459 Assassination (Part 1)_1

The night is deep.

Duke St. Prowse stood on the balcony of White Dew Fortress, gazing into the distance.

From where he stood, he could vaguely see the battle unfolding in East City.

Although the Blood Knight Army was incredibly brave, they were still caught in the meticulously crafted defenses of the Pegasus Army.

Of course, Duke St. Prowse was also keenly aware that containing this unit of Northern Riders within White Dew City would come with a horrific cost for the East Territory.

It might even be a more terrifying toll than what was paid in the battle at Shadow Gorge.

But Duke St. Prowse was nonetheless resolved to carry out this plan.

Because he understood that the significance of this battle was not merely in annihilating this cavalry of less than twenty thousand, but in uprooting the sharpest tooth of the North Territory!

More importantly, this would hold much greater significance for the East Territory.