The Undead Knight Fabiana did not continue pursuing the fleeing remnants.
She could not be blinded by temporary advantages; a cornered enemy should not be pursued deeply.
She began calling the Skeleton Knights to assemble and form a battle line.
Fabiana sat atop her Coldfire Skeleton Horse, locking eyes with Count Perry in the distance.
Their expressions were exactly the same as yesterday’s.
One was burning with rage, the other was still as water.
What they shared was the determination to kill each other.
“Also, I have to say, these damn mercenaries sure run fast!”
Our background protagonist Samimi was on the city wall, spectating from the edge, using Clear Vision Technique to watch, and couldn’t help but remark.
“Anna is too reckless.”
Knight King Char suddenly gave a sharp comment.
“Too reckless? I think she’s too conservative.”
Samimi retorted.
“Luring the enemy in deep—that’s the enemy’s tactic.”
Knight King Char said.
“…”
With just that simple sentence, Samimi understood the situation, and her expression froze instantly.
The Skeleton Army seemed to have won the first battle, but that might have been the enemy’s strategy.
If the Skeleton Army had held their ground beneath the city walls and let the enemy attack, the mercenary army would have suffered far more than just two thousand casualties.
All twenty thousand might have been worn down here.
But now, the Skeleton Army and Fabiana had been drawn out of the range of the Whale Archers, charging into the center of the plains, giving the enemy a much broader battlefield.
As expected.
Frostblade Knight Commander Henry and Windwhisper Knight Commander Rex both yanked their reins hard to the left and right, suddenly leading their units out.
But they weren’t attacking from the front—they were flanking from the left and right.
Meanwhile, the infantry and spearmen in the center re-formed their defensive line, raising more Thorn Shields and spears to counter the Skeleton Knights’ charge.
They just needed to hold them off.
This time, they wouldn’t shatter at the first contact like before.
As long as they clung tightly to the enemy, victory would surely come.
So the previously fragile-looking mercenary corps had just been acting.
They directly acted their way into sacrificing two thousand lives.
Even Samimi had to admit she was no match—they could act even better than her.
There must be top-notch experts and commanders among the mercenaries; they couldn’t be a scattered mess.
Besides, these people had all fought their way through mountains of blades and seas of blood—how could they be weak?
Even I was fooled by that feint, so how could Tortoise Anna have thought that far ahead?
She just charged straight in, and now she’s fallen into the enemy’s encirclement.
Five thousand cavalry on the left, five thousand on the right, and twenty thousand infantry in the center pressing forward again.
A three-pronged simultaneous attack—a death sentence.
I thought this was just a war game, where everyone would face off head-on and whoever was left standing would win.
I didn’t expect them to play tactics with me.
“Good thing I had a backup plan.”
Samimi wiped the sweat from her forehead and sighed.
It was too far; she couldn’t make it there to support.
But she had already planted an ally within the Skeleton Army.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The battlefield changed in an instant.
From behind the enemy infantry formation, a series of magic attacks suddenly shot forward.
There were big fireballs, big water jets, and even boulders.
All of them were aimed at the head of Undead Knight Fabiana, with precision guidance targeting the enemy general.
In the next moment, a Wall of Thorns rose up in front of Fabiana, blocking the incoming barrage of miscellaneous magic attacks!
The Mercy Mages hidden behind the Count’s army were taken aback, their faces darkening.
They saw a “Skeleton Cavalryman” holding a staff beside the Undead Warlord Fabiana.
Riding on a skeleton horse, she took off her helmet, and her armor dissolved into magical particles.
Wasn’t that Battle Priestess Shalom?
The despicable Battle Priestess had actually blended in with the Skeleton Knights, planning to use magic to ambush and kill Count Perry.
Samimi had known all along that the enemy mages were a bunch of despicable scoundrels.
Even the mages had abandoned martial virtue, stooping to any means for victory.
So she had long arranged for her doppelganger, Shalom, to follow Fabiana and protect her.
Meanwhile, she remained safely on the city wall, remotely controlling her doppelganger in battle.
A perfect tactic.
But this was still not enough to resolve the Skeleton Army’s dilemma of being flanked from both sides.
However, the solution to this dilemma was even simpler—it didn’t even require advance planning.
“Mino, it’s your turn.”
Samimi said.
“Yes, Sister.”
Niubao felt a warmth in her heart when Samimi called her name, and she leaped directly over the city wall.
“Cow cow, charge!”
But Samimi’s next words made Niubao very pleased.
However, she had already landed.
Strong knees are the mark of the strong.
She sprinted at full speed, as fast as a bullet leaving a barrel, her figure a blur.
Samimi hadn’t let Niubao charge with the Skeleton Army from the start, hadn’t rushed to stack kills.
This showed she was still rational, not letting temporary gains cloud her judgment and rush into stacking.
To break the enemy’s encirclement, why not just reverse-encircle the enemy?
Even though Niubao was only one person, she alone was an unstoppable army.
And the Undead Warlord Fabiana had never been afraid from start to finish.
Because she had always known that Shalom was by her side.
That was like a calming pill.
Even if the sky fell, it wouldn’t shock her.
Let alone being flanked from the left and right.
Compared to the loneliness and grief she had experienced along the way, this was nothing.
“We have all died once—what is there to fear?”
Fabiana, riding her scarred and battered Coldfire Skeleton Horse, stared at the enemy ahead, seeing nothing else.
Count Perry, hiding behind, was so scared he almost fell off his horse.
This time, he could feel that the resentment of the Undead Knight was on a completely different level from his own.
“Go! Kill her now! What did I spend all that money to hire you for?!”
He pulled the reins, turned his horse around, and actually continued to flee.
He planned to hide in the woods behind the plains, retreat to the barracks, and escape the battle.
“We are cavalry returned from hell—anyone who blocks us dies without mercy!”
Fabiana also yanked the reins with one hand, raised her Golden Sword high, and led the charge.
All the Skeleton Knights charged forward with their Undead Warlord, completely unafraid of being flanked by the noble knights on both sides.
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Shalom also rode her skeleton horse and charged alongside.
In her left hand she held the staff and reins, in her right she wielded a Paladin Sword, chanting a support technique.
Even though she was wearing a cumbersome white priestly robe, she nearly charged ahead of the Undead Warlord.
Fortunately, only Fabiana’s skeleton horse emitted coldflame, clearly a more powerful hellfire steed.
The other skeleton horses were just small flames.
“Battle Priestess, finally you’re starting to look the part.”