Chapter 220:

Chapter 220:

Under Helmut's command, the Kingdom of Lota forces mustered their last strength to withstand the Cherokee Kingdom's full assault.

Two hours.

The promise of reinforcements arriving in just two hours was their sole driving motivation.

If they could just hold on this one more time, they would be able to catch their breath.

Reinforcements would come and crush the enemy.

That belief was the only support that kept the soldiers of the Kingdom of Lota fighting.

But even that had its limits.

Especially when knights in white armor appeared from the Cherokee Kingdom's ranks, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Lota despaired.

The White Lion Knights.

Clad in white armor emblazoned with a golden lion, they were the elite knights of the Cherokee Kingdom.

Individually, they possessed exceptional swordsmanship.

Their collective combat prowess, mastered through tactical training as a unit, was as formidable as that of any other great power.

As the White Lion Knights climbed up the walls, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Lota began to collapse rapidly.

“Aargh!”

“Keukk!”

Miserable screams rang out from the mouths of the Lota Kingdom soldiers on the ramparts.

It was inevitable.

No matter how skilled and well-trained the soldiers were in mana manipulation and rigorous combat training, facing off against the White Lion Knights was nearly impossible.

Furthermore, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Lota were exhausted, unable to contend with such advanced combatants as the White Lion Knights.

‘Aaa-‘

Helmut sighed deeply as he witnessed the White Lion Knights climbing the walls and wreaking havoc, unleashing a massacre.

‘It's over.'

Helmut thought he could hold out no longer.

Once the ramparts were overrun, the Kingdom of Lota would be unable to defend this fortress.

Soon, following the White Lion Knights, soldiers from the Cherokee Kingdom would also climb up the walls, making it only a matter of time before the fortress was occupied.

In fact, Cherokee soldiers were scaling the walls like a swarm of ants.

“Fall b..."

Eventually, Helmut decided to abandon the fortress's defense and issue a retreat order.

But then.

*Thud!!*

A black shadow loomed high in the sky, and then something dark fell with a thud onto the ramparts.

-RROOOOOOOOAAAARRRR!!!

A black wyvern, easily over 15 meters long, let out a loud roar.

“B, Black Wyvern!”

“A Black Wyvern’!”

The White Lion Knights and the soldiers of the Cherokee Kingdom were stunned to see the sudden appearance of the Black Wyvern.

The Black Wyvern was an extremely rare creature among wyverns, a monster so rare that one might never see it in a lifetime.

“Khamak!”

“Gui! Gwiik!”

Qasim shouted as he rode atop the black wyvern.

“Crush them all!”

-RROOOOOOOAAARRR!!!

The Black Wyvern, now grown to 15 meters long, roared loudly and trampled a nearby White Lion Knight.

And that wasn't the end of it.

– FWOOOOSSHH!

Green flames spewed from the wide-open mouth of the Black Wyvern, incinerating the Cherokee Kingdom soldiers climbing the walls.

“S-Sir Qasim!”

Helmut shouted towards Qasim.

“Marquis Helmut, hold on a little longer! His Highness is coming!”

“Is that true!”

"Yes! He's on his way! Our forces will arrive soon! Stay strong!"

“I understand!”

Helmut was encouraged by Qasim's words.

It was clear that Qasim wasn't lying to boost morale.

Why?

He must have seen Otto leading the Kingdom of Lota's forces charging forward while riding on the Black Wyvern!

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Qasim's appearance turns the tide of the precarious battle 180 degrees.

-RRROOOOOOAAARR!!!

The Black Wyvern was a scourge in its own right.

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“All troops, charge.”

Otto commanded.

"Waaaaaaaaah!!!"

The forces of the Kingdom of Lota began to furiously pursue the retreating Cherokee army.

Thus, the tide of the battle flipped by a full 180 degrees.

The Lota Kingdom troops, who had been gritting their teeth and holding on to survive, were now chasing after the Cherokee Kingdom troops.

“Retreat! Fall back!”

"Retreat quickly! We must move as fast as possible!"

Trapped, the Cherokee abandoned all of their equipment and supplies and started to run for their lives.

But....

"Annihilate the enemies!"

"Do not let a single one escape alive!"

Another group of Lota troops materialized and blocked the retreating Cherokee army's path.

These were troops who had originally belonged to the Kingdoms of Baltin and Slaine, but now wore the colors of the Lota Kingdom.

In other words, they were not originally part of the Lota Kingdom's forces.

However, that didn't mean their combat prowess was weak at all.

Furthermore, the Lota Kingdom Army had many graduates from the old Slaine Kingdom Knight Academy.

They were highly skilled knights and officers, possessing not only formidable combat abilities but also exceptional command skills.

In other words, it was a proper army as opposed to a motley crew.

“Ah!”

Helmut slapped his forehead in amazement at the sight.

‘So this was all a calculated ploy by His Majesty!'

Helmut finally realized.

‘No wonder no reinforcements came. We were the bait to draw the enemy deeper into our midst.'

Giving Helmut a small army and leaving him to defend the fort was part of Otto's grand plan to draw the forces of the Cherokee Kingdom.

He deliberately provoked the Cherokee Kingdom's army, making them anxious and leading them to undertake a reckless military operation.

He made them fixate on the Border Fort.

The next step?

He planned to mobilize all available forces to sweep away the Cherokee Kingdom's army.

Which is exactly what happened.

Surrounded from both front and rear, the Cherokee Kingdom's army was unable to retreat and was being unilaterally massacred.

Despite committing a large force and even the elite White Lion Knights to this battle, they ultimately failed to capture the border fortress and instead suffered a devastating defeat.

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The battle was quickly concluded.

With their retreat cut off, the soldiers of the Cherokee Kingdom's army were either surrendering, dying, or scattering in a complete panic.

In the process, Lota's forces were able to capture as many as ten thousand Cherokee soldiers as prisoners.

“Your Majesty, congratulations on your victory.”

Camille knelt down on one knee and bowed to Otto on behalf of all the Lota Kingdom troops.

“Long live the Kingdom of Lota!”

“Long live the king!”

“Hail, His Majesty the King!”

“Hurrah!”

Triumphant shouts echoed through the borderland.

"Everyone, you've all worked hard! I salute your sacrifices and efforts!"

Otto sincerely praised the soldiers of the Lota Kingdom's army.

"For the time being, there will be no more battles! The Cherokee Kingdom's army won't invade for a while! Therefore, I, King Otto de Scuderia of Lota, guarantee absolute rest for our troops! Furthermore, I promise rewards!"

Otto planned to reward the soldiers who participated in this war with a substantial amount of money.

What the soldiers needed right now was compensation.

It was only natural to provide fitting rewards and treatment to those who risked their lives fighting to defend the country.

Otherwise, who would sacrifice themselves, risk their lives, and fight for their Kingdom?

‘Kalmar, you fucker.'

The battle was over, but Otto gritted his teeth as he looked off into the distance.

‘Wait a little longer. I'll take care of you.'

Otto had no intention of forgiving Kalmar, who had invaded the Kingdom of Lota, nor the Cherokee Kingdom.

The war was far from over.

It was just a lull in the fighting, and the war between the Lota and Cherokee Kingdoms had only just begun.