The Ocean Lord Is Unusually Powerful

Chapter 505 - 505: Sneak Attack During the War! (2)

Chapter 505: Sneak Attack During the War! (2)

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

In addition, with the Naga Guardians boasting several hero units to suppress the situation, their advanced combat power far surpassed that of the Minotaur Warriors. Even if the Wasteland Guild was wealthy, it was challenging to equip every Minotaur Thousand-Man Unit with hero units.

“Hooo—”

The Minotaur Warrior roared angrily at the Naga Guardians in front of him, wielding his enormous axe and striking with all his might. This attack had enough force to shatter a rock. However, the Naga Guardians merely raised their left bone blade to intercept this powerful strike. Simultaneously, their right bone blade swung, swiftly beheading the massive Minotaur.

Under the bombardment of spells, the Minotaur Warriors and Blood Wolves who had managed to rush in were draining their last drops of blood beneath the bone blades.

Just a few minutes later, the small town had once again returned to tranquility.

“Lord, the enemy’s Minotaurs and Blood Wolves have all been eliminated, but seven Thousand-Man Units of Heavy Infantry and three Thousand-Man Units of Crossbowmen are entering.”

Ji Chen nodded with a smile as if everything was under control.

“Seize this opportunity while the enemy is vulnerable and launch a few waves of spell bombardment and arrow rain at them.”

“Yes!!”

The Water Nymph Archers and Silver Sea Pixies, lurking in the ruins, quickly reached their firing positions after receiving the command. They waved their wands and drew their bows.

The seven thousand-man Units of Heavy Infantry, who were running on the grassy field, were suddenly stunned by this unexpected attack. Wasn’t it said that the Minotaur Warriors had already drawn the enemy’s ranged firepower?

How could there be such a massive counterattack?

Spells and arrows rained down like artillery shells on the grassy field, soil, and grass blades scattered everywhere, and small stones flew overhead like shrapnel, hitting helmets and armor.

Such intense firepower could only be unleashed by Thousand-Man Units of spellcasting units!

The morale of the Heavy Infantry, who were suffering significant casualties, was rapidly declining. If it weren’t for a Green Elite-Tier hero among them commanding and boosting their morale, many Heavy Infantry would have probably stopped advancing by now.

Observing the direction of the incoming attacks, the Green Elite-Tier hero from the Wasteland Guild shouted loudly.

“Crossbowmen, counterattack towards the middle of the town!”

The three subsequent Thousand-Man Units of Crossbowmen immediately formed up and raised their heavy crossbows at a 45-degree angle to the sky. They decisively pulled the triggers, causing a cloud of arrows to sweep across the sky and rain down into the thick fog.

However, the Water Nymph Archers and Silver Sea Pixies had already taken cover again under the command. The bolts fell from the sky at an angle, but they pinned into the dense rubble and ruins, raising some dust but achieving no discernible results.

“Guild Leader, 1 haven’t received any kill notifications.”

“Me neither.”

Several members from the Wasteland Guild who had dispatched the three Thousand-Man Units of Crossbowmen shook their heads in response.

Zunong’s expression grew increasingly grim. So far, they hadn’t even managed to eliminate a single unit of Ji Chen’s forces!

In fact, they didn’t even know what those units looked like!

Those four thousand-strong teams of Minotaur warriors and one thousand-strong pack of Blood Wolves were like big, meaty dumplings, gone without a trace.

In just this half-hour, they had lost more than 7,000 units of troops without gaining even a hint of accomplishment.

Was this reasonable!?

Watching as the Thousand-Man Units of Heavy Infantry, mixed with the Thousand-Man Units of Crossbowmen, had already entered the small town, Zunong could only have the bed crossbows and catapults temporarily cease fire, hoping that these few units could bring him some surprises.

The Heavy Infantry and Crossbowmen units were roughly organized in a 3:1 ratio, forming groups of a hundred soldiers each. They proceeded slowly on the roads of the abandoned town. The Heavy Infantry carried shields and longswords, while the Crossbowmen held loaded heavy crossbows with alert expressions, scanning the thick fog around them.

However, to their surprise and bewilderment, from the entrance all the way to the central square of the small town, there was no sign of any enemies along the way, except for corpses covering the ground and the strong smell of blood.

Even the vigilant hero among the Wasteland Guild’s Heavy Infantry was puzzled when he saw this scene.

Had the enemy already fled?

Thinking this, he gestured for the troops to continue forward.

Passing through the town square, there were no more bodies on the ground. The soldiers who had attacked this place earlier had been wiped out before reaching the town square. They were the first batch of visitors on the path ahead.

Hundreds of groups of a hundred soldiers were densely scattered on the town’s roads and ruins. Once one of them was attacked by the enemy, nearby groups would quickly provide support.

The hero of the Wasteland Guild’s Heavy Infantry, Ulu, kept a close watch on the front. Suddenly, he saw about a dozen shadows and was on the verge of giving the order to attack, but he restrained himself.

These shadows emerged from the mist – they were another group of allies.

Ulu let out a sigh of relief and furrowed his brow as he asked, “Didn’t you find any enemies on your side?”

“No, the town’s harbor is up ahead,” replied the leading Centurion, looking somewhat frustrated. “Where could the enemy have gone? They can’t have grown wings and flown away, right?”

Soon, other groups of a hundred soldiers from different routes also arrived and confirmed that they hadn’t encountered any enemies.

Ulu was once again puzzled. They had thoroughly swept the entire abandoned town and found nothing. So where could the enemy be hiding?

As he faintly heard the sound of the sea not far away, his expression suddenly changed, and an idea popped into his mind.

Could it be that the enemy had entered the water and circled around behind them along the coastline?

To verify his guess, a thunderous battle erupted behind them suddenly.

Naga Guardians and Dragon Blood Murlocs leaped out of the sea from both sides of the peninsula, launching a lightning-fast assault on the flanks of the Wasteland Guild’s Heavy Infantry and Crossbowmen.

At the same time, countless arrows rained down from the direction of the sea, scattering into the enemy ranks like a deluge.

In the previously dense white fog, flashes of red light suddenly appeared. Hundreds of red lightning orbs were hurled into the enemy ranks, unleashing branching lightning bolts of extreme intensity.

One lightning orb could injure or kill dozens of soldiers, leaving them either dead or wounded.

If viewed from the sky, one could see that the soldiers of the Wasteland Guild were surrounded from three directions. Their vulnerable flanks were perfectly exposed to the enemy’s blades.

“Damn it! These cunning enemies!”

Ulu cursed as he listened to the continuous screams.

Just as he was about to lead reinforcements, not far behind, the sound of splashing water and heavy objects hitting the ground reached his ears.

Turning around to look, he saw massive and robust creatures emerging.

And Ulu finally saw the appearance of the enemy — sea serpent-headed creatures with double-edged weapons, and fish-like beings wielding tridents.

Enemies equivalent to the size of two hundred soldiers each leaped from the sea in the direction of the harbor, immediately launching a fierce attack on them.

Tridents struck with a preemptive force, instantly taking the lives of the first ten or so Heavy Infantry soldiers. Following that, two dazzling red lightning orbs exploded above them, covering dozens of Crossbowmen below, turning them into smoldering charred remains.

Next, the exceptionally robust serpent-tailed creatures charged forward in perfect coordination. They used their grim bone blades to cleave through the Heavy Infantry’s shields, and with another swing, they sent soldiers and shields flying, landing as lifeless waste to the side.

On the high ground, as they watched the previously quiet town, there suddenly erupted a deafening roar of battle and explosions.

Zunong had a sense that something was amiss, especially when he saw the brilliant flashes that not even the dense fog could conceal. He couldn’t hide his unease.

He immediately called for Wu Lun and his group and asked, “Apart from the current displayed combat abilities, is there anything else noteworthy about this player named Ji Chen?”

Wu Lun pondered for a moment, his gaze shifting to the town that was now ablaze, and his throat felt dry as he replied, “Apart from deploying our land-based units, we also sent a half-thousand strong sea-based unit previously, but… they were completely annihilated. It’s likely that Ji Chen has access to a maritime or amphibious army.”

Zunong’s expression changed, and he cursed, “Why didn’t you tell me about this earlier?”

Wu Lun looked somewhat aggrieved and said, “I was just about to mention it when you told me not to.”

Upon reflection, Zunong realized that this was indeed the case, but it only fueled his frustration..