“Kill.” On a battlefield of a charge, Erniu, covered in blood, with a large scar on his chest, did not retreat, but was still charging, “Seventh team, charge for me.”
“Don’t bother with them, we are the strongest.”
Erniu roared.
“You’re full of it!” Another team leader, also seriously injured, shouted, “We are the strongest, what are you? Eighth team, show them our power.”
“You’re all full of it, we, the ninth team, are invincible. Kill!”
Roars echoed.
They led their soldiers, eyes glowing with murderous intent, bodies covered in blood, charging.
Born to fight, rest only in death.
On the other side, the commander of the small team watched this scene, a touch of shock flashed in his eyes, “What kind of unit is this? They’re still fighting even in this state, it’s unbelievable.”
Most of them were dead or injured, but they were still charging.
One after another, their comrades fell. But they were still charging.
A terrifying squad.
However, no matter how terrifying they were, they were immediately extinguished under his command. The commander still had a trace of excitement: “Regardless of your Ghost Wolf Cavalry, renowned far and wide, notoriously fierce, in the end, you’re still going to die at my hands.”
To annihilate the Ghost Wolf Cavalry was not just a great achievement, but also a massive boost to his reputation. After all, this was the team known as the world’s number one cavalry. This was a real honor.
“Commander, headquarters has ordered the encirclement and suppression of the Ghost Wolf Cavalry,” a soldier reported.
“Very well,” the commander nodded. He had guessed as much. Without encirclement, his team alone couldn’t annihilate the Ghost Wolf Cavalry. They might even be extinguished themselves. That wouldn’t be very pleasant. The current situation was just right.
Although the entire army was deployed, he was, after all, at the forefront and would be credited with the first success. He immediately addressed the Ghost Wolf Cavalry: “Stop struggling. Our superiors have ordered your encirclement and suppression. You can’t escape. Surrender, and I can promise you high rank, wealth, an easy life, honor, and riches.”
Persuading a team to surrender brings more glory than annihilating them. Especially persuading a team like Ghost Wolf Cavalry, known as the world’s number one cavalry. However, to persuade a team to surrender is extremely difficult. How Robin had persuaded the South Land army to surrender in the past was a mystery. After all, they were surrounded, starved for so many days, and then heard the news that South Land had abandoned them. Under such pressure, over time, they gradually surrendered, which was initially impossible. Even Maclean Lyons couldn’t control this outcome.
However, he decided to give it a try, as it was a major accomplishment. But the reaction from the other side was pretty much what he expected, or rather, a bit more skewed. Erniu laughed loudly, then cursed, “Alright, if you want me to surrender, first call me ‘grandpa’ three times. I’ll consider it. My good grandson, hurry up and call.”
In a moment, a trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the Ghost Wolf Cavalry. Surrender? The Ghost Wolf Cavalry never had soldiers who surrendered. Only soldiers who died in the charge.
“Looking for death!” the commander was instantly enraged and immediately ordered, “All soldiers, attack!” “Kill. Anyone who takes the head of a Ghost Wolf Cavalry soldier will be rewarded with a bounty and promoted three ranks.” “Attack!” “Kill one, and you’ll have lifetime honor and riches. Kill!”
The soldiers rushed towards them. At the same time, there were also soldiers coming in waves from around. Erniu laughed loudly, touched the blood on his face, not knowing if it was his own or someone else’s, and said, “Brothers, are you scared? Tell me loudly, are you scared?”
“We’re not scared,” a group of beaten soldiers said in unison. Their morale was still high.
“Brothers, more and more people are coming. This might be our last charge, but we are the Ghost Wolf Cavalry. Tell me, what should we do?” Erniu shouted.
“Kill!” A single word ‘kill’ was the response from all the soldiers.
Kill. Many soldiers charged out at once. They were never afraid of battle. The Ghost Wolf Cavalry didn’t have cowardly soldiers. Kill. Regardless of the future, regardless of the past, their current mission was to kill. Keep charging forward. Keep charging. Even if they die, they can’t stop.
However, there were too many enemies. More and more. Gradually, they fell, one by one. With a bang, they fell, biting off an ear of a South Land soldier with their teeth before dying. Then, they were killed by a long spear.
But, he also laughed. Before he died, he muttered, “War god, in my next life, I will still be your soldier.” The thing he regretted the least in his life was joining the Ghost Wolf Cavalry. If there is a next life. Then, he would still be a soldier, still under Robin’s command.
At this moment, the commander suddenly realized that the soldiers who had come to help were in chaos. Complete chaos. It was as if they were fighting their own people. Total chaos.
“Kill them, they’re traitors, I’ve discovered it, they’re Kisia people!” one South Land soldier shouted, having knocked down a group of fellow South Land soldiers nearby.
“We are not,” the soldiers from the group retorted.
However, from their ranks sprang a soldier who fought fiercely, shouting, “For Kisia, kill!”
Instantly, the faces of the South Land soldiers on their side turned green. Then, the two groups began to fight. One side believed the other to be traitors, and vice versa, causing a sudden outbreak of fighting on the battlefield. More than just these two groups, nearly a dozen nearby squads also joined the conflict. The situation was incredibly chaotic.
Even the commanders of the squads couldn’t control the situation. The two groups were fighting, and it was impossible to tell who was on their own side. The battlefield was in total disorder.
A commander with exceptional prestige noticed something was wrong and quickly shouted, “Stop, everyone stop!”
He noticed the anomaly and wanted to intervene, but at that point, a large South Land soldier with eyes like a wolf strode over.
“What are you doing, get back to your squad,” the commander hastily rebuked.
Seeing that the situation was deteriorating, some of the bodyguards also gathered around.
“You’re a traitor, kill!” Black Wolf didn’t care. He roared, charged, his military knife wildly swinging. The bodyguards hurried to defend, but how could they resist the Deputy Leader of the Ghost Wolf Cavalry?
With a slash, the commander was no more.
Then, Black Wolf roared, “The commander has been killed by a traitor, brothers, avenge him!”
Many people saw him kill the commander.
But he shouted so loudly that everyone else thought the commander had been killed by a traitor. Their eyes turned red, and no one believed the soldiers who accused Black Wolf.
Their voices were not loud enough. Some people even killed them, thinking they were traitors.
The commander, slashed and near death, had a green face in his final moments.