Amber Sword

Brand was turning his horse’s head, and the Princess’s startled voice made all the Junior NCOs, and even the Knights, turn their heads in surprise, watching their Commander leave the front line and gallop alone toward the left wing.

What is he doing?

Under the pressure of the Alliance, the left-wing formation of the Noble Private Soldiers was retreating awkwardly, becoming looser bit by bit, gradually being squeezed into a small triangle. As long as von Doggen’s Dragon Cavalry circled to the flank, collapse seemed only a matter of time.

It’s already irreparable.

Has the Commander gone mad?

Viscount von Doggen thought so too, although he hadn’t seen Brand, the opposing Commander had not given up on the left wing and had not regrouped the central formation until now. The reaction was too slow, and he couldn’t help but sneer, perhaps too arrogant.

No matter how brilliant the command is, it still requires a competent army to execute. Those Royal Family Officer Cadets simply do not understand what real war is like.

He could already see the flank of the Noble Private Soldiers, and even saw the panicked faces of the rural infantry, faces that uncannily mirrored the expressions of Quetone’s beasts back then, all just instinctual reactions of Life facing despair.

The Rangers leveled their long spears and began to accelerate.

The ground trembled slightly, and with each contact of the Earth Dragon’s massive claws with the ground, the pebbles on the riverbank seemed to be infused with Magic Power, rolling and dancing—dry dust rising to form a mist. But with each cavalry lance slicing through this mist—Viscount von Doggen lowered his body, with a beast-like roar, thrust the long spear heavily into the opposing formation.

The immense impact directly pierced through the oval Giant Shield, yet the Rangers continued to accelerate, and the Earth Dragon, relying on its weight advantage, smashed through the Giant Shield. The formation of the Noble Private Soldiers collapsed in an instant and began to retreat en masse.

It wasn’t until this moment that Viscount von Doggen realized he had victory in his grasp. Otin’s left-wing collapse would sweep across the Princess’s main formation, and then Blei’s Light Infantry and his Rangers would divide the battlefield, just like they did to the foolish Lion-men on the Eastern battlefield.

But it was at this moment.

He heard a distant call.

The call seemed to come from the boundless forest, from the endless Wilderness. At that moment, the young Viscount seemed to experience an illusion, seeing the Earth in darkness, under the Silver Moon. Giant wolves were running.

A long horn, then the mountain forest shook, the wailing of wolves seemed to penetrate instantly through the Wilderness, through time and distance, approaching from afar, echoing across the entire battlefield.

"Wolves?"

A shadow blocked the sunlight above Viscount von Doggen, he looked up and saw that massive creature leaping high, its Black fur glistening under the sunlight, its blood-red eyes carrying cold killing intent. It was clearly past noon, the sun blazing, but the young Viscount felt no warmth, only a chill all over.

Instinctively, he raised the long spear, the spear penetrating the massive Black Wolf’s fur, revealing the thick Bone Plate beneath—no, it was practically rock. The spear tip sparked against the rock; this was no illusion, but a real existence.

Viscount von Doggen clearly noticed the Black Wolf twisting in the air to evade his attack, brushing past him, and landing not far from the Earth Dragon.

"Such strong Strength..." Viscount von Doggen felt his hand slightly tremble from the excessive force. As he looked up, he saw in the shadow of the Angerk Mountain, hundreds of crimson eyes emerging, a pack of wolves running through the woodland, clearly charging in their direction.

"Wolves!"

"So many wolves!" Behind him, Blei’s Infantry also immediately noticed their new enemy. In fact, everyone on the battlefield saw the Black wave of wolves surging in from one side of the battlefield, the forest’s edge spontaneously opening Black Light Doors, from which those massive Beasts leaped out one by one.

"So all kinds of chaotic things have appeared," Viscount von Doggen finally realized, inwardly cursing. But he had no time to ponder further because the Cavalry was accelerating their Charge. He glanced back at the Black Wolf he had crossed paths with; it had already been left far behind by the Earth Dragon. It seemed uninterested in pursuing them, instead turning to charge at the Infantry behind.