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"For Kazimierz! Charge!"

A light bugle call sounded, the rallying cry for the Kazimierz Beastmaster Knights. Having rested for some time, the Beastmaster Knights began donning their armor, preparing for battle.

At 2:30 PM, ten thousand Beastmaster Knights appeared on the gentle slope of the Kazimierz positions in a dense formation. They urged their Siege Rams into a trot.

The Knight Errants engaged with the Sarkaz erupted in excited shouts. This was their invincible winning strategy: the mass charge of the Beastmaster Knights could crush any enemy. Even Ursus's seasoned elites had to temporarily avoid their sharp edge.

"Report! The enemy infantry is moving towards the flanks of our position!"

"I see them!"

Theresica lowered his binoculars and ordered, "Command the First Division and the Arts Master cluster to move back! The Second Division will deploy in place as planned!"

While the foot knights made way for the Beastmaster Knights, the Sarkaz also quickly retreated. Seeing this from afar, a cheer erupted in the Kazimierz command tent.

The previous oppression vanished. Tok smiled and ordered, "Let the knights gallop freely and crush all the demons!"

The Beastmaster Knights quickly charged up the gentle slope, cheered on by the foot knights on the flanks, as if welcoming them to victory.

In the blink of an eye, the knights reached the crest of the hill. From here, they could see the disorganized retreat of the Sarkaz. Amidst the crowd, some remained motionless, holding spears and forming squares. Their positions were staggered, and they maintained significant distance from each other.

"What is this strange formation?"

"To allow the routed soldiers to pass safely without affecting themselves."

"They still want to resist; they'll be running soon too!"

The Beastmaster Knights laughed. The first wave began to urge their mounts forward at full speed, entering the charge.

"Knights! Present spears!"

The raised lances were uniformly lowered to a horizontal position. The knights' spacing became even tighter, and they divided into three ranks.

As the towering figures galloped towards them, the soldiers within the squares did not flee. The remnants of the First Division, who had been in full retreat, also stopped. They formed similar squares around the Second Division.

Beneath their thick helmets, the Kuranta's faces showed smiles. Infantry without open terrain could block their charge. From the founding of Kazimierz to the present, never had...

Huh?

Amidst the roars of the beasts, many knights were filled with confusion. Why had their mounts stopped, raising their front hooves high?

"Fire!"

The Sarkaz platoon leader shouted with all his might. The archers, hidden behind the heavy infantry, immediately raised their semi-automatic crossbows.

[Swoosh—]

A dense volley of arrows flew out. The orderly knight formation was mowed down in large numbers, causing significant disruption to their formation. The commander of the second rank, seeing the gaps in the first rank, quickly shouted, "Fill the gaps and reform! Charge before the second volley!"

Before his voice faded, and while the knights were still preparing to adjust their formation, the second volley arrived.

The knights in the second rank no longer needed to fill the gaps in the first. The original first rank was gone, and only a few remained in the second rank.

It was then that the third rank clearly saw the ground. For some reason, spikes had suddenly appeared in front of the Sarkaz square formation. It was these spikes that caused the Siege Rams to abruptly halt their charge.

This was the masterpiece of the Sarkaz Arts Masters. Following Theresica's orders, they had deployed Originium Arts that could alter the terrain in front of the Second Division's deployment area.

"Evade!"

The remaining knights shouted loudly and turned their mounts towards the side of the square, entering the gaps between two squares.

An even denser volley of arrows descended. A squad of nearly a hundred Beastmaster Knights was instantly annihilated with screams. The squad leader fell to the ground with an expression of disbelief.

He didn't understand why the Sarkaz didn't need to reload their arrows. Why...

The mass charge of tens of thousands of Beastmaster Knights could not be completely stopped by a mere shout. By the time the knights behind them slowed down enough to pull their reins without colliding, two thousand knights had uncontrollably charged into the Sarkaz square formation.

They fell agonizingly under the Sarkaz's arrow rain. Their armor couldn't block all the arrows.

The knights wanted to retreat and regroup with the infantry behind them, allowing the foot knights to help them break through the Sarkaz square. However, the Sarkaz Arts Master cluster, which had moved earlier, had now reached their planned positions and began to activate their Originium Arts.

Various direct attack spells or positional Arts rained down madly on the Kazimierz knights. Following Theresica's orders, they drew a blockade line between the Beastmaster Knights and the foot knights, dividing them into two separate groups.

"We can't retreat! Charge!"

The Beastmaster Knights pushed forward under the Sarkaz's arrow rain. The Sarkaz immediately shifted their targets, no longer prioritizing the knights. Instead, they focused on shooting down the beasts first.

The Siege Rams, in the midst of their charge, suddenly fell to the ground, and the knights on their backs were thrown off. As he scrambled to his feet, disoriented from the fall, an arrow pierced his neck. Even if a small number of Knight Errants reached the Sarkaz, they would face several Sarkaz heavy infantry soldiers alone and become corpses.

Inside the Sarkaz command post, the oppressive atmosphere vanished. The voices of those around them grew much louder.

Manfred looked at Theresica in astonishment. He had merely been following His Majesty's orders to have the Sarkaz troops form these square formations by battalion, but he hadn't expected them to be so effective!

Upon learning that the Second Division had withstood the charge of ten thousand Beastmaster Knights with less than a hundred casualties and had almost annihilated them, Theresica's worried heart finally settled.

He had only experimented with the biological characteristics of the beasts with an Absolver and learned that these creatures had traits similar to horses. He then directly applied the square formations used by Earth's cavalry to resist enemy cavalry, but he had no real confidence in their practical effectiveness.

Meanwhile, in the Kazimierz command tent, a Knight Errant covered in blood and wounds stumbled in. He collapsed weakly before Tok, the dull thud waking Tok from his thoughts.

"Lord! Ten thousand... ten thousand knights, all gone!"

Tok, who had been preparing for a short rest,'s eyes widened. He grabbed the man's collar in disbelief.

"What did you say!"

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Chapter 57: Victory

The Banshee matriarch curiously picked up a semi-automatic crossbow, while the Absolver surveyed the formation of the Sarkaz troops on the battlefield.

This war was unusual for them. It was their first time doing nothing, simply standing there like two statues. Yet, the outcome of the war had completely surpassed their imagination. The young Majesty had tinkered with a few gadgets, casually gathered some insignificant intelligence, and then combined these pieces to achieve a situation they could not have previously conceived.

This was the Absolver's previous thought, but now he had changed his mind. It was an absurd misjudgment caused by merely glimpsing a corner of His Majesty's thoughts.

"Your Majesty."

The Absolver leader bowed respectfully. Absolvers were not swayed by strength, but they had no resistance to the marvels of the mind.

"Ah! Your Majesty!"

The Banshee quickly put down the semi-automatic crossbow in her hand. She had been watching too intently and hadn't heard footsteps.

"Mhm."

Theresica responded faintly, raising his telescope to observe the battlefield. The expression on his face remained grave.

"Your Majesty, the situation seems to be going well. Why are you still so troubled?" the Absolver asked, puzzled.

"The Second Division has been committed to the battle. My remaining reserve force is only the Royal Court Guard. However, Kazimierz has at least twenty thousand Beastmaster Knights, and their main general hasn't even made a move yet."

As he spoke, Theresica's gaze fell upon the Absolver and the Banshee. "With you two here, I'm not worried about what their main general can do. But I am worried about how much damage those twenty thousand Beastmaster Knights will inflict on the Sarkaz."

"Then, Your Majesty, why didn't you let us act from the beginning? I can guarantee that the forces Kazimierz sent here will not exceed thirty thousand."

"If we did that, it would alert the surrounding regions, and things would become no different from the past."

Theresica said. Although the Sarkaz now had the banner of resisting Originium Arts, if someone truly wanted to attack you, they still would.

Few people on Terra had seen Originium Arts, but the demons, they believed, had left a deep impression.

The bloody battle continued on the ancient ruins of Kazdel. People from both factions were fighting with all their might to end each other's lives in this barren place devoid of any resources.

After repelling another attack, the exhausted Sarkaz looked around. Their numbers were dwindling. Some skilled archers who knew how to use and maintain the semi-automatic weapons had picked up their weapons to fill the front lines, while the Kuranta continued to pour in without end.

Kazimierz, on the other hand, was almost fighting itself into a stupor. They had never fought this kind of battle before. Knights were sent out one by one, and only a few lucky survivors returned. Bodies piled up on the ground, obscuring the desert sand.

This was just a ruin with broken bricks and tiles. Why were they fighting to this extent? Three thousand Knights Errant could no longer return home from this godforsaken place, and the demons on the other side, no matter what, should have lost half their numbers.

"Sarkaz! You are worthy opponents. As long as you surrender or retreat, we guarantee your safety with our knightly honor!"

"Go to hell, you [Sarkaz profanity]!"

The response to the Kuranta was a vulgar insult, and the battle resumed.

Tock could no longer sit still. Although he had brought enough food for several days, he hadn't been able to defeat the Sarkaz on the first day, so he certainly wouldn't be able to on the second.

"Has the ruin not been taken yet?"

This was the fourth time he had asked this question in half an hour. Those around him thought for a moment and said, "The Sarkaz resistance is fierce, and our casualties are also very heavy..."

"How much longer will it take?"

Tock looked at his subordinate general, who hesitated for a moment and couldn't say anything.

It was already 3:15 PM. The stamina of the foot knights was nearly exhausted. If they delayed any longer, without the support of the foot knights, the remaining twenty thousand Beastmaster Knights would likely suffer great casualties to gnaw through this tough bone of the Sarkaz.

The cost of this investment is too great. I can't count on the ruins anymore...

Tock picked up his weapon. "Gather all troops!"

"Huh?"

"Didn't you hear me? It's time for the final assault!"

Tock's gaze swept over everyone. "We have no chance to retreat. If we go back like this, it would be worse than death! Think about it, everyone. How will the other knight families look at us? How will those squires mock us behind our backs? Of course, as long as we win and take Kazdel, all of this will disappear, and we will gain a piece of land belonging to knights!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The generals present drew their weapons. The current situation was laid out before them, and they had chosen to come here themselves.

The ground of the battlefield began to tremble slightly once more, the amplitude even more pronounced than before. The formation sorcerers cast spells in unison for a crossfire, but behind the gentle slope, a burst of intense light erupted.

The Sarkaz soldiers could see nothing clearly, unable to distinguish the boundary between the ground and the sky. They could only feel the ground trembling more and more intensely.

"Kazimierz's main general has made a move. Now it's up to you. Bring him to me!"

Theresica turned his head to the side, and the Absolver and the Banshee bowed.

"As you command, Your Majesty."

Within the city of Kazdel, all residents hid in their homes. The streets were deserted, but at this moment, scattered footsteps could be heard.

"Kazimierz... has broken in?"

"What nonsense! His Majesty must have mobilized the militia!"

The nervous Sarkaz residents guessed wildly. Mudrock pondered for a moment and picked up her weapon.

"I'll go out and take a look. You all stay put."

Mudrock prepared to activate her Originium Arts, then pushed open the door and stepped out onto the street.

Indeed, a group of Kuranta was approaching, but their expressions were dejected, and they were only wearing thin undergarments. On both sides, they were accompanied by fully armed Sarkaz soldiers.

'He won?' Mudrock thought happily.

"Hurry up! You Kazimier mongrels! Didn't you want to come to Kazdel? Today, I'll let you swim to your heart's content!"

The soldiers' shouts as they escorted the Kuranta were exceptionally loud. Militiamen and hidden residents alike emerged, and all the Sarkaz crowded the sides of the street to watch this group of Knights Errant.

As the Kuranta procession moved, golden characters also drifted through the sky.

A moment later, a voice rang out.

"I, Theresica, declare to all residents of Kazdel... We have won!!!"

"Ooooh—"

In every street and alley, every Sarkaz was cheering uncontrollably.

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Chapter 58: Advance

"I, Theresica, declare to all residents of Kazdel... We have won!"

A very brief announcement that drew a close to the bloody battle that had lasted for hours and involved tens of thousands of people.

The runic symbols drawn by the Banshee dissipated in the air, and the surrounding clamor returned to Theresica's ears. He turned to look behind him, where several neat rows of Kuranta were kneeling.

They struggled with all their might, and though they had no restraints, they could only kneel with their hands behind their backs.

"Damn demon brat!"

"Silence! You are speaking to the King of the Sarkaz!"

The Banshee put away her bone quill and casually said, "Bow down."

An invisible force appeared with the Banshee's words. He suddenly bowed his head and plunged it into the ground, unable to straighten up no matter what. He could only roar in impotent fury.