Chapter 136: Reorganizing the Army

  Duncan hadn't even reacted yet when the two of them heavily collided onto the ground, using their combined gravity, the beast-headed staff pierced deeply into Duncan's chest, instantly hearing the sound of bones and flesh separating. This damaged staff successfully broke through Duncan's body, piercing his chest cavity.

  Duncan gazed reluctantly at the pale-faced, dying Cerberus, who was left with only one breath. He muttered something in his mouth, and fresh blood mixed with broken lung bubbles poured out of his mouth. After struggling for a while, he fell to the ground powerlessly, tilted his head, and died.

  "Thanks... you bastard... Duncan..." The priest's head lolled to one side, and he fainted.

  It was unclear how much time had passed, but the beast-headed priest finally awoke from his coma to find that the entire Western Castle of Xihate had been destroyed. The Frost Giants were scattered all over, each facing dozens or hundreds of humans.

  The human nobles at the South Gate have been slaughtered, leaving only a few knights to continue fighting. Before long, another pig-like noble is killed by the Frost Giants, and these knights scatter in all directions, allowing the Frost Giants to pick up the nobles' pale corpses and devour them with relish.

  By this point, more than 80% of the nobles who had seen the Frost Giants destroy the city and escaped have already died at the hands of the Frost Giants. This can also be said to have helped Baron Westwood clear away obstacles for his future rule over the North.

  There was also a powerful team of human knights, who were gathering those scattered human soldiers and the knights who had lost their masters, reorganizing them into a team and together annihilating the Frost Giants who had lost command and were fighting in disarray.

  This group of human knights were the Baron of Sehacht and his men. In the subsequent battles, many nobles were killed by the Frost Giants, while their knights gathered under the banner of Baron Sehacht to fight together. They had already seen that fighting alone would not end well, but following Baron Sehacht was different. Not only might they win, but they would also be rewarded after victory.

  Lying in the ruins, I roughly observed the current situation and found that it was okay, I hadn't been unconscious for too long.

  The beast-headed priest cast a few ice spells on himself, first freezing his wounds and then slowly getting up. He then cast another healing spell on himself. With just these simple actions, he had already drained the energy from his body, cold sweat dripping down, and could only lean against the damaged wall, weakly gasping for air.

  After resting for a short while, the panting caused by the previous action slowly subsided, and he applied another healing technique to himself. Only then did he slowly tear Duncan's corpse apart. After being processed by the priest beast head, Duncan's corpse was left with only one skull and one intact spine, with more than half of the sternum and ribs removed, and the ribs connected to the spine were arranged into a fan-shaped pattern like an eye mirror snake.

  "Freeze!" The beast-headed priest cast another rapid freeze spell, freezing Duncan's spine bone severely. Next, he bound his staff to Duncan's skeletal remains, forming a temporary new staff.

  The beast-headed priest leaned against the ruins on one side, weakly gasped for a breath, and then stopped moving again, resting for a while. Even if he used healing magic in time, the large amount of blood lost earlier could not be replenished. The massive blood loss left him extremely weak.

  He then cast a spell of frost armor, wrapping all his wounds and refroze them again. He drank two bottles of potion and applied three healing spells on himself. After resting for a while, he looked outside.

  The battlefield outside is still chaotic, the Frost Giants originally came from different tribes, now they are barely fighting together, but lacking a core leader, at this moment they are all fighting separately and have not unified together.

  On the human side, under the leadership of Baron Westcott, they gradually gathered their scattered troops and re-formed their fighting strength. The situation began to slide in a direction unfavorable to the Frost Giants.

  After a short while, I saw a Frost Giant passing by from the side. The Beast Head Priest shouted in the language of the Frost Giants: "You! Come here!" The Frost Giant heard this shout and turned around, looking towards the ruins with some confusion.

  The beast-headed priest stood up and appeared in front of the Frost Giant Warrior.

  "Lord Priest!" The Frost Giant warrior exclaimed in surprise.

  "Come here and support me!" The Frost Giant warrior immediately put down the fleeing noble in front of him and ran to the side of the Beast Head Priest.

  "Alright, let's head in that direction now." The beast-headed priest gestured pale-faced, pointing towards a location far from Baron Sihart's squad, where three Frost Giants were.

  After gathering the three frost giants, the priest beast head began to circle around the castle, deliberately avoiding the team of Baron Sihart, and gathered a large number of scattered frost giants around him, restoring his command over this frost giant army and turning the tide on the battlefield.

  Especially after the return of the strong Frost Giant warriors led by the giant axe in the valley tribe, the beast-headed priest no longer deliberately avoided human knights and began to slaughter those other noble knights who fought alone.

  There were over a thousand Frost Giants in total, but after the prolonged war of attrition and dispersing to drive away human civilians, there are now only over three hundred Frost Giants still standing within the walls of the Western Fortress. The human soldiers have been reduced to nearly five thousand, scattered all over the place, with no formation left. All other civilians and nobles have fled in disarray, taking advantage of the Frost Giants' loss of command to escape through hidden passages unknown to others.

  During the duel between High Priest and Pastor Duncan, human soldiers under the leadership of Baron Westhardt continued to resist, while the Frost Giants lost their commander, scattered, and began to chase after the human enemies they were interested in, recklessly exhausting themselves.

  To know the greatest use of an army is to bring the enemy into a position where he must suffer from the disadvantage of having to face multiple forces, and then with the support of one's own comrades, easily kill off a powerful foe.

  If a level 5 warrior faces a frost giant, it's a must-lose situation. If ten level 5 warriors face a frost giant, they might have a chance to fight back. If these ten level 5 warriors have received strict unified training, have extremely strong coordination ability, and are equipped with suitable weapons, they may be able to defeat the frost giant steadily.

  Frost giants have physical advantages, but because of their fear of fire, they lost civilization and live in primitive societies. Now, under the promotion of the beast-headed priest, although it is only an army, it has a hint of feudal army style, at least dividing into officers and soldiers, and having relatively fine equipment.

  But after the priest beast's head fell into a coma, the Frost Giants, who came from different tribes, neither wanted to listen to others' orders nor were willing to give orders to others. Compared to this, it was more refreshing to pick up their weapons and kill the enemy themselves. In an instant, this loose army completely dispersed. On the contrary, the human army, under the command of Baron Sihat, restored a simple order once again.

  On the battlefield, it's basically local human forces with an advantage in numbers besieging one or two Frost Giants and killing them at a relatively low cost.

  The situation is generally unfavorable for Frost Giant.

  Looking around, there were now over 20 Frost Giants gathered around the Beast Head Priest. The combat strength of these Frost Giants was still quite good, especially one high-ranking warrior giant axe. The Beast Head Priest once again occupied the high platform, let out a loud roar, and under the amplification of magic, it became a rolling thunderous wave that shook the devastated castle of Xihate.

  "All the frost giants are closing in on me!"

  Then the beast-headed priest ordered the frost giants around him, "Kill any human who wants to come closer, remember, first use the stones and woods of the surrounding houses to throw at them!"

  After shouting this sentence, the beast-headed priest inserted his broken staff into the gap between the earth bricks and loudly recited incantations. The lead cloud that was originally summoned by Duncan had not completely dispersed, and at this moment, it was continued to be utilized by the beast-headed priest. A bone-piercing cold wind blew up, and hailstones as big as walnuts crazily pounded against the castle of Xihate, especially the small team led by Baron Xihate, who received enthusiastic hospitality. Every step they took forward would result in ten times more hailstones hitting them.

  This hail of blows actually couldn't cause any effective casualties to these humans who had already burst out with their Dou Qi, but it severely consumed their physical strength.

  The Frost Giants all concentrated on the high platform, and the human knights also gathered around. Then, taking advantage of the high platform, the Frost Giants dismantled all the surrounding houses and military forts, turning them into stones and wood, and fiercely threw them at the team of human knights.

  At the same time, people from other directions also rushed towards the high platform.

  Due to their completely incomparable physique, human knights' attempts at blocking were ineffective in keeping the Frost Giants back.

  The storm grew more violent, and in this environment, the cold wave triggered by Pastor Duncan fell like a blizzard in a disaster movie, filling the entire Western Heart Castle with icy magic. The blood vessels of the Frost Giants were maximized, and their pale blue skin even flashed with light. They fought even more wildly, with greater strength. In less than five minutes, over 270 Frost Giants had gathered around the high platform, almost all the Frost Giants in the city had been summoned.

  In contrast, humans were greatly affected, with the blizzard and hailstones the size of bullets triggering a force no less than that of a powerful crossbow bolt, even iron armor could be dented.