The Extra Wants To Live

The imperial knights stuck their spears out of the wooden fence and pointed downwards. With that, about 10 gnolls were neutralized at once.

"Kwaaah!"

"Stop it! It must never be breached!"

However, the area guarded by the other soldiers seemed as if it would collapse at any moment. Hilfin's two knights were barely able to fill the gap.

"Keep stabbing! Kill everyone who comes in!"

Fortunately, the fortress was functioning well as planned.

Gnolls rushed into the narrow gap between two wooden fences.

The gnolls, pushed by each other, fought against each other and waved their arms raised high, but they were unable to move.

Above, the soldiers excitedly threw out their spears and broke the gnolls' bones.

Less than five minutes after the battle began, the gnoll corpses piled up inside the death funnel, creating a wall.

In the end, the space between the two fences became clogged with corpses, just as Catherine had intended.

Thanks to this, the soldiers stationed there were able to join elsewhere and create some space.

No matter how smart the red gnoll, the leader of the gnolls, was, in front of Catherine, the imperial knight who had made a plan and carefully prepared a strategy, the gnolls could not show tactics beyond childish play.

If things continued like this, the battle would soon end in victory.

But there was still one mountain left to overcome.

Carl felt eyes on him. It was a gnoll.

However, unlike the first time, there was urgency and anxiety in the gaze of the gnoll who was cornered and was trying to make a final struggle.

"Lady Catherine!"

As Carl shouted, Catherine, who had been standing tall and quietly waiting for her moment, drew her sword at once.

Like her armor, it was covered in black scars and chipped parts from the brutal daytime battle.

However, the well-polished sword delicately cut the air as if splitting light, ready to cut off the enemy's head at any time.

In fact, Catherine had brought one more sword, because swords are originally consumables.

But she gave it to Bilford, who had completely broken his sword. It didn't matter though. This was enough.

Catherine pushed away the imperial soldiers to make room, and then stared into the darkness beyond the waves of gnolls.

When she appeared, the gaze that had been following Carl disappeared.

The gnoll knew very well how much of a threat Catherine was.

"Get on your horse! Get on your horse!"

Meanwhile, Carl was running down the wooden fence and giving orders.

Catherine had prepared everything while he was asleep, and Carl knew what he had to do without hearing the details.

As Carl shouted loudly, the cavalrymen waiting inside the village quickly mounted their horses under Catherine's orders.

Bilford, who was fighting on top of the fence, jumped down and mounted his war horse.

"Master Carl!"

Bilford was surprised to see Carl riding on a white war horse next to him.

However, Carl held up his spear and shouted proudly, just as he had learned from Catherine.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

The eastern gate of Ax Sound Village opened. Beyond the light of the torch, pitch-black darkness awaited them with its mouth open like the maw of a monster.

"Bilford! Be at the forefront!"

"Yes!"

Bilford responded vigorously to Carl's words and began to lead the horse at the front.

The vanguard of the cavalry is the most dangerous position, as it receives the strongest resistance from the enemy.

Therefore, it is the most honorable position held by the most outstanding person.

Bilford felt the presence of Carl following closely behind him and tightened his grip on the spear.

Carl did not step back this time and took the lead. Although Bilford was the vanguard, the second row was by no means the place for the prince, Carl.

'I won't send a single person back!' Bilford gritted his teeth.

"Attack!"

Whoosh!

As soon as Bilford left the fence, he cut down a gnoll who was wandering nearby with his spear.

With delicate jousting, he accurately cut off the head using the blade of the spear.

After he passed, Carl's white horse trampled the fallen body of the gnoll, and then a total of nine light cavalry began to run after him, holding spears.

Bilford rode on horseback in the vanguard and made a detour to the south of the village.

Carl ran after him, shaking off his nervousness and gripping his spear.

The soldiers fighting on top of the fence could not clearly see the other cavalry running in the darkness.

However, everyone could clearly see the pure white horse shining beautifully in the light of the torch, with its red tail running behind it.

"Kill them all!"

"Waaah!"

Carl's cry echoed like thunder despite the noise of battle and the sound of horses' hooves.

Bilford crouched down and aimed forward, his spear held firmly at his side.

With just one movement from the trained war horse, Bilford realized what he had to do, increased his pace, and began running at full speed.

The moment the soldiers on the fence responded with a shout that seemed to shatter the sky, Bilford, standing in the vanguard, struck the flanks and rear of the gnolls who were attacking Ongseong!

Burbubbuk!

Quang!

Bilford's spear, with the force of the horse's charge and weight, pierced through three gnolls at once, killing them.

Next, Bilford's horse pushed away the gnoll blocking its path with its head, then struck and crushed the gnoll that was standing still.

"Hmm...!"

Bilford held the spear that pierced three gnolls tightly to his side and held on until the horse dug into the side and rear of the gnolls.

Although his arm was tingling, Bilford, who had mastered the art of armor, was able to structurally withstand the impact and did not let go of the spear until the horse stopped.

When the horse stopped due to too many gnolls, Bilford let go of the spear.

However, in a short time, Bilford split the gnolls that were attacking the fence of Ongseong as the vanguard of the cavalry in two.

The cavalry that followed behind stabbed the gnolls with their spears, trampled on the fallen ones, and pushed them around, completely disintegrating them.

Bilford is still young.

However, he is a talented person who was told by Catherine, 'Martial arts are enough.'

With enough cavalry behind him and the right circumstances, Bilford can decide the battle.

"Lord Carl! Are you safe?"

"Of course!"

Carl responded vigorously and held out his spear.

Bilford was so good that Carl didn't have to lift a finger when charging. With one cavalry charge, the siege of Fortress was destroyed.

And now Bilford was opening the way and getting out again.

This would also give a blow to the gnolls behind the wooden fence. Then Catherine could now fight without interference from other gnolls.

Thud!

Clap!

Catherine leaped outside and landed on the other side of the fence surrounding the fortress, then sprinted away with her sword raised high.

As if in response, bright yellow eyes flashed in the darkness and approached.

The terrible smell of blood.

Red fur as if the whole body was soaked in blood. A huge body measuring up to 3 meters.

There was no interruption now.

Catherine would kill him here.