Tiger Among the Flock

"According to the art of war, if you outnumber the enemy ten to one, surround them; five to one, attack them; and two to one, divide them."

Although "the advantage is ours" sounded like a flag of the worst possible kind, Gaguel's assessment of the battle and his decisions had actually been perfectly sound.

Even with better equipment and Spellcasters backing them up, the Northern Territory Air Force stood no chance of gaining the slightest advantage over the Winged Legion while outnumbered four to one. Once a flying rope hit its target, someone had to finish the job—and with such a massive numerical disadvantage, the Northern Territory Air Force's two flying squadrons simply didn't have the manpower.

If the battle continued like this, the Winged Legion's Dragon Riders would get hit by flying ropes, make emergency landings, untangle themselves on the ground, then take off and rejoin the fight, over and over again.

At this rate, the Northern Territory Air Force had no chance of breaking through the encirclement without losing a layer of skin.

Gaguel had seen the situation clearly. As long as he could trade one for one, or even two for one, the Winged Legion would come out far ahead. That was why he had immediately waved the red flag, hoping to complete the aerial encirclement.

Once the battle began, he had already won strategically!

Unfortunately, the one thing Gaguel hadn't accounted for was that the Northern Territory Air Force still had a lethal trump card in reserve.

Just as the encirclement was about to close, an Elemental Dragon more than fifty feet long emerged from the dense clouds.

Shyvana, commander-in-chief of the Northern Territory Air Force, had officially entered the battle!

To the Dragon Riders of the Winged Legion, who watched in horror, Shyvana spread her