"Die!"
"Kill all the Northern Tribes!"
"Give your hearts to the Empire!"
A group of soldiers clad in armor, carrying standard-issue swords, charged at another group of people they had encountered as enemies.
Most of the other group were nearly naked, their dark skin exposed. They carried spears that glimmered with a faint blue light and wore bone masks on their heads, giving them a wild and dangerous appearance.
They roared in slang that was completely incomprehensible.
In an instant, the two sides clashed.
The soldiers in standard-issue armor were better trained overall, better equipped, and had a stronger sense of teamwork.
But the other group of savages had a wider range of tricks. Poison needles, poisoned spears, traps—every sort of tactic came one after another as they did their best to take their opponents' lives.
For a time, both sides suffered casualties, and neither gained the upper hand.
Though they were both small squads, the two sides were clearly determined to fight to the bitter end.
As time passed, fewer and fewer people remained standing on either side.
Most conspicuous of all were the two squads' leaders, fighting fiercely.
Their blades and spears clashed in practiced, measured exchanges, revealing impressive martial skills.
Suddenly, a human figure appeared in the middle of the battlefield, looking around in confusion.
He hadn't expected to find himself in such a bloody scene.
Though the two sides were locked in battle, they were both keenly alert. They immediately noticed the figure who had appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the battlefield.
Without hesitation, the enemies, who had been fighting fiercely just moments ago, struck out almost simultaneously, intent on killing the intruder.
On a battlefield where people fought with such brutality, there was no room for holding back.
An unknown person had