A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Third Person’s POV

Tears streamed down her face as she said. “I’m doing this for you On the battlefield, we must be prepared for sacrifices. Their deaths will be compensated for by the royal family. What’s wrong with that?”

Ulrik’s heart turned cold at her words. “They didn’t need to die like this. The Ironthorn Army is the main force. Our role is to support them. Even by my side, you could have had them load stones instead of sending them to their deaths.”

Ignoring the chaos, Ellen barked, “Ironthorn troops only on the ladders! Knock off anyone else!”

The Ironthorn soldiers, initially stunned, regained their senses and began climbing again.

They pushed down any non–Ironthorn warriors, reducing casualties and giving others a chance to survive. Though some still fell, at least they weren’t pierced through the heart and had a chance to survive. Seeing the situation somewhat under control, Ulrik shoved Velda aside. “Go cry somewhere else.

He rushed to the catapults. “Keep loading and launching stones!”

Velda wiped her tears, a gleam of ferocity in her eyes.

She ordered her troops to retreat, planning to charge after the city gate was breached.

She was determined to steal Adelaide’s glory and make Ulrik regret his actions.

Unaware of the ladder–related chaos, Lance and Adelaide focused on eliminating the archers.

However, Solanke had ample reinforcements and arrows.

Although they couldn’t stop the arrows completely, they reduced their density.

Lance needed to open the gate but required cover–a task not feasible for one person.

Only he and Adelaide possessed the strength to open the heavy, double–reinforced iron gate. Paisley and others couldn’t do it alone.

two

to open.

risk

for the shift change, Lance approached Adelaide and whispered, “Cover me. I’m

face covered in

cruel battlefield, Lange sprinted to

with her silver spear as Paisley

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on the battlements formed a protective barrier around Lance and Adelaide with their shields, while

well–drilled coordination created a protective

such offense and defense had

Adelaide, surrounding them like a

keeping

Ulrik was surprised by the

gate–breaching efforts and had everyone prepare to charge once the

eagerly awaiting

finally opened, werewolf warriors flooded

from the Western Tribes, who commanded the battle from the highest point, did

battlefield

anxious at all because he knew that he wasn’t the only one watching Velda–it was all the werewolves from the Western

manpower and resources, and their primary goal

she hid, she

gates flew open, and werewolf warriors

every household had locked

of the Dragon Ash Kingdom had oppressed the local

the city would mean more battles, the locals