163 Chapter 163: The War part 5 (1/2)
Caesar's loud roar broke the fox-kin out of their stupor and they hesitated for a few moments before retreating. The large carts full of food were set aflame and the many the trolls didn't even have time to chase after the fox-kin warriors.
The Ceros creatures were frightened by the flames and Caesar's dark energy, as such, most of them scurried away back into the forest, while others were calmed down by a few tamers. The trolls attempted to chase the fox-kin armies, however, they unable to do so as Zul'thar was still in the midst of battle.
After Alexander broke off, Musashi had a much easier time attacking, and managed to push Zul'thar to the edge. Alas, his efforts were in vain because of the many troll commanders that joined the fray. His old friends were unable to help because they were tied down and Caesar was nearly exhausted after utilizing his authority as much as he did.
The blood that he drank from Alexander was quite delicious and reinvigorated his body, however, his mana reserves were still dry. He regretfully scanned the bloody battlefield and could only shake his head sorrowfully.
Since the first and second stage of his plan had succeeded, Musashi was no longer needed to die. Even if Musashi didn't die, the fox-kins hope for victory was surely rekindled. Unfortunately, however, Caesar by himself was, by no means, capable of saving him.
Noticing Caesar's strange look from the corner of his eyes, Musashi roared in laughter while a small stream of blood fell from his mouth, ”don't be getting sentimental on me now, boy. The future of the clan rests in your hands, don't let me down!” he roared and Caesar tightened his fists in response.
Caesar ground his teeth angrily before turning around and speeding away. If he died, then the clan would become a headless chicken, as such, he needed to make sure he maintained his life, no matter the cost.
The trolls attempted to stop his retreat with their bow and arrows, however, Caesar, using his superior perception, dodged them with ease. He then blasted through the edge of the forest and soon caught up with the retreating fox-kin soldiers.
Their clothes are armor were covered in blood and they carried expressions full of anger as they ran. All of them were unwilling to just leave their commander, and Musashi, alas, they still followed orders.
”PICK UP THE PACE!” Caesar roared from behind, his presence shocking the clan heads, and soldiers alike. A smiled suddenly formed on their faces as they ran with even stronger might. Their destination was, of course, the troll stronghold.
Although Musashi was nowhere to be seen, the soldiers were relieved that Caesar made it out of the battlefield safely. They lost many friends and fellow warriors in the battle, however, the fact that they stood on even ground against the trolls aroused their fighting spirit.
Their previous orderly formation was in tatters as they rushed towards the direction of the troll stronghold. Like animals, they moved across the battlefield with their four limbs, some even throwing away their heavy armor.
Seeing this, Caesar smiled and picked up the pace himself. They needed to reach the troll stronghold and prepare for battle before the trolls arrived. This way, they could do a head count and rest before entering into another fight.
Caesar and his army traveled across the entire forest until the sight of black smoke rising into the sky appeared in their vision. The smell of blood, urine, and battle entered into their noses as they finally approached the huge, iron gates.
The gates were currently raised and troll bodies littered the ground, they seemed to have died in shock as their eyes were opened up wide. Seeing this, many of the fox-kin men smiled and stepped over the bloody mess.
Some of the bodies possessed crushed crotches which caused the nearby men to shiver strangely and continue walking. This further solidified Caesar's statement, although women weren't as dangerous in war, they were certainly scarier!