In front of the Steelfield Fortress.
All the soldiers had gathered in front of the fortress and raised their swords.
All of them were tense and were slightly nervous seeing such a strong lineup.
The huge number of troops of Wolftribesman and Orc lined up before them.
Moreover,the lowest rank they have was squire rank while many of those on their side hadn't even awakened their mana.
A member of Wolftribesman stepped forwards.
He had a height of 3 metres and had two big deep scars on his chest and he had whitish fur along with sharp canines and long claws.
Alex felt that he was the chief of Wolftribesman
"Fear not human, we mean no harm."The Chief of Wolftribe spoke with a loud voice.
Alex didn't lower his weapons but rather raised his vigilance and looked at Hamilton who gave a brief nod.
Alex walked forward and stood before the fortress and spoke" I am Alex.The King of Nevan."
"What do you mean by bringing your entire troops in front of Steelfield Fortress?"