apter 48
Third Person’s POV
Victor had long held a grudge against him, but over the past three years of attritional warfare, his team had suffered seventy percent casualties. They now relied on chewing ice grass roots to stanch bleeding, lacking even healing potions.
Without the Western Tribes‘ aid, Frostbite and Darkclaw Towns would eventually fall.
“Enough yapping!” Victor crushed the Frostwolf horn at his waist with his wolf claw. “Aim the crossbows at the one wielding the gilt blade–take out Alpha Lance, and his wolves will scramble like headless direwolves!”
War drums thundered as Alpha Lance’s undermanned force of two hundred thousand clashed with the enemy’s four hundred thousand.
The moment drums shattered the morning mist, battleflags and totems collided.
Adelaide trusted Lance’s gambit and focused on securing food and supplies to prevent the enemy from burning them on retreat
Halbert’s wolf claw slapped the frost–coated ground, his fang necklace clinking as he ran. “Three miles to go! That brine cellar reeks sweeter than Paisley’s mithril dagger!”
“Save your strength for fighting!” Adelaide’s wolf ears caught distant war cries. Her silver spear spun, “After we seize the food stores, you can each have half a strip of jerky–but first, anyone who stops is a coward!”
They reached the supply depot before dawn.
Adelaide’s silver spear punched through the iron door. The Dragon Ash guards barely had time to lift their warhammers before her blade slit their throats.
Warm blood spattered her goggles, but she grinned, fangs bared.
Her mentor’s words echoed, “Strike the carotid–encimy drops in ten heartbeats” Her spes moved so fast, enemies‘ hearts stopped on the third beat.
H
now
“Paisley! Blow the back door! Angela! Guard the depot!” She kicked aside a Dragon Ash wolf, her spear tip lifting a rock-hard slab of deer meat. “Halbert! Smash open the brine cellar–I want every wolf pup on the battlefield gnawing on jerky!”
But laughter was cut short by
approaching hoofbeats.
were after it
The enemy, realizing Lance’s forces food depot, dispatched twenty thousand soldiers there.
Adelaide led three thousand wolves against them, with her five–person team the backbone.
+8 Pearls
Chapter 48
After two hours of grueling combat, most foes were slain, the rest fleeing.
Of Adelaide’s original three thousand, only a thousand remained, having fought with every ounce of strength to eliminate the majority of the enemy.
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