"Jiamous, Albert." The purple-haired Black Asia Orc looked at his two deputies and said in a deep voice, "Retreating without a fight is not this legion's style."
Albert looked at the purple-haired Black Asia Orc and said, "Kaserus, against the Holy Shield Legion, we do not stand the slightest chance. I think we should retreat."
The Soul Intent High-level Dark Blade Warrior seated to the purple-haired Black Asia Orc's right also advised, "Kaserus, I know you want to restore the legion's former glory, but you also know that even at its peak, our legion never defeated the Holy Shield Legion. With less than sixty percent of our peak strength now, how can we stand against them?"
Hearing Jiamous's words, the purple-haired Black Asia Orc fell silent. He clenched his fists, unwilling to accept it.
Thirteen hundred years ago, in the middle stage of the Seventh War between the United Kingdom of Kols and the Human Allied Forces, the Shadow Blade Legion, led by its twenty-first commander Kehedawa, faced the Holy Shield Legion of the Holy Third Dawn Kingdom for the first time on the battlefield.
In that battle, the Shadow Blade Legion suffered devastating losses and was nearly wiped out.
At its peak, the Shadow Blade Legion had eight Soul Intent High-level Dark Blade Warriors, nineteen Soul Intent Mid-Tier Dark Blade Warriors, thirty-seven Soul Intent Low-Tier Dark Blade Warriors, 4,537 Gold-grade Dark Blade Warriors, and 12,893 Silver-grade Dark Blade Warriors.
In addition, beyond the Shadow Blade Legion itself, there were three reserve armies of ten thousand troops each, serving as the legion's backup force.
Yet after that war, seven of the eight Soul Intent High-level Dark Blade Warriors had died in battle. The remaining one suffered permanent damage to his soul and, less than a century later, returned to the