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Chapter 48 – If There Was an End, Crawling Was Enough

In small-scale skirmishes, such a level of force had never been deployed before.

Just as the enemy had prepared their sorcery, this side had prepared a Squire.

The impact of that Squire on the battlefield was nothing short of catastrophic.

Dodging the rain of arrows with forward momentum, the squire unsheathed his sword and slashed.

Whing!

As a silver arc carved through the air, the heads of three soldiers blocking the front rolled to the ground in unison.

The Squire retrieved his sword and swung it down from above.

Like a bolt of black lightning, the blade struck downward and immediately rebounded upward.

The head of a spear-wielding infantryman was caught in its path.

Crack!

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