Chapter 623: Stand up, this is not over yet.
"DO NOT FALTER!!!"
The Alliance did not give in.
"IT DOESN’T MATTER HOW MANY THEY ARE!!
WE KILL THEM ALL!!"
Morvain roared as she raised her weapon, then, she joined the war, directly jumping at the beast that broke through the left side of the shield line, piercing its mouth with her sword.
Then—
"RAAAAHHHH!!!!"
SLICE
She sliced—
Cutting the Beast in half.
Blood splattered everywhere, covering the enemy and the Alliance soldiers, a sight this gory would normally get a reaction out of any man, especially when blood splattered right on them.
But right now—
The enemy didn’t care. They didn’t even care when a spear pierced through their bodies, let alone a little blood.
As for the Alliance Soldiers, any attack that reduced the number of enemies was strongly accepted, no matter how gory it was.
"WE KILL THEM ALL!!"
So instead of frowning, the Alliance Soldiers cheered for her.
"RROOAAAAAAARRR!!!"
Just then, a beast lunged at Morvain, Morvain looked at it, then she turned her body in a way that the beast’s jaws passed her and she—
SLICE
With another slice, the beast’s leg came off.
"RROOOOAAAAAARRRR!!!"
The beast roared in pain as it crashed into the snow, Morvain did not care, she did not even look at the beast, her focus was on the rider riding it.
She moved before the rider could jump away and—
Slash
Her sword cut his chest.
Spurt
Blood sprayed again, the rider fell off from the beast’s body but then, he looked at Morvain and grinned.
A sight like this should have made even Morvain freeze for a moment but she—
Slice
She simply cut his head off, the smiling head rolled in the air, no being gave it a second glance.
"WE KILL THEM ALL!!"
Morvain cheered again, her words strengthened the resolve of the soldiers behind her and the Matriarch moved, focusing on another enemy.
This one was larger, covered in thick hides and carrying a heavy axe. Morvain recognised him, he was the Ironblood Clan’s strongest warrior, an Eighth Stage Warrior.
He swung his axe down, intending to cut Morvain into two pieces, Morvain used her sword to block the attack.
CLANG
The two weapons clashed, Morvain felt the clear weight of the attack. He was strong, as one would expect from an Ironblood, even when Morvain was a rank higher than him, his strength was still somewhat comparable to hers.
But he wasn’t stronger.
Neither did he have Morvain’s technique and agility.
Morvain twisted her wrist, letting his axe slide away, the man’s body slightly stumbled forward, a normal incident for any axe user who put all their strength into attacks, they learn how to swing hard, then regain their balance without wasting too much time.
That was exactly what he was going to do as well, regain his balance.
But—
Morvain was faster.
She used the moment of vulnerability to step inside his guard, then, her knee struck right at the man’s crotch, his legs trembled, his knee collapsed, Morvain used this chance to strike his throat with her elbow.
"Khawwrrkkk!"
The man coughed, dropping his axe as he covered and pressed his throat with both hands and Morvain—
Pierce
She used the chance to pierce his heart with her sword.
"Kharrkkk..."
The man coughed again, but this time, blood came out of his mouth, even then, the grin on his face did not disappear, just like the other enemy troops she had faced so far.
"You smile too much.
It is disgusting."
Morvain spoke with a disgusted look on her face as she pulled her blade out and kicked him to the ground, dead.
The battle was over.
One of the strongest Eighth Stage Warriors in the Heights fell in less than a minute.
And Morvain—
BOOOOOOOM
"Do not fear their smiles!
Cut them down!"
She roared again, her words spread and together with it, the Alliance troops’ morale rose as well.
But it wasn’t all smooth, not for everyone.
One young Velmourn soldier stabbed an enemy warrior through the chest, the enemy grabbed his spear and kept moving towards him with his sword in his hand.
The boy tried to pull his spear out, but he could see the distance was too close, he didn’t have the time, the enemy was already in range.
He had walked through the pain, this was the fourth such attack he had walked through, the holes in his body were bleeding without stop, his body was begging for medical aid but he—
He continued to walk.
"Stop! Stop dammit!"
The boy screamed as his arm trembled in fear.
The enemy only kept grinning as he then raised his sword, ready to end the battle.
"Stop walking will you!?"
The boy screamed in hatred as he then closed his eyes, preparing for his death.
Slice
He also heard a slice, he prepared himself for pain, for something to happen but...
Nothing did.
The pain never came.
He frowned, however, before he could open his eyes and say something—
"There’s no point talking to them.
They’re not in their right minds."
He heard a very familiar voice, a voice that instantly filled him with intense relief.
"Matriarch!"
He shouted, almost wanting to hug her, but he knew he shouldn’t do that, it would only restrict her movements and put her in danger.
Morvain nodded.
"Stand up, this is not over yet."
"Y-Yes!"
The boy nodded as he pulled out his spear from the headless body that was now on the ground.
Morvain nodded at him, he nodded back as the two attacked the next enemies they saw.
"KILL THEM!!"
The boy screamed.
"ROOOAAAAARRRR!!"
His beasts roared with him, pouncing on the enemies together with him. It wasn’t just the boy alone who seemed affected by her, other soldiers beside him, who were all facing the same problems, were no different.
They too, raised their swords and pounced on the enemies even when they knew the enemy was stronger and had more numbers than them. freēwebnovel.com
This War... they just could not lose!
Not to freaks who did not even look human at this point.