Over two hundred thousand centaurs, with the fastest speed, charged like fierce horses towards the soldiers of Rody City.

The monster and demon armies followed, while the winged tribe in the sky circled, ordering the human soldiers of the Saint Song Grand Alliance below to join the attack, not rushing in immediately. Everyone knew that Rody City's soldiers would fight to the death. These loyal followers of Rody would not easily give up fighting, much less surrender. Thus, the cunning winged army did not attack immediately but let others take the lead.

"Bowmen, step forward!" Rody, holding up a crescent halberd formed of concentrated energy, commanded.

"Here!" Thousands of bowmen, led by the elite squad leader Kaili, proudly stood in front of everyone.

"Fire!" Rody directed with his crescent halberd.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." Thousands of sharp arrows were shot into the sky, hitting numerous centaurs in their army, causing them to tumble to the ground, triggering a chain of collapses. But thousands of arrows were mere drops in the ocean against the two hundred thousand centaur army.

"Crossbowmen, step forward!" Rody shouted again.

"Here." Tommy, with the slower-reloading crossbowmen, rushed out in the moment the bowmen retreated. There was no need to aim; facing the two hundred thousand centaur army, the soldiers of Rody City just needed to aim their crossbows forward. Different from bow arrows, crossbow bolts could only be shot straight forward, but on flat ground, their killing power was greater than arrows, targeting the soldiers at the front of the charge.

Following Rody's direction, Tommy and the crossbowmen fired their crossbows forward.

The vanguard of the centaur army tumbled and fell, causing more chaos.

But more centaurs, unhit by the bolts, charged even closer, the fastest already within a hundred meters. The world anxiously watched, knowing that the combat power of cavalry and infantry was entirely different. These centaurs, being half-human, half-horse, not only had the agility of infantry but also the charging speed of cavalry, and could even throw projectiles at short range, making their combat power terrifying.

Once the two hundred thousand centaur army got close, Rody City's soldiers would inevitably be overwhelmed.

What was even more terrifying was that behind them, an innumerable amount of monsters and demon armies followed.

"Javelin throwers, fire!" Rody, calm and composed, continued to issue orders.

Thousands of robust warriors from Rody City, led by Stanley, rushed forward, roaring and hurling a dark cloud of javelins into the distant sky. The power of the javelins was even greater than that of arrows and bolts. Although their range was shorter, under the enemy's fast charge, the fierce rain of javelins was a deadly strike.

After the javelin rain, Rody commanded the thief squad led by Terri to launch a stone attack.

The thief squad used slings to hurl stones, spinning them with force before releasing one end, using inertia and centrifugal force to launch the rounded stones, which were also extremely powerful.

"Mages, cast Meteor Shower, Thunder Strike, Great Blizzard, Fiery Explosion, magical bombardment!" Upon Rody's order, magic squads led by red-haired Sal, Ice Mage Gao, and others from four different schools, who had taken time to chant their spells during the archers' attack, all focused and maintained their magic, watching for Rody's command. Upon hearing it, they immediately bombarded the densest areas of the enemy.

The balance of the four elemental forces of fire, wind, water, and earth, once disrupted, results in even more terrifying power.

The sky turned red as dozens of meteors fell from the blood-red sky, whistling as they crashed into the centaur army. Faster than the meteors were the huge columns of thunder, blinding everyone's eyes. With a thunderous roar, forked lightning devoured all life below. Centaurs around the thunder columns were struck and turned black, falling dead without a sound.

On another front, the atmosphere turned freezing cold as chunks of ice rained down from the sky, encasing all hit targets in ice.

Earth mages shot countless light spots in parabolic arcs; these were 'Fiery Explosions,' a spell of immense power but poor practicality as it required someone to step on it to explode. Thus, it was often disregarded by mages, since anyone could avoid the ominously glowing Fiery Explosions… However, when shot into a charging army of two hundred thousand centaurs, it became a deadly strike.

Even if the centaurs knew there were Fiery Explosions at their feet, the dense charge left no room to evade.

Some centaurs might have leaped over, but those behind, with their view obstructed, trampled over them without hesitation. As a result, the massive explosions sent nearby centaurs flying into the air, turning into a rain of limbs and debris.

After several strikes, at least twenty to thirty thousand centaur soldiers fell, reducing their numbers by more than a tenth.

If they were defending Rody City, the people in the rear would have cheered for this perfect slaughter of the centaurs by humanity.

But now, with no defenses to rely on, even the heavy losses of the centaur army could not stop them from advancing. Once the centaurs got close, with over a hundred thousand of them and countless monsters and demons, plus the human rebels of the Saint Song Grand Alliance and the winged birdmen circling in the sky, Rody City's soldiers were in imminent danger...

"Magic bomb throwers, get ready; close-combat shield bearers, get ready; axemen, get ready." Rody remained calm, seemingly oblivious to the centaur army emerging from the smoke, the fastest now within fifty meters, still commanding the soldiers of Rody City to take their positions.

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The shield bearers shouted in unison, two people per shield, erecting them in front of the formation and supporting them with long spears, forming a shield wall.

All mercenaries formed into axemen, standing behind the giant shields, ready to unleash their axes on any centaur that broke through. Squads of magic bomb throwers, holding the same type of magic tubes used by soldiers in self-destruct, tied them to short spears, waiting for Rody's command.

Jesse, upon seeing Rody's hand signal, shouted and led the launch of the short spears.

King Norn watched anxiously. Even with effective strikes, there was too little time left. The centaurs were less than fifty meters from the humans, and once the melee began, the consequences were unimaginable. But he had no way to stop the centaur charge and could only order his guards to release their fighting spirit, preparing for hand-to-hand combat.

"Pope, fellow kings, Sage Joanne, and court magicians, please use 'Gentle Breeze' or 'Magic Ripple'. If you don't know those, then cast 'Magic Shield'!" Finally, Rody turned and gave an order to all the anxious kings and magicians. Although people didn't understand how casting 'Gentle Breeze' against an enemy army of two hundred thousand would be useful, they immediately complied.

'Gentle Breeze' is a basic wind magic spell that even slightly trained magicians know how to chant. Its power is very weak; even when cast by a Wizard King, it can only blow dust into the enemy's eyes. Would such a spell be useful against an army of two hundred thousand centaurs? Everyone was puzzled, but they followed Rody's command. As for the water magic 'Magic Ripple,' it's even weaker than 'Gentle Breeze'. Its main effect is to make spells like 'Poison Fog' last longer and infect more people.

Could Rody be planning to use Poison Fog?

But with two hundred thousand centaurs, the effect of Poison Fog would surely not be great. Moreover, Poison Fog takes a long time to take effect and is not the best choice for a battlefield, especially at such a critical moment. It's like far water that can't save a near fire.

The court magicians of various countries, filled with extreme puzzlement and a sense of clutching at straws, did as they were told.

The miraculous boy must have his reasons.

People could only blindly trust him because he had always been so trustworthy.

The Pope led the way, and hundreds of powerful magicians cast Gentle Breeze, stirring up a sandstorm that rolled towards the charging centaur army. This Gentle Breeze spell was really not very powerful; probably the centaurs would just close their eyes and continue charging, and then it would have no effect. If someone else had given this absurd command, King Norn would have strangled him to death. But the one who gave this absurd command was the miraculous boy Rody, making him so anxious that his hair and beard almost turned white.

"Elite squad, step forward, ready to slay the enemy with me!" Rody issued another command, and the entire elite squad responded thunderously.

"Chris, you command the archers and other long-range attackers; Ice Mage, keep the four-element mages conserving magic power, the first target is the birdmen in the sky, kill any who approach; Red Hair, Flying Dragon, Silver Fang, lead the elites forward, slay any enemy within a hundred meters, and immediately return if they go beyond that range."

"Buck Teacher, David Teacher, you protect Felic's mages, prepare to chant the 'Demon Expelling War Song' as planned."

"Grand Marshal, Pope, fellow kings, if you find any centaurs or winged birdmen breaking into our formation, immediately slay them!"

Everyone was shocked when Rody issued this series of commands.

To their horror, they found that faced with an army of two hundred thousand centaurs, Rody was not opting for strict defense but instead taking the initiative to attack. What was his courage made of? Did he really think that just with the elite squad and the thirty thousand soldiers of Rody City, he could slay the two hundred thousand centaurs? Behind the centaur army were even more monster and demon armies. An active attack was simply impossible to win. Was Rody already in despair, planning to fight a decisive battle with the enemy?

"Yes." The soldiers of Rody City responded thunderously.

"..." The kings and royal guards of various countries were a bit stunned. Did these soldiers trust Rody that much? With the dire situation before them, yet they executed the orders without hesitation. Did they never think that Rody could fail?

The slaves, the original soldiers of Saint Song, and the supporting civilians all showed fear, feeling that their lives were hanging by a thread.

Some scared fan groups also tightly huddled together.

They had experienced too many wars in Rody City, but they had never seen so many enemies, without the security of a strong city, and under the threat of being attacked from both sides. These girls, who were absolute supporters of Rody, would be lying if they said they weren't scared. But they didn't scream; instead, they hugged each other tightly, encouraging each other, drawing courage from their companions, and stood firm behind Rody to support him.

"People watching from all over the world, let me tell you, all enemies, under the wisdom of humanity, are just fish on the chopping block, at our mercy!" Rody, flying in the air, swung his crescent halberd in an arc, shouting loudly.

"What?" Far away, the six-winged principal angel Andrei, watching the battle, was surprised to find that the front part of the centaur army suddenly stopped charging.

They stood there, one by one, motionless, as if they had been hit by petrification magic.

Rody, leading the elite squad, charged out and began to slaughter the centaurs at will. The centaur soldiers did not resist at all, standing motionless like puppets. Behind Rody, Red Hair Sal and others also formed into several arrow-shaped teams, rushing into the enemy crowd and wreaking havoc with blood splattering and heads flying. The front part of the centaur army became like fish on a chopping block, helplessly butchered by the soldiers of Rody City, dumbfounding everyone.

"Ah, long live!" The hundred thousand slave soldiers and civilians erupted in an earth-shattering cheer upon seeing this.

"It's impossible, this can't be happening!" This exclamation came not from the golden-winged principal angel Andrei, but from the excited King Norn.

In fact, he wasn't the only one in disbelief; everyone present found it incredible. How did Rody manage to make the centaur army completely defenseless? No one could figure it out, but the scene they were witnessing was real. Not just the centaur army, but also the flying demons and some of the winged birdmen who came within a hundred meters of Rody City's soldiers, immediately lost their ability to fly and plummeted to the ground.

It was as if there was an invisible circle, protected by divine beings.

Once enemies entered this circle, they could only wait to be slaughtered, unable to resist the onslaught of Rody and his soldiers...

The middle and rear of the centaur army, terrified, halted their charge. Many centaurs lost control and crashed into their front ranks. Just seconds ago lively and jumping, they turned into puppets as soon as they entered that invisible circle.

Seeing Rody, like a god of slaughter, swinging his crescent halberd and releasing hundred-meter-long slashes of energy, each strike followed by a burst of blood, countless centaurs were killed without any resistance or evasion. Not only the centaur army but also the monster and demon armies behind them were terrified and stopped in their tracks.

Some flying demons, driven by their generals, came forward, only to fall from the sky.

Those flying high managed to come close but were shot down by the archers under Chris's command or hit by the huge magic orbs conjured by the four-element mages led by Ice Mage Gao.

This one-sided massacre frightened even the bravest soldiers.

Under the watchful eyes of the world and to the stunned disbelief of the enemy, Rody and his elite squad slaughtered the enemy in front of them like mowing down grass. Rows of centaurs fell under the randomly swinging axes and swords, not even screaming, a terrifying sight that made all enemies' souls scatter and bodies sweat cold.

"Butterflies, Glowing Butterflies! Glowing Butterflies..."

The centaur commander finally realized what was happening. It screamed in terror and ordered the centaur army to retreat quickly. Those who had been plundering in the Seven Tribes' lands knew of a terrifying colored butterfly. Any creature entering their territory was doomed. These butterflies emitted a sweet-smelling colored powder that, unless one was an elemental body or a non-living machine, would paralyze any living creature it touched, leaving them defenseless.

Obviously, Rody had used something like this.

No wonder the mages of Rody City had released a burst of Gentle Breeze magic earlier; it was to accelerate the spread of the powder, not to cause damage. The Magic Ripple of the water mages was also to infect more centaur soldiers... It seemed that Rody had planned this in advance, a trap he had set long ago.

The golden-winged six-winged principal angel Andrei flew to the centaur commander's side, urgently seeking information.

In the end, the side with the absolute military advantage was forced to sound the retreat horn.

Over a hundred thousand centaurs, even more monsters and demons, along with hundreds of thousands of human rebels and tens of thousands of winged birdmen, could only watch helplessly as Rody and the human soldiers slaughtered all centaur soldiers within a hundred meters, unable to do anything.

"Retreat in order, mages use wind magic to disperse it!" the golden-winged principal angel Andrei gritted his teeth and ordered the retreat.

"Let's wait a bit more, in case the effect is still there..." the centaur commander, frightened like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring, hurriedly advised.

Rody's soldiers, the hundred thousand slave soldiers, the supporting civilians, the fan groups, the heads of various countries, and their guards were so excited that they jumped up involuntarily, cheering. Only then did they remember to cheer, only then did they believe that all this was real.

What is a miracle?

Any battle commanded by Rody is a miracle. There is no need to doubt because he is the miraculous boy, the hope of humanity, humanity's pride!