Flora was checking her equipment.
Magic firearm, no problem.
Tactical backpack, no problem.
Chainsaw sword, the feel was so good that the Sisters requested to imbue it with cutting magic as well, no problem.
The craft of this cutting chainsaw sword was quite troublesome, but the great Governor and the Governor’s wife found a way to help the sisters overcome it. Praise the Lord Governor, praise the Governor’s wife.
Face masks to help the Sisters breathe in the smoke, no problem.
Preparing holy water, no problem.
The Sisterhood was already geared up and ready to pledge their loyalty.
The entire human front had begun to stir quietly, the defensive line started to contract, and the soldiers began to consume more of the so-called Governor’s ancestral potions.
These potions seemed to be supplied in unlimited amounts all of a sudden; there were still more.
Hammond calmed his beloved horse and brought along his directly subordinate Professional unit, with Hammond’s forces acting as the vanguard to clear the way for the Sisters.
Hammond’s brothers had no complaints; rather, they were eager to try. Although there was no distinction in treatment between this unit and others after being incorporated by Graywhite Territory, since it was a later addition, Hammond’s unit always felt they had not been recognized by Graywhite Territory in a psychological sense.
This time, however, the vanguard received the best resources.
These old knights were not afraid of death, especially since a sacrifice meant dying not in a civil war among humans, but under the monsters of the Demon Clan.
As long as there were still humans holding the line in the future, their charge would be absolute glory; no knight of the next generation could raise a single complaint, and there could be no greater testament to their knightly spirit than this.
Even Lucanus promised to compose a poem for the knights in the front.
Originally, this task was supposed to be handled by another elite guard from Lind’s unit, but just in case, the position still needed protection, so Susan led the Royal Guards to stay behind.
Isha and White each took a squad and moved to the flanks of the battlefield to prepare for reinforcement, while Darsi was wiping down his beloved rifle and carefully loading a container of color sand responsible for charging the ray gun.
After ensuring absolute reliability, Darsi slung the rifle over his shoulder and prepared to mount his horse with his comrades. No one was more suited to support Hammond’s unit than Darsi’s squad after fighting side by side for so long.
At that moment, Darsi heard an unfamiliar voice calling him.
“Hey!”
It was that little girl from the Laurent Family.
Emily had come with the Sisterhood and was later assigned to the Second Twilight Corps to fight alongside the Lars Knights.
“I’m going to catch up with you, so don’t die!”
Hearing this, Darsi was somewhat perplexed. His death was inconsequential as long as Hammond, who was responsible for clearing the way, and the Sisters behind him were fine.
The troops charging at the very front looked the most dangerous, and indeed it was, but they were also receiving the most resources.
Moreover, the Lord Governor had provided ample potions; before setting off, everyone coated their armor and bodies with that potion, and as long as they conserved it, they could crawl back.
Darsi then mounted his horse and, along with his comrades, arrived at the rear of Hammond’s unit, preparing to strike together.
“Hey!”
An ignored Emily angrily stomped back to her unit.
Although they didn’t have clear weather, at least there was no wind and snow; the sky remained gray and oppressive.
While fighting and resting, Graywhite Territory gradually recovered from its earlier defeat, the entire position began to operate like a finely tuned machine.
Due to the lack of personnel on the front lines, the monsters seemed to spot weaknesses and, as usual, surged toward their positions like a tidal wave.
With the sound of the military horn, Hammond charged forward, quickly followed by Darsi, who was responsible for support and cover, and the Sisterhood.
Immediately, the entire human front began to act simultaneously.
The soldiers were no longer as fearful as when they first faced the twisted monsters of the Demon Clan; anger for revenge was more prominent on their faces.
The tide of humanity clashed with the wave of monsters as they faced opponents much larger than themselves—no one retreated, not even the sludge monsters capable of assimilating humanity.
Fueled by fury, every inch of muscle in those soldiers was driven to fight; every attack was resolute, and every shot fired was a tribute to those who had already died.
“Brothers, charge with me!”
The newly appointed secretaries of the soldiers, like a torch passed from one generation to another, imitated their former secretary and rushed headlong into the monsters without hesitation.
The cannons in the positions had somehow been pushed to the front lines—Lena continuously directed the bombardment, controlling the battlefield.
Some units even felt that using ray guns to kill monsters was too slow and charged directly in.
Holy water was sprinkled on the battlefield as if it were free; countless monsters found themselves malfunctioning after coming into contact with it. After all, once one bottle was thrown, another would follow immediately, and before a monster could die, it was likely to have been filled with holy water.
There were even cavalrymen wielding high-pressure water guns treating holy water as ordinary water to support the disadvantaged military. If this scene were to be seen by His Holiness the Pope back in the Royal Capital, he would probably faint on the spot.
The entire army felt like a tightly-coiled spring; all the previously contracted force was released at that moment, and they were even unclear which tide was impacting the other side—signs of defeat began to appear among the Demon Clan as well.
“Commander!”
Daniel scrambled onto Noam’s back and reported to the newly appointed commander of the Demon Clan, “Humans have suddenly gone mad; the entire human army is moving out and charging at us!”
The commander kicked Daniel and cursed, “No kidding; I have eyes!”
And Noam’s voice echoed in the commander’s mind: “Something’s off; how did the humans suddenly get so many potions? Previously, these potions could only be used in the most dangerous situations.”
The Demon Clan, of course, had gleaned some residue from the fleeing Demon God Offspring, and all members of the Demon Clan believed that this type of potion could not be mass-produced. Even the scholars of the Demon Clan who arrived on the battlefield said the same.
Only that scholar had suddenly seemed to discover something shocking after contacting the potions, so he bid farewell and went to the Sur德 Region, seemingly to search for information.
Unfortunately, before that scholar’s message could arrive, humanity suddenly erupted into battle.
“We… need more warriors.”
With Noam’s words ringing in the commander’s mind, the commander immediately ordered, “Daniel, we no longer need to conceal our strength. Release those special warriors we have been cultivating; it’s time to face the humans in battle.”
