The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea

Chapter 843

Strong winds blew in the endless desert, sending yellow dust scattering.

A large army was stationed in the boundless desert. It was a detachment from the Northern army that had come from the Northern Warzone with the intention of cutting off the Lycantroops‘ route.

“The Western border is so desolate that not even birds come here.”

“Yeah, I wonder how the Lycantroops manage to stay here. Don’t they get bored?”

“The legend of the Lycantroops ends here. According to the latest information from headquarters, the only ones left to defend the city are the Black Wolf leading the Shadow Wolves and the elderly, weak, and sick.”

“Are you serious? Do they think that a group of Shadow Wolves and a bunch of elderly, weak, and sick people can stop our 800,000–strong army?”

“Hahaha… Just thinking about us taking down the Lycantroops‘ headquarters makes me inexplicably happy. What an opportunity this is!”

The generals were drinking and talking, appearing particularly relaxed as if this was not a war but a simple game.

However, it made sense. After all, they had 800,000 troops against less than 8,000 men. The advantage was clearly on their side. If they still managed to lose, they might as well cut off their heads in shame.

“General Flores, after today, with your brilliant leadership, our Northern army will completely capture the Lycantroops‘ headquarters. This feat is unparalleled in history. There’s no one before and after you who can compare! Your promotion is right around the corner. I offer you a toast!”

his cup and approached the supreme commander of the Northern army, Miles Flores,

high spirits and drank the wine with a

this war, you will undoubtedly become the number one figure in the Northern

empty, so there’s no pressure in this battle at all. I’ll raise a

“General Flores…”

other generals approached him with their smiles one

laughed heartily. “An empty Lycantroops‘ headquarters doesn’t scare me at all. Thank you all for your support. Come, let’s raise our glasses

“A toast!”

their cups and echoed, appearing particularly relaxed.

generals all ate and drank their fill. They continued their march.

force of 800,000 was grand and mighty, stretching for countless kilometers. They crossed ridges and waded through rivers, eventually arriving at

towering mountains, with only a three- to five–meter–wide passage

this canyon is infamous for its danger. Even a superhuman will

the Wolf King Andrius set an ambush here and defeated the Western Alliance of 700,000 men with just 8,000, establishing unsurpassed fame. We should

homework and immediately reminded Miles when they

“Haha…”

“Heh…”

“Little boy…”

reminder did not make the generals vigilant. Instead, they responded with disdainful laughter.

the Western Alliance. The troops left behind in Yatburg today aren’t the same formidable force the Wolf King led!

no need to overreact