The Grand Duke's Son Is A Heretic-Chapter 127:Monster Tide[II]

The air was thick with tension as Kael turned to Vic. "You. Form a squad with Gare, Baret, and Chris."

Vic scoffed, crossing his arms. "Why the hell do I have to babysit kids?"

Chris snickered, clearly amused. "Yeah, seriously. Why me?"

Kael’s gaze snapped to Chris, his eyes dark and deadly. For a moment, the air felt suffocating. Chris’s smirk faltered as an unexplainable pressure settled on his chest.

Kael didn’t say a word,he didn’t have to say everything for others to understand.

Chris swallowed hard. "Tch... Fine." He looked away, rubbing the back of his head, knowing full well there was no arguing against that look. Vic sighed, glaring at Kael but eventually nodding in reluctant agreement.

The sound of heavy chains rattled.

The gates groaned as they began to rise.

Cold air rushed in like a beast inhaling, chilling everyone to the bone. Snowflakes swirled through the gap, carried by a sharp wind that howled across the frozen battlefield. Beyond the walls, the enemy forces shifted, sensing movement.

"MOVE OUT!" Kael roared.

The warriors surged forward, boots crunching against packed snow. Their movements were precise, disciplined—years of training coming into play. The soldiers fanned out, forming their squads as instructed. The ground was uneven, layered with ice beneath the snow, making every step treacherous.

The battlefield was a frozen wasteland, stretching endlessly under an overcast sky. Jagged ice formations jutted from the ground like natural barricades. Blood from previous skirmishes stained the snow in dark patches.

Then the monsters charged.

A wave of twisted creatures barreled forward—hulking trolls covered in frost-bitten scars, their tusks dripping with saliva.

Hobgoblins, smaller but far more vicious, sprinted through the gaps, armed with rusted swords and crude axes. Ice snowman, towering above the rest, moved with eerie silence, their crystalline bodies reflecting the dim light.

The impact was immediate.

Kael moved first, weaving through the chaos with unnatural speed. His sword slashed upward, severing a hobgoblin’s arm clean off before plunging into its chest. Blood sprayed across the snow as he yanked the blade free, pivoting just in time to parry a troll’s club with a bone-jarring clash of steel and wood.

Vic fought aggressively, his greatsword carving through enemies with brute force. A hobgoblin lunged at him, but Vic sidestepped, letting its own momentum throw it off balance before splitting its skull in one downward strike. "Too slow!" he sneered.

Chris moved with sharp precision, using a sword to exploit weak points. He darted between enemies, slicing tendons, slitting throats. A troll swung at him, but he ducked low, rolled under its legs, and drove both blades into the back of its knees. The beast collapsed with a pained howl before a quick thrust to the neck finished it off.

Baret wielded a long sword, keeping monsters at bay with precise, measured thrusts. He jabbed an advancing goblin through the eye, twisting the weapon before ripping it free. A troll lunged, but Baret used the spear’s shaft to redirect the attack, then countered with a brutal strike to its exposed throat.

Gare wielded a heavy war axe, every swing sending bodies flying. He roared as he clashed with an ice golem, his axe biting into its frozen body. The creature retaliated, slamming an arm down, but Gare met it head-on, shattering the limb with sheer force.

The battle was relentless. The snow became a graveyard, bodies piling up, staining the white expanse with blood. The cold air reeked of iron and death. Screams of both men and monsters filled the battlefield.

Kael grinned like a madman, his eyes alight with an unsettling thrill. He thrived in this chaos. With each enemy that fell, his blood pumped harder, his strikes growing fiercer.

"KEEP MOVING!" he barked. "FORMATIONS—DON’T LET THEM SPLIT US UP!"

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The battlefield erupted into pure chaos. Thousands of knights and soldiers clashed against a monstrous tide, their shouts and battle cries swallowed by the deafening roars of beasts. The sky was overcast, casting an eerie gray shadow over the snow-covered land, which was now quickly turning crimson.

The knights formed their lines, shields locked together, spears thrusting forward in perfect rhythm. The frontline braced as the first wave of trolls slammed into them like living battering rams. Shields cracked, men stumbled, but they held firm. Swords flashed, spears skewered, and the air filled with the sickening crunch of steel meeting flesh.

Heru roared as he swung his massive war hammer, the weapon crashing into the skull of a towering ice troll. The creature’s head caved in with a sickening crunch, its body crumpling like a felled tree. Another troll lunged, but Heru pivoted, bringing his hammer around in a wide arc, shattering the beast’s ribs. Blood sprayed onto the frozen ground as he turned to face the next enemy.

Kassel moved like a blur, his twin blades slicing through the air with terrifying precision. A hobgoblin leaped at him, but he ducked, severing its legs before spinning and slashing across its throat. The creature gurgled as it collapsed, lifeless. Kassel didn’t stop. He dashed between enemies, his blades a whirlwind of death. When an ice golem swung its massive fist toward him, he flipped backward, barely dodging, then leaped onto its arm and drove his sword deep into its chest, shattering its frozen core.

Albert led a squad of elite knights, his commands cutting through the chaos. "Push forward! Keep your formation!" he bellowed. A monstrous troll charged at him, its club raised high, but Albert sidestepped at the last second, slashing deep into its exposed side.

The creature howled in agony before Albert plunged his sword into its heart.

The soldiers fought in organized squads, each covering their comrades, hacking through the waves of monsters. Archers on the walls unleashed volleys of flaming arrows, setting trolls ablaze. Trebuchets hurled massive boulders into the enemy ranks, crushing entire groups of hobgoblins in an instant. Harpoon guns fired steel bolts the size of spears, impaling ice golems and pinning them to the ground.