Commander Jennifer's vision dimmed, she almost fell from her horse.
This Piegel was actually feigning death, he was feigning death! Commander Jennifer felt she was on the verge of a breakdown, this lumpish Piegel knew how to fake death!
She foresaw the name removal of her two middle squadrons of pikemen and two middle squadrons of archers.
The huddled archers and dragon lancers never dreamed that someone would attack from behind. The resounding "Song of Dorott" abruptly ceased. As if a horse's hoof stepped into the mud, wherever Piegel passed, the flash of the Wolf Fang Club revealed a shower of blood.
Things happened in a flash, so fast. By the time the other mercenaries regained their senses and started to chase after Piegel, he had already rushed up the twenty-blade-high staircase. The last heavy-armored dragon lancer fell to the ground with his skull split open by Piegel's sword and was surrounded by fallen bodies.
