Marshal Adolf's decision had been exceptionally decisive.
From his perspective, the Holy Roland Empire and the Green Skin royal family had been evenly matched to begin with. Although the arrival of the Blood Hand Clan had broken that balance, even if he judged wrong, they would at most lose some troops. On the other hand, if his judgment was correct, this would be an excellent opportunity to deal the Green Skin royal family a grievous blow!
In such a situation, it could hardly even be considered a gamble. There was no reason to refuse to send out troops!
At the border of the Holy Roland Empire, the fortress gates rose. The garrison immediately filed out, forming an offensive force at the fastest possible speed and launching a counterattack against the Green Skin army!
The Green Skin Emperor, who received word of the Holy Roland Empire's sudden counterattack, remained fairly calm.
During a prolonged engagement, it was perfectly normal for the defending side, while still retaining the ability to counterattack, to launch an appropriate counterattack to ease internal pressure. The Green Skin Emperor had not thought there was any major problem—until a large number of Vajra Realm combatants from the Holy Roland Empire charged onto the battlefield...
"WAAAAGH! We've been exposed! They know we sent a large number of Vajra Realm combatants to intercept and kill their reinforcements!"
The Green Skin Emperor instantly realized this, and his expression visibly darkened.
Under normal circumstances, both sides should have tacitly agreed to restrain each other's high-end combatants, with neither side entering the field.
But now, the Holy Roland Empire had been the first to break this deadlock and send its high-end combatants into battle. Could this really have been an accident?
Thinking of the enemy reinforcements rushing this way, the Green Skin Emperor