"Heeh! Shah! Charge!!!!!"

~Din! Din! Din! Din!~

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The footsteps of the Adonis followers were fervent and loud, with those either on the 1st or 2nd slope making their way towards their bright victory.

Mikel in particular, felt like he had been fed with some power-busting elixir, as his speed quickly picked up like a cheetah in the wild.

Yes!

His sight was on the prey way ahead that kept falling and falling while running for their lives.

And of course, it didn't take long for these savages to reach the top of the slope and completely fade away.

But Mikel only smiled even more: 'Heh. You can run, but you can't hide. You all will pay for putting a stain in my reputation as an Adonis Battleford!'

Thus, with an even more gallant move, Mikel raised his sword and waved fiercely, indicating for everyone to pick up the pace.

Victory was soon theirs!

However... How could it be that easy?

When they were all on the slope, mainly around the center, that's when the real fun began.

~Whoosh!

Snowy figures emerged from the snow at the top of the slope and quickly did a magic trick that left everyone shocked silly.

These snowy figures seemed to have disappeared while standing.

But how was this even possible?

Everyone's heart sank.

However, up the slope, the Teriquens had built several lightweight wooden curved ramps and placed them in front of all Siege Weapons.

And for camouflaging them, they only covered it with snow completely to mask it all.

Again, they had secretly played with the enemy's psychology using the Baymardian methods of calling the enemy's attention to a particular item.

The Red Cloths.

That's right.

From the moment the enemy got here, the sign boards below showing and stating that the red cloths covering the seeing weapons were monuments had made the enemy subconsciously look out for RED!

Again, when the enemy finally discovered that they used the red pieces of fabrics to hide the weapons, the enemy was bound to look out for them.

Not to talk of the fact that all around the 2nd slope below, they had scattered several red pieces around rather than burning them.

It was for the enemy to keep looking out for any red things around them, hence subconsciously neglecting a few key things.

In fact, they would also be looking for orange, yellow or anything close to Red too.

That was one of the first things their minds checked when he got onto the 2nd slope.

They looked ahead and so that the place the slope top the Teriquens were running to was all good and clear.

So they were indeed more relaxed than before.

But this was just to lure them into a false sense of security.

From the arrogance, they had seen from their enemy's actions when docking and even their vessel sizes, they knew the common psychological war traits of such people.

For sure, this group might have probably never lost any battles.

So if one wanted to trap them all together, one had to fight and retreat simultaneously, always making them think they had a shot at victory.

Because people like these were desperate for victory, be it by hook or crook... and would even sacrifice their entire army if it meant that at the end, they win with just 5,000 or so people.

That's right.

They had been luring their prey just like one places food in a cage and draws a rat into it before snapping the cage's doors hard.

And now, this was the end for these people.

.

Very quickly, the Teriquens that popped out of the snow pushed the light, flexible, curved ramp forward, revealing the Famous red cloth that everyone all feared.

Yup! Even till now, the Teriquens dared not take any risks of letting their weapons get exposed.

So the lower regions of the siege weapons were still covered.

And the slope-like curved ramps from earlier on had curved around the Siege weapons so that an enemy standing at whatever angle on the slopes below would-be see things.

~Bam!

In one full swing, the ramps were pushed back, and Mikel felt his heart stop.

It was a trap!

Dammit!

"Fall Back! Fall Back!"

His orders went out, but it was too late.

~Boom! Boom!~

~Thup! Thup!~

The surfing army was yet again plagued with the same horror as before, raking shits from the woods and upfront as well.

And those at the very back were the most targeted, preventing everyone from fleeing.

In short, the center was actually the safest competent to any of the sides because now, the Teriquens planned to attack in a rectangular formation, diminishing the rectangle as time went on.

However, even though the centre was indeed the safest, they were still on the slope... Even though it wasn't too deep.

So while on the slope, the boulders would for sure roll down.

And just like last time, it was time for them to dance!

.

"It's coming this way! Quick! Take cover!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

"No! We're trailed! These bastards are thinking of trapping us here in the end. But not on my watch! For Adonis, we shall win! For Adonis, we shall...." (Ptchu!)

"No! No! Crystal Staff Wilgard has been stabbed! His faith in Adonis wasn't enough! So his prayers weren't answered. Dammit! It's people like him who caused us to suffer so much. Die harder, traitor!"

"Fire! Fire! ... Ahhhh!~~"

~Boom! Boom!~

~Thup! Thup! Thup!~

Chaos reigned supreme here as everyone quickly realized how many braids existed amongst themselves.

In particular, they were very displeased with the Thamans.

How dare these bastards lose faith or offend Adonis, their creator?

If Adonis was pleased with them, then how come none of their prayers had worked so far?

Some of them had seen several Adonis Thamans confuse enemies before and did all sorts of things.

So they knew the true power of Adonis.

That said, these bunch of traitors had definitely been stripped of their powers.

Meaning they were guilty!

Hmph!

When they got back to Lampe, they would definitely report the matter to the Supreme one.

Yes!

All traitors must be punished!