Rol is the King of Adren Kingdom.
While he is a Mage, his status also requires him to beco a warrior, or a knight.
Because in the minds of people in this world, a true warrior must be able to charge at the forefront.
For the Human Kingdom, this is especially true.
Therefore, generations of Adren Kings have almost always been dual-trained in magic and martial arts, focusing mainly on lee combat with magic as a support.
Rol rode his towering Mixed Blood Dragon Horse, leading the fully ard Royal Guard out of the city gates, directly heading to the forefront of the army.
"It’s His Majesty! It’s His Majesty!"
The soldiers, seeing their King personally arriving at the battlefield, raised their weapons excitedly and shouted.
In this kind of cold weapon combat, the arrival of a King greatly boosts morale.
This tradition of personal expedition has almost beco the norm for all nations on the Erin Continent.
Above the sky, the orange clouds in the sunset appeared beautiful.
It’s now evening.
Unlike the scorching midday sun, the evening on the Northern Wind Prairie is much colder, with temperatures reaching as low as minus twelve or thirteen degrees, with a large day-night temperature difference.
The Beastn seem to have adapted to this environnt, while the Alliance soldiers find it uncomfortable.
Many are wearing armor, relying on jumping on the spot to generate heat.
However, over ti, even before the two sides clash, the physical strength of the Alliance soldiers may be greatly depleted. This might be why the Beastn choose this ti to launch an attack.
"Boom Boom Boom!"
Several large fire flowers exploded in the sky.
The intense fire light dispelled so of the cold and delayed the impending dark night.
The sky brightened temporarily.
Everyone’s spirits lifted, and so couldn’t help but glance at the place where the Elf Mage Corps was located.
They knew these must be the High-level Spells cast by those Mages.
In front of Kuhan City, the Alliance’s army has fully assembled.
The tight military formation is arranged in a U-shape, with Human Clan soldiers at the front and Elf Clan archers on either side.
The main force of the Dwarves is in the sky, with many Berserkers arranged at the rear to guard against the Beast Race army breaking through the encirclent.
This is the first cooperation among the three major allied races in recent years, but not the first in history.
This formation, proved through blood and victory, is one of the best setups to counter the Beastn.
"Hoo Hoo Hoo~"
The evening wind howled, and the warriors blew air from their mouths, anxiously staring through the gaps in their steel helts at the Beastman Army approaching one kiloter away.
Though the distance is vast, they can see dozens of tall figures in the formation.
Those are Rock Demons of the Rock Demon Clan, possessing strong physical and magical resistance, practically a nightmare for ordinary soldiers.
At this mont, half of those figures began sinking.
The crowd quickly realized this was the burrowing ability of the Rock Demon Clan, capable of quietly infiltrating the rear of their formation from underground.
"Maintain formation! Steady! Watch your feet! Until you receive my orders, no one is allowed to spread out!!"
The officers rode military horses, running back and forth on both sides of the formation, reminding the soldiers not to break ranks.
Many could only silently swallow.
They know, where those Rock Demons will erge from next, it all depends on luck.
Their densely packed formation will not scatter because of those Rock Demons.
So who will be the unlucky one attacked from below by a Rock Demon is purely a matter of chance.
"Woo Woo Woo Woo~"
On the Beast Race side, the attack horns sounded.
The Beastman Wolf Cavalry excitedly shouted, raising their giant War Blades to launch a charge at the Alliance army.
The earth rumbled, and amidst the rising dust, the tens of thousands of Beast Race army surged like a tide toward the Alliance troops.
"War Shield!!!"
The commanding officers shouted the orders loudly, and the warriors in the front row imdiately crouched down, embedding their shields into the ground.
The second row of warriors then laid their Long Spears and shields on top, forming a spiked iron shield wall.
In the rear, the Elf Clan archers bent their bows, readying arrows, and with the commander’s cue, a rain of arrows shot towards the Beastman Army.
anwhile, on the Beast Race side.
In the sky, a strong gale blew from north to south, causing those arrows to tumble and skew to far-off places.
So even flew back towards the Alliance army, landing on a few unlucky heads.
This was the Shaman Priests of the Beast Race making their move.
They can control the wind and thunder, and alongside their mastery of the Healing Technique, their prowess is equally formidable as the Human Clan Mages.
"The enemy has entered range! Mage Group attack!"
On the Mage Group side, the Mages of the three races, numbering about three thousand, all cast their Magic following the commands of their respective race commanders.
In an instant, flas and lightning churned in the sky.
A barrage of spells hurled towards the Beastman Army, forming an unstoppable barrage.
The Mages from the Human and Dwarf clans utilized various abilities, all aid at long-range assault.
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