The urgent blare of horns echoed over the fortress. Winter had not officially begun yet, but the main Ratmen army that had already reached the front line could not wait any longer and launched its first assault on their southern fortress!
Standing atop the wall and staring wide-eyed at the battlefield outside, White Butcher sucked in a sharp breath.
Even though he had prepared himself mentally in advance, he was still utterly stunned by the horrifying sight before him.
Until he saw this scene with his own eyes, he had never been able to imagine that an enemy's forces could be so numerous that they completely filled an entire battlefield!
Looking at the densely packed Ratmen beyond the walls, surging toward their fortress like a black tide, White Butcher felt his scalp go numb.
Compared to the spectacle before him, the small groups of Ratmen they had dealt with before were practically children playing house! They were on completely different levels!
After struggling to steady his emotions, White Butcher instinctively turned to glance at Soros and the others beside him.
At that moment, Soros and the others all wore calm expressions. Clearly, they had long since grown accustomed to a battle of this scale.
Their calmness helped White Butcher relax somewhat, while also bringing back the words Diak had told him earlier.
With a Lizardmen army backing him up, nothing could go seriously wrong!
At that thought, White Butcher's heart settled completely.
At the same time, Soros's voice reached him.
"Just as we discussed earlier, we'll handle the walls, and you'll handle the gate area."
After all, they were two separate armies. They had never worked together before and lacked any understanding with each other. Forcing themselves into one unit would inevitably lead to them hindering one another.
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