"Boss, what are the orders?"
Boris turned to Toji Hisami and grinned.
This old shout was extremely natural and not artificial at all.
Lyra next to him couldn’t help but glance at him.
The Earthly Dragon under Boris’s seat also let out a dull roar, scratching the ground with its claws.
Toji Hisami didn’t see any heroic souls led by Boris. He thought that this guy had used a mount directly summoned and gave up on bringing heroic souls.
From this point of view, Boris was a typical professional.
Such people were not taking the path of pure territorial lords, but the path of auxiliary support, the path of brave generals.
Thinking of what he said when he reported his family name before, it seemed that family tradition had a great influence.
General Wang Ling, this was the second person Toji Hisami had met who was related to Wang Ling.
Toji Hisami had previously thought that in his team, only the shield guards had absolute combat capabilities, and the other soldiers were just supporting.
So he had chosen to avoid the enemy’s edge and look for opportunities.
But now with the addition of Boris, the Flying Tiger Cavalry could break through the sea of fire and move forward, showing great strength.
In terms of frontal combat capability, the Flying Tiger Cavalry was even better than the Shield Guards. After all, after being transformed by Toji Hisami, the Shield Guards were more balanced and not as purely offensive as the Flying Tiger Cavalry.
If the Flying Tiger Cavalry was used as the vanguard arrow, then this battle had great potential.
Toji Hisami glanced across the sea of fire, taking in all the situations in the valley.
At this moment, his aura couldn’t help but change, and his whole person seemed to become far more majestic.
The surrounding lords couldn’t help but grow solemn, hardly daring to breathe.
Only Boris had an even bigger smile on his face.
At this moment, he saw in Toji Hisami some of the temperament of the king in his memory.
He knew that when a leader showed this temperament, it was time for the slumbering dragon to wake up and prepare to show its claws.
Boris reached out and pulled out a horse-killing knife from the side of his Earthly Dragon.
This saber was almost forty centimeters wide, with a single-edged blade and a heavy aura all over its body.
There were also grooves on it, obviously prepared for subsequent magic inscriptions.
Seeing Toji Hisami’s gaze, Boris grinned.
"I don’t have enough resources. I’ve used up my last bit of savings just to forge this."
"It’s okay, it’s not a big problem. I’ll have someone engrave it for you when we get back."
"Deal!"
Naturally, Toji Hisami did not hesitate to invest in this man who clearly wanted to follow his lead.
He was skilled in inscription, and with Heaven Rewards Diligence, if he went back and spent some time, he could easily cultivate a group of inscription masters.
If Boris’s horse-killing sword didn’t look so high-end, he would even be able to engrave it right after they returned.
Boris pulled down his visor again and led his Flying Tiger Cavalry forward.
On the other side, Lyra commanded the shield guards to disperse, surrounding Toji Hisami and the other lords’ troops inside.
At this time, the war in the valley was fierce, and the strength of the demonized orcs had increased by a massive margin.
With gargoyles serving as external stone armor, their defense was exceptionally tough.
None of the alliance’s offensives could have much impact on the orcs. Instead, they were forced into a grinding positional battle and faced a life-or-death dilemma.
Toji Hisami glanced over, his brain spinning rapidly.
Several tactical routes appeared in his mind, and the ultimate end point was to obtain the huge S-class light beam.
"The primary goal of this battle is to reach and claim the light pillar."
"The Flying Tiger Cavalry is the vanguard, the Shield Guards are responsible for perimeter defense, and the rest will provide ranged and spell support."
"Understood!"
Everyone agreed in unison. Boris brandished his horse-cutting sword, and the sheer wind of the blade even suppressed the surrounding sea of fire.
As the fires raged along the cliffside, the gathered lords watched Toji Hisami with renewed fervor. The despair that had gripped them moments ago was completely swept away by the sudden arrival of elite cavalry and the unshakeable composure of the gold list’s top commander. Even the civilian lords who had previously doubted whether a non-family background could hold out against the regional alliance were now standing tall, raising their weapons and adjusting their armor in unison.
Below them in the valley floor, the demonic corruption was spreading at an alarming rate. The crimson energy radiating from the shattered general stone tablet had begun to meld the stony hide of the gargoyles directly into the flesh of the half-orcs. Cracks of glowing red light ran through their heavy stone plates, granting them monstrous physical power while completely stripping away whatever rudimentary sanity they possessed. They swung massive iron maces and stone-encrusted axes, bashing through the armor of the family alliance’s heavy vanguard with brute, unbridled aggression.
The lords of the family alliance were paying a heavy price for their arrogance. Their frontline formations were crumbling under the tide of stone-armored beasts, and their mages were running low on mana after casting continuous high-tier spells. What was once a calculated effort to seize an S-level reward had devolved into a chaotic struggle for basic survival. From their vantage point on the high slope, Toji Hisami’s force looked like a calm island rising above a storm of blood and shattered stone.
Toji Hisami adjusted his posture atop his mount, raising his strange book once more. The wind swirling around his team tightened, shaping itself into a streamlined barrier that cut through the thick black smoke and heat waves ahead. He looked toward Boris, whose Earthly Dragon was digging its claws into the mountain trail, eager for the charge.
"Clear a path straight to the core," Toji Hisami commanded, his voice carrying clearly through the roar of the wildfire. "Leave no openings for them to flank us."
After three breaths, the whole army attacked!