Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 1197.5- Final Race Battle (3)

Both sides roared furiously before clashing.

Broken limbs and blood became the only topic on show.

People said that if you hadn’t gone through war, you wouldn’t understand the importance of peace. In other words, people who hadn’t gone through cold weapon wars wouldn’t understand a real war.

Cold weapons were more direct and gory. It told everyone that they should be afraid!

Even the oldest warrior forgot about his experience and could only wave his weapons instinctively to slice any enemy.

The cavaliers were drowned while the Posthumous People infantry were being killed like wheat being collected.

Life became cheap at that moment.

A team that was badly damaged after charging through the firepower net of the defensive weapons on the walls was left, with mostly the people at the back tossing top flowers.

With their allies covering them, they arrived at the most intense battlefield. They threw their weapons in all directions. At the same time, the remaining troops used their lives to move toward the two sides.

The Posthumous People reserve forces were mobilized to intercept the enemies, trying to get deeper.
Horns could be heard outside. All the Saint Light Hall warriors started to charge as that was the signal to attack.

They started invading when winter ended. At this moment, they launched their final attack.

They were like a wave surging at the walls. Even the air forces that were in bad shape flew toward the Imperial City to try to cause some problems.

The Saintess looked at the Saint Father and took a few steps. She turned toward the person who was like her father and teacher and shouted, “Saint Father!”

The level nine expert’s cold gave shifted to her face. He paused for a few moments before saying, “Go.”

She nodded. She jumped onto the mount she used before getting Yangos and dashed toward the city.

At this point, she had to fight as she was the Saintess.

She protected her mount and herself with her staff. She would look at the sky, but there was nothing apart from falling sky cavaliers.

“Attack, attack!”

Such shouts were everywhere in the city—anyone who could fight charged at the breaches or walls.

This was a meat grinder-like battle. Lives were lost at any moment.

Such a battle continued. Both sides had an intense fight for that hole. During these dozens of minutes, Saint Light Hall pushed a few meters forward. But moments later, the Posthumous People got it back. Saint Light Hall got an advantage a while later, but that didn’t last long.

Half an hour later, both sides were already stepping on the corpses of their allies to fight.

The cavaliers’ charge failed from a certain angle as they didn’t head in. But they had too many troops and had the numbers advantage. Their overall combat strength was better, so they could still suppress their enemies even if they got off their horses.

If not for the Posthumous People wearing and using good stuff from Cloud Peak, they would have lost long ago.

Some Saint Light Hall warriors got onto the walls two hours into the battle. Although they paid a heavy price, they succeeded.

The troops on the ground were in chaos. Flames of war burnt in all areas.

Another part of the wall collapsed, and more Saint Light Hall troops charged there. More Posthumous People tried to stop them.

“Xia Lei! Xia Lei! Do it; we are going to lose everyone!”

King Hongxiang, whose body was covered in blood and had a bone-deep cut on his face, found Xia Lei, who was leading Cloud Peak to fight. He shouted and requested for support.

He knew that Cloud Peak still had a trump card prepared for the Saint Father, but he hoped that they would use it now.

If this continued, they would be annihilated!

They couldn’t stand up against Saint Light Hall even with Cloud Peak and Earthʼs support. With the Saint Father’s leadership, he used everything to attack. After a few hours, they started to gain the advantage.

If this continues, the gap will grow, and the losses will increase.

They might totally lose before the level nine Saint Father even attacked.

Xia Lei knew that things were urgent. She didn’t expect the battle to end in just a few hours. This changed her understanding of such large fights.

Earth did go through a cold weapons era, but each decisive battle lasted for days.

But now…

She looked at the Cloud Peak and Earth Alliance Army that suffered huge losses. She bit her teeth and ordered them to use the War Fortress.

She had to hold on until Ye Zhongming woke up. Then, they would have a terrifying eight-star and seven-star evolved.

The two War Fortresses charged out of their cover and started to fire.

The close-range missiles covered the two holes, blowing the Saint Light Hall troops there into pieces. The machine guns fired and killed the small lives before them. Even if they were evolved, they couldn’t do anything.

With these two terrifying war machines, the situation was turned. Some Posthumous People even started to fight back.

“I don’t care what that is; kill them!” The Saintess, who was covered in blood, pointed at the two machines and shouted.

But Posthumous People knew how to protect them. They stopped any enemy from getting close. They could only watch as the two War Fortresses killed their allies.

Saintess shouted, but there was nothing she could do.

“That should be prepared for me, right?” A voice floated into the battlefield to suppress everything. A person floated in mid-air and looked coldly at the war fortress!