21st Century Archmage

to their knees.

“Collect the Blessed Spears!”

“Search the surroundings thoroughly!”

Archers and regular infantry poured out of Gadain Castle, collecting weapons and the Blessed Spears scattered all over. They were old-model spears, but they were still valuable weapons that couldnt be wasted since we would need them for later wars. Their performance was lacking compared to the new model the dwarves made when coupled with the fact I had magically enhanced them, but you couldnt use a dull knife to kill a chicken, after all.

“Phew…”

The border was already blocked off by the soldiers I had sent by carriage. A substantial number of enemy Skyknights had fled, however, it wasnt my problem anymore, it was Rosiathes and the Royal Familys.

I let out a long breath and circled around the battlefield.

Peppered outside Gadain Castle were wyverns and Skyknights struck by spears.

The battle was short, but at least a thousand corpses had built up from the ballista bolts or from getting trampled under hooves. Red blood flowed as the bodies lay still on the ground, the cold wind passing by.

We had won a victory of unimaginable proportions, but a part of my heart could not help but feel heavy.

The survivors below were enemies who had invaded my territory, but now they were kneeling like dogs without fangs or claws, looking around wildly with fearful eyes.

There were tens of thousands of them.

Bebeto and the beastmens wyverns were circling above their heads, filling their wings with the winter wind called Kazofune…

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“W-We won! And it is a landslide victory!!”

“Haah…”