"Finally they started to react," I already read through all this, and just seeing them coming forced me to retreat.
I trusted my chariot's shield, but that was against a normal number of enemies. Against such a densely packed, seemingly endless sea of enemies, with fiends leading everyone, I wouldn't dare to test how long my chariot's shield would survive.
Even if it managed to sustain pressure at first, eventually it'd crumble down. The shield ran on energy, and I didn't want to deplete my energy for nothing.
Especially when there was already a way out of this, one that I had already prepared for a long time.
I retreated fast, pulled a huge distance between me and these forces before releasing the endless stream of warriors.
The enemy had tons of soldiers and I also got tons of mine. I took out a few million shield bearers like races, and shouted using my horn: