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.

was puzzled. "If we can kill the enemy, why not? Injured enemies will just come back to fight once

Spear, and

it?" Bun

battlefield, we follow the marshal's orders, and mine as well. Injure the enemy's limbs and tendons, or cut

Carissa quickly became a target. Over a hundred enemy soldiers

vanished. The enemles, unable to adjust in time, ended up hitting their own comrades

in over the circle of soldiers, her long whip moving like a swift serpent to snatch away all the long

she shouted, "Carissa,

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the air with her spear in hand. She swung the Rose Spear with powerful, fluid

at each

targeting each of the five of them, they decided to

sword, Cynthia with her hammer, and Violet with her whip.

attacks either severed tendons or shattered leg

battle filled the air around Ilyrian City-horns of attack, cries of agony, and the clash of swords echoed throughout the surrounding wilderness. The sky was thick with a red haze of blood, and the only things visible

by step. He joined the fight himself, wielding

many wounded opponents would slow the enemy's progress. With the