Avril’s face immediately turned somber.
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The state of mind of Captain Gatuso of the Tornado Mercenary Group right now was truly no different from being shell-shocked.
Unable to observe the aerial battle between the two Holy Knights up close due to distance, the realization that they had descended struck him hard.
They can hardly be called Holy Knights anymore - more like a couple of chicken thieves. Hair was all over their bodies.
While the Fire Crane’s final trick, the Feathered Armor, was stunning, it was of limited practicality. It shot out bird feathers that were roughly as damaging as arrows, albeit their densely packed numbers were quite frightening, but not deadly. However, it was lethal for both Holy Knights.
The Golden Giant Dragon was critically wounded with a dagger lodged in its belly.
Who in the world had such strength to stab a dagger into a dragon’s belly? Captain Gatuso couldn’t think of anyone besides the Sky Giant who could throw a dagger with such force.
While the dagger was still in place, the dragon’s blood didn’t flow much. However, the moment the priest extracted the dagger, the Golden Giant Dragon’s blood began to gush out like a breached dam. Its snout and throat were also injured, and it constantly coughed up blood.
After visiting the dragon once, Captain Gatuso found it hard to believe it. Who could have imagined that a mighty dragon would become so pitiful: lying in a tent like a consumptive ghost, coughing up blood, one of its eyes swollen like a black and purple goldfish?
Even a High Priest declared that this dragon was unlikely to survive. The dagger was too deadly. The wound it made was a triangular hole that couldn’t be sealed, no matter how many "Hemostasis Spells" were cast. In the end, they had to plug it up with cotton.
Lampard, the Dragon Knight, was also hit with several feathers, and he was completely devastated upon hearing the news.
The Winged Pegasus was completely ruined. After all, unlike the Berserker’s multi-footed giant horse, a Pegasus couldn’t spare two of its legs.
Although its life could be saved, it was ....
The timeless tears of Captain Gatuso. His son had just received a high-ranking magical beast as a mount from the Pope, and before the seat was warm, it had been disabled.
Thomas, the Holy Knight, was no better than his mentor. He was hit by several feathers all over his body. Thankfully, the church’s equipment was magical, so the injuries were not too severe. But, it left his heart completely shattered.
Really, it was too humiliating ....
Not daring to ask the Dragon Knight Lampard about what happened, Captain Gatuso could only quietly inquire about what happened to his own son. Finding out that it was merely a Beamon Air Cavalry that had inflicted such casualties to his son and the Dragon Knight, Captain Gatuso’s heart turned cold.
He also questioned the two Light Cavalry brigade commanders once.
The mental states of the two brigade commanders were no better than those of the two Holy Knights.
"The blade was taller than me, one slash turned the Berserker into two halves!"
"Orephin soldier! So powerful! They are twice our height! God .... "
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These two squadron leaders only remembered repeatedly speaking of the strength of these Beamon warriors, entirely forgetting that the opponents had both a mage and a priest. After being severely stimulated by the flaming crane, the only thing left in the minds of the light cavalry now was the terrifying duel.
We can’t fight this battle anymore! Captain Gatuso helplessly made such a judgement.
If there was such strength within this Beamon Territory it would not be terrifying, after all the Tornado Mercenary Group still had ten thousand warriors, and also three mages, among which two were court magician masters from the Pompeii Empire, and an alchemist carrying a Steel Puppet! Plus the incredibly powerful Mithril Basest Warriors of the Iron Fortress!
Captain Gatuso had confidence in this, even if the power of this Beamon Territory was doubled, they could still take it down, but a squad with shattered confidence can’t fight, even the invincible Dragon Knights had been dismissed from the battle, how could this battle be fought now? Soldiers without confidence absolutely cannot enter the battlefield, Captain Gatuso didn’t want to take any more risks.
Although most people disagreed, especially the Mithril Basest Warriors of the frontal squadron and the two court mages of the Pompeii Empire who were vigorously opposed to retreating, the impulsive Thomas also clamored to ride his warhorse, to use his sword skills to once again teach these barbarians a lesson, but Captain Gatuso still thought they should retreat.