Before those words came out all had happened, a sudden attack by two foreigners on the troops marching on the front line.
"What happened?" asked Caiman.
A soldier went straight into the camp.
"Your Majesty, the troops are now under attack!"
"Attack? Enemy troops?"
"No, only two people attacked!"
Caiman's eyes bulged violently. "Tch…." Without much thought he immediately went out of the camp to make sure what the soldier said was true or not.
After coming out, right before his eyes many screams came from the bodies of the fallen soldiers.
"Your Honour!" Another soldier came. "What should we do? The troops are now cornered?"
Caiman's eyes became filled with anger. "Now quickly order the troops to move to eliminate the two enemies!"
"Well!"
Crash….
Arzlan 's sword buzzed in the silent night, a rumbling sound rang out from the direction of the rear of the army he was currently facing.
"I see, it looks like he has given the order for the troops to attack!"
