บท 537: The Death of the King

The unknown was always the most terrible.

After undergoing the artillery baptism, each of the Nado warriors was wounded, but when they saw that the enemy's attack was not fatal, they summoned their courage to fight till the end. Gripping the weapons in their hands tightly, they shouted in unison.

The blood of the soldiers had boiled. This was the best opportunity to turn the situation around, but unfortunately, this was the first time the highest commander on the battlefield involved himself in a war. With a strong force in the air, he could smell the smoke of the iron and fire, but his brain had turned blank.

Upon seeing Tumo's stunned expression, a four-feathered, shrewd, and ruthless human-headed lion warrior who had a ferocious look on his face beside him had a contemptuous gaze in his eyes before whispering, "Sir Tumo, you should report this to His Majesty now that a strong enemy has come to attack us!"

After that, he proceeded to run and charge out.