CH244 Furious Trump Card II
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"Young Master Alex has made his move," Jared's adjutant announced to the Dark Hounds. "By the General's orders, we now act according to the young master's plan."
At once, the Dark Hound Magic Armour company—who had been wreaking havoc with brutal cavalry charges—abruptly split apart. Their once-unified formation shattered into ten-man squads, each unit breaking off toward separate targets scattered across the battlefield.
The expressions of the Kellerman commanders darkened.
They had been preparing to counter the Dark Hounds with sheer numbers, sacrificing fodder troops to wear them down now that Jared's Saint Domain no longer bolstered the unit. Without a Saint's reality-bending presence, the Dark Hounds' charges—though still deadly—had lost much of their overwhelming edge.
But the sudden split ruined their plan entirely.
"What—?!" one commander snarled before snapping an order. "Ignore the Dark Hounds! March on the gate!"
