Chapter 58: Chapter 58: Blood Boiling Frenzy

Clip-clop, clip-clop—!

The urgent sound of hooves shook the earth like a war drum.

Haskell, the captain of the Snow Swearers, suddenly looked up, his gaze as sharp as a wolf’s, staring intently at the swirling dust in the distance.

That wasn’t the sound of fleeing horses, but the uniform clatter of iron riders!

They have arrived.

The next moment, the neighs of warhorses pierced the smoke, and crimson figures rushed out from the dust.

The armor of the Red Tide Knights reflected a cold brilliance in the sunset, like a sharp sword slashing out from the abyss!

“Warriors, form the line!” Haskell suddenly raised his war axe and growled lowly.

The Snow Oath Warriors quickly mobilized, raising their shields, thrusting their spears, gripping their war axes at an angle, their eyes filled with vigilance, sweat sliding down their foreheads.

But the Red Tide Knights gave them no time to breathe!

Swoosh!

The air was torn apart, sharp javelins and arrows rained down like a sudden storm!

Ranged throwing weapons!

They plan to wear us down like this!

Haskell’s pupils narrowed slightly, and his heart sank heavily.

He immediately realized this was a carefully planned ambush tactic.

These knights intended to first use ranged attacks to tear their defense line, waiting for formation to loosen, and then seize the opportunity to strike.

“Shield wall! Quickly!”

The Snow Swearers instantly raised their heavy shields, followed by a series of dull thuds.

“Argh!”

However, a young Snow Oath Warrior was a bit slow.

He stumbled back with a scream, a javelin piercing through his chest, blood splattering.

He opened his mouth in unwillingness, but only foamed blood gushed out, then he fell heavily and immediately twitched, losing his breath.

“Damn it! Damn knights!” A warrior next to him roared, eyes flashing with violent killing intent.

“Don’t rush! Hold the formation first!” Haskell gritted his teeth and roared.

The Red Tide Knights’ first harassment squad retreated swiftly after throwing their javelins without any intention of lingering.

Raising a cloud of dust, blurring the vision of the Snow Swearers.

“These bastards…”

Not giving them time to adjust, another team of knights was already assaulting from the flank!

Neeeeigh—!

Warhorses shrieked wildly, iron hooves churned!

The second squad of Red Tide Knights charged into the battlefield, lances blazing with fierce crimson fighting energy, heading straight for the Snow Oath Warriors’ flank!

“Their main attack is here!” a Snow Oath Warrior exclaimed, instinctively moving toward the flank.

“Don’t move! Don’t fall for it!” Haskell barked harshly, but it was too late.

The second tactic of the Red Tide Knights succeeded!

The flank attack was not the main assault but to disorganize the formation!

During the charge, the lances and sabers of the Red Tide Knights flashed with crimson fighting energy, weaving through the enemy ranks!

Splat!

Blood splattered as a Snow Oath Warrior’s throat was pierced by a lance, blood spraying everywhere!

Within a few short seconds, the defense line was torn apart!

Haskell’s brows furrowed into a frown, his teeth almost grinding to powder.

He finally realized this was a meticulously prepared hunt, and they were merely the toyed prey!

“Damn it…” He clenched the war axe, his eyes growing darker, deep blue fighting energy surging around him.

But at this moment, the third squad of Red Tide Knights quietly emerged.

“Kill!”

A low, cold voice rang out, accompanied by thunderous hoofbeats pounding the ground.

Haskell whirled around.

“Charge!”

Lambert led the squad composed of Elite Knights and High-tier Official Knights, charging out of the dust!

Their speed was faster than the knights before, their lances pointed straight ahead, like a gale sweeping into the battlefield!

Bang!

A Snow Oath Warrior didn’t even have time to defend before being impaled through the chest by a lance shrouded in crimson fighting energy.

The whole person was nailed to the ground, blood slowly sliding down the lance blade, the fighting energy burning and corroding the wound, making even the corpse tremble slightly!

“Bastards!” Haskell roared, deep blue fighting energy surging, his war axe sweeping ferociously!

Clang—!

The lance blade precisely blocked the war axe, crimson and deep blue fighting energy clashing fiercely.

A violent energy shock wave spread out, raising a turbulent airwave!

The surrounding warriors were forced back, even the ground cracked!

“Interesting.” Lambert’s lips curled slightly, but his eyes remained cold.

He swung the lance with a backhand, the lance blade slicing through the air, tracing a chilling arc!

Splat!

A Snow Oath Warrior attempting to stealthily attack had his throat slashed by the lance blade, clutching his neck, gasping painfully before collapsing into a dusty pool of blood.

“Damn it…” Haskell growled lowly.

As the knights continued their assault, blood spattered on the ground, staining the shattered armor red.

By this time, the majority of the Snow Oath Warriors were either dead or wounded.

Haskell knelt halfway on the ground, breathing like a bellows.

His war axe was full of nicks, his armor shattered, soaked with mingled bloodstains of allies and enemies.

His gaze swept around, only a dozen or so Snow Swearers remained standing, but each one’s eyes had turned cloudy.

Their legs trembled not out of fear, but because their strength was reaching the limit.

They had been driven to the brink by the Red Tide Knights.

“Already… at the limit?”

Haskell gritted his teeth, his expression so dark it seemed to drip blood.

He clenched his fists tightly, nails digging deep into his palms until the intense pain cleared his mind.

No, they had not lost yet!

He slowly stood up, scanning his remaining comrades.

“Snow Swearers…” His voice was hoarse and low, “Fight to the last man! Make them pay in blood!”

“Fight to the last man!! Make them pay in blood!!” the remaining Snow Swearers shouted in response.

Despite being battered and bruised.

At this moment, the fierce fighting spirit reignited in their eyes.

“Charge—!”

Haskell took a deep breath, raising the war axe in his hand.

In an instant, a blood-red totem lit up on his chest!

That was not ordinary fighting energy, but a life-burning curse—Blood Boiling!

Boom!!

Scalding blood boiled in their veins, crazily burning their bodies, their muscles swelling instantly, veins twisted and protruded beneath the skin, and their pupils transformed into scarlet flames!

A dozen or so Snow Oath Warriors simultaneously entered the Blood Boiling Frenzy, their aura soaring instantly.

A mad killing intent surged into the sky, pressing the air as if it were trembling!

“Hahaha!”

Haskell laughed madly, fresh blood seeping continuously from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

Yet he still gripped the war axe tightly, fighting energy surging, rushing toward Lambert!

“Come! Witness our Snow Swearers’ hatred!! Let us all descend to hell together!!”

“Fall back!” Lambert decisively shouted seeing this.

The Red Tide Knights immediately dispersed, but it was too late!

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