The mercenaries, whose morale was now sky-high, stepped over the strewn bodies and slick blood and charged up the steps. The phalanx of heavily armored dragon spears paved the way with the archers right behind them. After their engagement with Piegel, the mercenaries had grown to love these heavy dragon spears. After the initial chaos, the mercenaries were completely composed, ready to wipe out the remaining Orephin knights in the same way.
The robust "Dorott's Song" sounded.
"Dragon knight under the dawn, roam~ Unmatched Donau plains~ Mercenary kingdom, elite army majestic~ Confederation of people all peaceful~ Filled with glory, oh, Dorott!"
"Go on, do what you have to do next." The Earl smiled at the surrounding officers who were watching the battle.
The Fairy Dragon watching from above couldn't believe it. Was Richard really dead? Just like that? So easily?
