An army?
A human army had appeared here?
Sti did not doubt that it was Borgeld's Armored Bear Legion. This battlefield was so tense that it simply did not allow fools to exist. He had already killed several messengers, and this one before him had been promoted from the bottom with no background to speak of, only proven ability.
Likewise, this battlefield did not allow a useless commander or ruler to exist. His father had also tried to make him rest and take his place himself. An eighty-year-old heir was still qualified for the role, but reality did not permit it.
Sti passed through the layers of soldiers guarding him and reached the very front. Sure enough, he saw an unfamiliar army in the distance. It was cavalry, racing toward them at tremendous speed.
Outside, the army of demonic monsters led by his grandfather stood between the two sides.
"Reinforcements?"
This army did not inspire much confidence in Sti. It did not seem particularly numerous.
The next moment, Sti was glad he had not said that aloud.
Brandt held his lance steadily beneath his arm as the warhorse beneath him slowed, waiting for the Stag Legion attendants behind him to catch up.
Gradually, more and more armored horse heads appeared to his left and right.
"Charge!!!"
It was an ordinary-looking human cavalry force. From the outside, they appeared elite, but they could never inspire the same terror as an Extraordinary Legion in Sti Oren's mind. In his view, an Extraordinary Legion should look like the Armored Bear Legion.
Just look at your horses, then look at other people's bears.
The powerful collision shattered all speculation. The Stag Legion easily crushed the demon army outside Oren City. Brandt leaped onto Oren City's walls, raised his head, and saw a twisted,