Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 68

Chapter 68

“I lost count after thirty,” Carissa said, raising her arm. The Rose Spear felt incredibly heavy.

War was truly exhausting.

“I counted–I killed fifty!” Bun tried to jump up with a fancy flip, but ended up face–planting to the ground instead.

Because there were too many people on the battlefield, Bun’s sword had been knocked away. He ended

up using his fiste feet to fight before finally retrieving his weapon after the enemy forces had

retreated.

“I killed sixty–three,” Violet reported.

Rafael’s deputy, Dylan, approached them, covered in blood and grime.

Carissa sat up first, then used the Rose Spear to help herself stand. “Deputy Ziegler!”

“Carissa!” Dylan’s eyes sparkled with surprise and excitement. “Do you know how many enemies you’ve killed?”

“No, I lost count,” Carissa replied.

clapped his hands

pierce their throats–just counting those, there were over three hundred! That doesn’t even include those you didn’t stab in the throat. You’re amazing! Is this really your first battle? All the

exhausted,” Carissa said, struggling to stay on her feet. She was unsure if

so Dylan urged, “Come quickly! The marshal wants

marshal wants to see

killing thirty enemies would earn them a promotion. Bun had definitely killed fifty, and Carissa had done exceptionally well, proving herself

the command tent, only to

to stumble and fall. There was

the spectacle, kicked Bun

Carissa, and his

was too exhausted to be modest,

General Sinclair’s spirit!” Timothy said

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Carissa’s shoulder with such force that she nearly

my decree!” Rafael rose and walked up to

carried a weight of

our command,

hereby appoint you as a regiment commander! You’ll

and

the others, they are appointed battalion commanders with a hundred troops assigned to them,

A battalion commander commanded one hundred soldiers, while a regiment commander commanded one thousand