The General Who Sang a Different Tune

Benjamin’s words caused obvious hesitation among the soldiers below. However, this was their battleground, and they were ready to start their massacre with their weapons raised high, their veins popping with adrenaline. As a battle instinct, they had temporarily shut out all of the distractions, and continued to rush forward.

"Sh*t…."

Benjamin frowned when he saw the priests started chanting within the enemy lines.

"Forget it. We should calm these soldiers down first," Benjamin turned to face the mages beside him and said. Then, all at once, he released the ice fog stored in the Space of his Consciousness and directed them straight below.

Below them, the two forces would clash very soon. The King’s soldiers held their shields high and formed a defensive circle. The archers and the gunmen within the circle had started to aim, preparing to shoot at any notice.

The enemy was pretty similar in their preparations, too.