The Regressed Mercenary's Machinations

Chapter 479

"Guh...."

Count Falgau’s consciousness returned amidst the searing pain in his chest.

But what use was clarity when the battle was all but lost?

The once-proud army of 50,000 was being annihilated at an alarming pace. It was hard to believe that such a massive force could be brought to its knees by an enemy that was half its size.

The unknown Spirit Master had proven devastating. Too many of their mages had been tied up for too long, unable to turn the tide.

Even accounting for that disadvantage, their forces should have at least matched the enemy. Yet, they were crushed utterly, caught off guard by a devastating ambush.

The body of the once-proud Count collapsed to the blood-soaked earth, lifeless.

Ghislain stood over the fallen enemy, his breathing heavy.

"That was close," he muttered, exhaling deeply. Had he delayed even slightly, the fortress might have been lost.

The sight of Gillian alive through Dark’s reports had been the only reassurance he needed to press forward.

Their enemy had not been fools—they had adapted their strategies to the unfolding situation. Yet, it wasn’t enough.

Ghislain turned to his knights.

"It’s over. Secure the battlefield."

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