Northern Fortress (4)

"They should be clearing the field." Red's expression was grave, and there was a trace of unease in his voice.

"Clearing the field?" Ang frowned. "But didn't you say that whenever the Demons attacked, they first drove the magical beasts forward to disrupt our formation?"

"That's right." Red pressed his lips together, his expression growing even heavier.

"I'm not sure what exactly is happening now, but... this may be an opportunity. Maybe we can use this chance to retake the two lost fortresses to the north."

"But we have no idea how many Demons there are in the north." Ang's voice came through the communicator, calm as iron.

"There can't be that many." Red replied firmly. "If they really outnumbered us, they wouldn't just drive out the magical beasts. They would attack the fortress directly."

With that, he stopped hesitating and immediately mobilized every warrior in the fortress who was not assigned to a task.

"My lord, what should we do now?" Pri asked through the Magic Communicator.

"Go back to the giant gate and stand by first," Ang instructed. "If Red really leads a team over, go with them. Remember, watch out for the Demons' flying spears."

"Understood, my lord." After receiving the order, Pri swiftly mounted his Magic Broom and skimmed over the cliff top toward the canyon.

Beneath the giant gate, everyone was assembling.

The moment Pri landed, he said, "Lord Red is bringing people out. We're preparing to retake the northern fortresses."

"What did Ang say?" Quintina immediately asked.

"He said we have to go with them too." As Pri spoke, he took out his Magic Broom.

Everyone nodded and swiftly made preparations, ensuring they had magic crystals and Healing Potions at their waists.

About half an hour later, Red led a team of nearly a