The seven or eight Six-armed Snake Demons were like wolves among sheep, instantly disrupting the infantry's formation. The once-orderly Shield Array ground to a halt.
These Warriors were not mere brutes who relied on brute force; each was a natural-born Weapon Master, more than enough to look down on the grunts before them.
Their six arms made them like a perfectly coordinated three-person squad. Two Shields were enough to fend off most attacks, while the spears and Longswords they wielded gave them options for both near and far.
They could be called mobile war machines.
The commanders in the distance knew that sending ordinary soldiers to kill this group of Six-armed Snake Demon Warriors would be a matter of attrition, just piling up bodies. With victory already in hand, there was no need to incur unnecessary casualties.
