Unspeakable bubbles

"Master of the Household,"

"Master, the soldiers are watching you. Cheer up!"

Soldier?

Yes, right, there's a war going on right now.

This war is of great importance.

Cheer up! You are the head of the Boyle family, you must pull yourself together!

William's eyes bulged, his fists clenched tightly, and he gasped for breath.

"I'm fine, phew."

"You, focus on the enemy."

"master……"

Kelly's expression turned serious, and he said loudly, "His Excellency the Duke said that we must win this war!"

"Don't look up at the sky. She's just a little girl, what's so interesting about her?"

"Don't disappoint His Majesty the Duke, and don't bring shame to the family!"

"Pass on my orders,"

"Army attack!"

Kelly had intended to remain still and wait, but he couldn't wait any longer.

The priests of the grasslands... caused such a large-scale, almost celestial phenomenon-level mystery...

When did you acquire this skill?!

Judging from the patriarch's intense reaction just now, staring at the little girl in the sky for a long time would cause a powerful mental shock.

So, what else is there?

It's a psychological blow to our side, but will it have any beneficial effect on the Kheshig army?

Kelly's mind raced, and his expression gradually turned serious.

His intuition told him that this battle would be difficult!

"Your Majesty, victory in this battle is assured."

Despite this being Bao Yin's first battle as commander of the Kheshig army, and despite his enemy being a renowned and legendary legion, Bao Yin still said to Tana beside him with certainty, "Victory is certain on the grasslands!"

Before today, he had never imagined that those priests would possess such terrifying power!

It should be noted that the priests of the Black Heaven Cult have been weakened for a long time.

In the past, they would be panting heavily even when casting a healing spell!

When the Holy Maiden first proposed that the priests join the war, Bao Yin was very opposed.

“Priests are of noble status and are not suited to participate in bloody wars.”

This is a euphemism; what Bao Yin was really thinking at the time was that if the priests were wiped out in droves by the enemy in front of the warriors, it would be a huge blow to their morale.

"The priests will only appear at the rear. Don't worry, the Black Heaven Cult will not let the warriors down."

Tana persisted, and in the end, Baoyin had no choice but to give in.

Looking back now, how ridiculous my thoughts were!

How could the priests of the Khwarazmian Cult, the most loyal servants of God, be 'weak'?

The 'Descent of the Black Sky' constructed by the priests together has brought the warriors a series of powerful auxiliary buffs, including strength, speed, and recovery.

But the most terrifying thing is spiritual encouragement!

God is watching you from heaven.

Under God's watchful eye, which warrior wouldn't fight to the death?!

"With the strong support of the priests, the overall strength of the Kheshig army has definitely taken a big leap forward."

"The Blue Wing Army? Today is their doomsday."

Tana smiled upon hearing this.

The saintess, dressed in black priestess robes, said calmly, "Baoyin, look, the warriors are already impatient."

Bao Yin nodded, then took a deep breath: "Warriors, the enemy is right before us!"

"Show your courage for the Khwarazm!"

Section 413, Chapter 412: Not Yet Complete

During their march, the Kheshig army made no other sound except for the sound of their horses' hooves; they were a silent army.

The soldiers' faces showed little excitement, but their hearts were far from cold. A surge of intense emotion, like a volcano, was buried deep within them; this was a repressed legion.

Silence, repression, yet awe-inspiring!

A dark-haired youth patted his horse, bypassed all the front-line soldiers, and charged to the very front of the battle formation.

This is the position with the highest mortality rate, and given that the opponent is the Blue Wing Army, this young man has almost no hope of survival.

However, he spurred the horse and increased its speed once again.

The black-haired youth stepped out from the crowd, creating distance between himself and the main force of the Kheshig army, and charged towards the Blue Wing Army all by himself.

The black-haired youth's momentum steadily increased, soon exceeding a certain limit.

Facing the menacing Blue Wing Army ahead, the young man was filled with fighting spirit.

"Come!"

"war!"

His voice wasn't loud, but everyone on the battlefield heard those two words clearly.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and Kelly's face turned pale.

He was also a martial artist, but his cultivation level was...

This is unheard of!

'Agudam?'

The name immediately came to mind.

The strange phenomena in the sky, the silent legion, the appearance of the grassland war god—all of these things made Kelly's sense of foreboding grow stronger.

This is a war destined to be lost.

A voice inside him said this; it was Kelly's own voice.

"Don't panic, we can win, we can win!"

William was clearly acting strangely. Contrary to his usual self, he muttered incoherently, "The grasslands are finished. It's a lie, don't try to fool me!"

"Charge! Crush them! Crush them!"

Despite never interfering with Kelly's decisions on the battlefield, this duke is now giving orders haphazardly.

"grown ups……"

The commanders looked at Kelly with difficulty. The Duke's mental state was clearly not right. But should they just disobey orders like this?

"..."

Kelly's face was blank; he felt that he had reached a crucial turning point in his life.

"Thorn!"

"Here!" a young commander immediately responded.

"From now on, the Blue Wing Army will be entrusted to you. You must assist His Majesty the Duke well."

"Huh?"

Under the incredulous gaze of everyone, Kelly knocked William Boyle unconscious with a single punch.

Then, he said loudly, "The Kheshig army's strength has not been greatly diminished, and now they have unfathomable martial arts experts assisting them, plus the mysterious 'celestial phenomenon' above their heads..."

"This battle is likely to end badly!"

"My lord, what does this have to do with you knocking out the Duke?"

Kelly glanced at the commander who had spoken. "You, come here. From now on, you are responsible for the Duke's safety!"

"Uh"

"My lord, what exactly are you planning to do?"

Kelly's old subordinate asked anxiously, "Everyone knows you wouldn't betray the family, but you first knocked the Duke unconscious, and then kept saying the Blue Wing Army had no chance of winning..."

"You look like you're about to surrender!"

"Bullshit! I'd rather die fighting than surrender!"

Kelly's forehead veins bulged: "Listen up, you bunch of idiots!"

"Don't ignore the ominous premonition in your hearts. You've all been through countless battles and crawled out of piles of corpses. You're the ones who believe in this kind of mystical feeling the most, aren't you?"

"But……"

"And don't take any chances, thinking things like, 'Maybe we can win.'"

"The moment you think that way, you've already lost!"

Kelly said in a deep voice, "Change formation. I'll hold the line with forty percent of the Blue Wing Army. You, take the rest of the troops and the Duke and retreat!"

"Let's go quickly! If the Duke blames us later, I, Kelly, will take full responsibility!"

(That is, if I survive.)

Kelly sighed and looked earnestly at his colleagues.

He had said everything he needed to say, but whether his 'absurd' decision could be carried out was now up to fate.