Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 71

A large hand picked up the fallen wine pouch.

The man twisted it open and sniffed the contents, and his eyes shone with delight. However, his words. were filled with anger.

"How dare you hoard fine wine in the military camp? This will be confiscated!"

With that, he turned and stormed off.

Carissa sat on the ground, rubbing her nose and blinked away tears. She could only vaguely see a tall figure darting back toward the command tent. "The marshal confiscated it," Bun said, stunned. Then, he sighed deeply. "Even a sip would have been fine. Why make such a fuss? Now it's gone."

Violet didn't expect Rafael to come by either, and chuckled. "Do you really think I just had one pouch when my bag is so huge?"

Bun and Travis hurried inside, singing Violet's praises. Then, they quickly drank another pouch of wine that Violet had stashed away.

-It was refreshing!

The call to arms for the second battle sounded, and the ground shook with the pounding of iron hooves, as if the earth itself were being torn apart.

Rafael ordered that the focus of this battle be on injuring the enemy rather than killing.

not? Injured enemies

the Rose Spear, and replied,

it?"

the marshal's orders, and mine as well. Injure the enemy's limbs and tendons, or cut off their arms and legs.

Spear, Carissa quickly became a target. Over a hundred enemy

the air and vanished. The enemles, unable to adjust in time, ended up hitting their own comrades with their spears Carissa shouted, "Vivi, Snake

soldiers, her long whip moving like a swift serpent to snatch away all the long

she shouted,

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the Rose Spear with powerful, fluid motions, sending the spearheads flying into the enemy ranks. Each strike found its mark, piercing through enemy

and Violet looked at each

by enemies targeting each of the five of them, they decided to consolidate their

back with seamless coordination-Bun with his knife, Travis with his sword, Cynthia with her hammer, and Violet with her whip. None

drew blood. Her attacks either severed tendons or shattered leg

throughout the surrounding

tactics, advancing step by step. He joined the fight himself, wielding his

lethal force, not out of mercy, but because he knew that many wounded opponents would slow the enemy's progress. With the limited number of medics, some soldiers needed to stay behind