The Ripper

After the Sauron Army's vanguard endured yet another brutal barrage of point-blank direct fire, it finally reached the distance from which it could launch its final assault, driven forward by sheer madness and the momentum of its charge!

The entire front of the army formation was shrouded in smoke, blood, and an atmosphere of hysterical savagery.

At this critical moment, Acton, positioned toward the rear of the formation, suddenly heard a dense, heavy pounding of footsteps behind him, mixed with crude shouts and the clanging of metal armor!

He spun around and saw more than a hundred exceptionally burly Sauron warriors in heavy iron armor charging out through the gaps in the main formation behind him like beasts breaking free from their cages!

Every one of them wore a ferocious expression, with an almost insane bloodlust burning in their eyes. Many had painted strange patterns across their armor. They were the most elite—and most terrifying—"Berserker" guard under Corps Commander Bragi!

Advancing alongside them were several dozen nimble scout hunters carrying longbows.

These more than one hundred handpicked veterans carried no long weapons such as spears that would hinder their mobility. Most gripped sharp Battle Axes, heavy flails, or curved sabers, with round shields strapped to their backs. The scouts, meanwhile, already held their bows in hand, with their quivers slung at the most convenient position on their hips.

They paid no attention to the main infantry on either side as they adjusted their formation. Instead, they raced through the passage between the ranks at astonishing speed, like a dagger suddenly thrust forward. They swiftly passed beyond the foremost edge of their own battle line, then spread out about twenty meters ahead of the main force, forming a sparse yet highly aggressive skirmish line!

"They're the 'Rippers'! The Great Chieftain has