"What choice do we have? You guys have already agreed." Nate smiled wryly while shaking his head.
Everyone's eyes turned to Ricky.
"I-I… will follow your decision." Ricky forced a smile while sighing bitterly in his heart. He didn't sign up to become a cannon fodder, but it seemed like he would have to join the battle.
"Good! Prepare your troops! We will depart at once!" Fredrinn dismissed them and went to assemble the Mad Bear Corps.
The rest of the corps commanders also gathered their troops.
Once everyone was in position, Fredrinn jumped on top of his mount and raised his Flame Dragon Crescent Blade as he shouted at the top of his lungs.
"CHARGE!!!"
He squeezed his legs and urged his war horse to move, leading the vanguard with ferocious force.
The rest of the army quickly followed, forming a pyramid behind him.
