Among Tyren' troops, some had participated in the battle over a year ago, and the scenes from that battle were still vivid in their memories.
The scattered limbs and blood that had stained a mother river of Tyren red-the true meaning of blood flowing like a river. That battle had directly decimated half of Tyren' strength, and until today, Tyren hadn't fully recovered from its aftermath. Yet now, the enemy was here again.
"Could it be that they still held a grudge from a year ago?" People in Tyren thought.
"Com-Commander Gardner, may I ask what brings you to Tyren?" a junior leader stammered as he stepped forward from the group.
"Call your commander to come out and talk!" Black Tortoise spoke in a low voice.
"Our com... commander is not here right now. He... he was urgently called back to the capital..." The junior leader struggled to reply.
"Then call out the highest-ranking official here!" Black Tortoise continued with a stern tone.
"We've already sent for the deputy commander. He... he's on his way..." The junior leader responded again.
Soon, the sound of footsteps echoed, and a burly man led a group of people, anger etched across his face.
"You fools, do you even realize what you're doing here? Are you trying to provoke a war between the two nations?" The burly man walked up not far from Billy's group and pointed angrily at Billy.
The man had been dispatched from the western border of Tyren to serve as the Deputy Commander here. He hadn't participated in the battle a year ago.
Although he had heard of Billy Gardner's reputation before, he didn't believe he was much inferior to the other side. Moreover, they had many more people here-ten times as many as the enemy. He simply couldn't believe they couldn't defeat their opponent.
"If you point your finger one more time, you won't have it anymore!" Black Tortoise's voice turned cold.
The man snorted. "I've long heard about Glavale's Army of Bloodshadow being arrogant and overbearing, looking down on everyone. Now that I've seen it for myself, it's indeed true. Do you not realize that you've crossed the line? I'll give you one last warning, retreat beyond the border within three minutes! Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"
"How impolite do you want to be?" White Tiger growled and stepped forward.
"Crossing the border with your team, you think I won't take that as a slight against Tyren? Can you guess how I'll respond?" The man's voice was furious as he lifted his hand. "Listen up, everyone. If they don't retreat beyond the border within three minutes, no mercy!"
Tens of thousands of soldiers of Tyren stood at the ready, drawing their large blades. Naturally, they had firearms, but even with ten times their courage, they wouldn't dare to use them. This was the border of Glavale. They could easily imagine that if they dared to use firearms, they would be reduced to dust by the formidable weapons of Glavale's defenders.
"Attack!" The three thousand Blood Shadow Squad members simultaneously roared. Each person's aura surged, immediately enveloping the space around them.
These three thousand were elite selections from the three major legions, including formidable experts at the Battle General Realm. They were far beyond the capabilities of the ordinary soldiers they faced.
Sensing the terrifying pressure emanating from the Blood Shadow Squad, the tens of thousands of soldiers from Tyren felt as if a mountain were pressing down on them. Many of them shivered.
"Vi... Vice Commander, should we make a call to inform Commander about this first?"
The previous subordinate approached the man and after swallowing hard, asked with difficulty.
"They've already taken their arrogance to our doorstep, and you think we need permission for this kind of thing?" The man's voice was stern. "Step aside, you have no authority here!"
"But... but..." The subordinate trembled.
"Say one more word, and I'll consider you a traitor!" The man cut him off.
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