Capítulo 610: Victory

As soon as the flag atop Fort Ironclad was replaced from white to red, the legion commander immediately issued the order to march.

"Charge!" His voice rang out, cutting through the air like the sharpest blade, as without hesitation, the Uprising's forces surged forward, the ground trembling beneath the weight of thousands of marching boots.

Weapons in hand, shields at the ready, they charged toward the imposing gates of Fort Ironclad, determined to bring the mighty stronghold to its knees.

For the first few hundred meters, there was no response from the fortress. The rebels moved in eerie silence, the only sound in the air being the rhythm of their steps and the occasional creak of armor.

The massive walls of the fort loomed ahead, and still, no alarm was raised.

It seemed as though the infiltrators within had done their job well—until the shout came from the walls.