hundred night blade leopard cavalry without the shield of knights and the protection of soldiers.

  Everything has been laid out and arranged for tonight, in order to annihilate the proud mage corps of the Scarlet Flame Legion.

  And now, it's just that time.

  "Kill!" Midie shouted loudly.

  Accompanied by this sound, the black night sky was instantly covered with a silver-white light wheel. The mist was suddenly torn apart by icy blades, and the elemental masters of the Red Flame Army became the objects of devouring blades. In just a blink of an eye, with the flashing of swords and shadows rising and falling, rotating blades occasionally pierced through, severed limbs, blood, fallen bodies, and painful suppressed screams wove together into a chaotic web.

  The magicians finally found themselves as targets, relying on their large numbers to try and counterattack with spells when their companions were killed, but at this time, they discovered that the 30-meter visual distance in the fog had become a terrible obstacle.

  Thirty meters, this is the distance where elves can exert their maximum power with spinning blades, but for mages who need to chant spells, it's too close.

  Within thirty meters, the enemy is discovered and chanting begins, which takes too much time. As if predicting this point early on, the Night Blade Leopard Cavalry, while manipulating the spinning blade to weave a web of death, will also take the opportunity to shoot a cold arrow at the wizard who enters their line of sight from time to time, making it impossible for them to chant.

  Only large-scale attack magic can produce results, so mages began to use range spells regardless of the possibility of friendly fire.

  Inferno Strike, Thunderfire, Extreme Ice Feast...

  Pure white ice crystals, crimson flames, and lightning from the sky turned this camp into a dazzling spectacle of death in an instant.

  However, after the spell was cast, the elemental masters found to their surprise that its power had decreased by at least 20% compared to usual.

  The effect of the fog demon is not only to block the line of sight, nor is it just to strengthen friendly forces. It can also weaken the enemy's power and even extract magic from the spells cast by the enemy to strengthen itself. Area-of-effect magic is precisely the easiest to be absorbed by the fog demon.

  As the mages cast more area-of-effect spells, the mist demons grew stronger. The stronger they became, the more magical energy they absorbed, and the greater the interference they caused. Moreover, the Night Blade Leopard Riders wore leather armor with a certain degree of magic resistance, and their movement speed was astonishingly high. For area-of-effect magic that couldn't be locked onto and had a certain warning period, they could dodge with ease.

  After several rounds, the mages not only failed to inflict much damage on the enemy, but also suffered heavy casualties themselves, and were further entangled in the web of blades woven by the spinning blades, unable to form an effective formation or counterattack.

  Every time the blade flies up, every time the night blade leopard's pounce and bite, it will take away a life. The mages of the Scarlet Flame Legion, in the face of this sudden attack, are decreasing in number at an unprecedented speed, with a tendency to be annihilated.

  Right in their own backyard.

  Under the siege of just three hundred Night Blade Leopard Cavalrymen.

  "We can't keep going like this!" a 35-level great magician shouted in exasperation, and then he began to chant an even stronger range magic without regard for anything.

  This magic is not for killing the enemy in front of you, but for breaking through, so once it's cast, it will spread out extremely wide, even weakening the fog demon greatly.

  Two apprentice mages nodded in unison and immediately cast an ice shield on the great mage at the same time, standing guard on both sides as they waited for the spell to take effect.

  However, the spell had just begun, and a black-haired youth holding a giant sword as long as a person was riding a giant leopard, rushing out of the fog like an arrow. The man and his mount jumped up together, and the big sword chopped down on their heads.

  Demon Slayer Skill: Collapse Mountain Strike