Not long after the battle started, the right army finally got their company. Marsha, who usually smiled throughout the day, had a serious look on her face as she released her killing intent.
The soldiers gasped in both awe and fear at that side of Marsha. Her gaze was so cold that they felt as though they were frozen on the spot. Her eyes became sharp as she shouted, "All fighters, follow me as we will hold the magical beasts. Gunners, all of you focus on killing them one at a time. The middle army has sacrificed themselves to direct half of our enemies to the left army. If we can't even deal with these puny numbers, be prepared for the consequences!"
"Yes, Ma'am!" The soldiers never expected Marsha to have this kind of side. Her warm nature flashed on their mind as they clenched their weapons. A thought appeared in their minds, 'We will surely win this fight.'
