Chapter 513: Chapter 247: Beastman Wolf Cavalry

This meant that, in reality, General Dor had a limited number of elite troops he could mobilize within the vanguard.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

General Dor kicked over a dawdling earth goblin.

The Gray Dwarves’ own forces were certainly not enough for a rebellion. Their birth rate was low, and their population wasn’t very large.

"Dor! Have you sent word to Father?"

The question was asked just as General Dor was ordering the soldiers on all sides to hurry and set up their defenses.

The speaker was a burly Gray Dwarf standing nearby.

He was King Monroe’s second son, Sol, and was currently serving as Dor’s second-in-command.

Dor nodded.

He wasn’t fond of his older brother.

The unity within the Gray Dwarf race existed only between the major families.

Within the Royal Family, the princes stopped at nothing in their struggle for power. It was during these times that most Gray Dwarven Kings developed their dispositions.

"AWOOOO!"

"They’re here! They’re here!"

"The enemy is coming... It’s the Wolf Cavalry!"

Just then, shouts suddenly erupted within the camp.

’They’re here! So soon!’

Upon hearing the shouts, General Dor immediately rushed toward the camp entrance with his Personal Guard.

The Beastmen hadn’t quite arrived, but they were only a mile away.

"All troops, assemble! To your formations! To your formations!"

General Dor immediately summoned his Personal Guard, which consisted of over a hundred members of the Extraordinary Personal Guard and several hundred Gray Dwarf Heavy Infantry.

King Monroe had already requisitioned most of General Dor’s army.

It had to be said that the Gray Dwarves’ ability to stand firm on the Beastman Grassland for so long was no empty boast.

As the second most powerful royal race on the grassland, the Gray Dwarves’ army was naturally well-trained.

Moreover, the Gray Dwarf army had a system similar to Robson’s meritocracy, which ensured the quality of its forces.

At General Dor’s command, the Gray Dwarf Warriors from all sides surged forward, instinctively falling into formation.

General Dor watched the Wolf Cavalry thundering toward them in the distance, his heart beginning to pound with panic.

Everyone knew what the Gray Dwarves were up to.

In the past, the Gray Dwarves and the Purple-blooded Beastmen had little conflict, as they were too far apart. This battle would be the first true clash between their two peoples.

...

Meanwhile, at the head of the distant Wolf Cavalry Corps, rode its leader. He had a scar on his face, his eyes shone with a brilliant light, and his entire body radiated the unique aura of the legendary tier.

However, a closer look would reveal that this legendary-tier aura seemed somewhat weak, giving off the impression that he was merely putting on a strong front.

This Commander-in-Chief was none other than the leader of the Beastman Army himself—the Beast Emperor, Kemal!

Ever since Kemal learned his days were numbered, he had cast aside all other concerns—including the question of who would succeed him as Emperor.

Now, Kemal had only one thought on his mind.

’Kill Monroe!’

Kemal knew that the political system of the Beastman Grassland was destined to produce a rebel like the Gray Dwarf Royal Family sooner or later.

But if he wanted the Purple-blooded Beastmen to continue their reign, he had to crush each and every rebel that dared to rise.

’And what if he couldn’t win?’

In truth, Kemal never expected to win in the first place.

’With the Gray Dwarves and the Human Race allied, my escape is impossible.’

’But if I don’t win—if I die at Monroe’s hands—then across the entire grassland, the bards will sing of Monroe the Monarch Slayer, not Monroe the ’loyal servant cleansing the throne of evil counsel’.’

A burning rage ignited in Kemal’s eyes as he gazed at the distant Gray Dwarf camp.

Although his motives for this campaign were mostly political, they were fueled by the fires of his own inner rage.

The Gray Dwarves were a great stain on his reign.

In truth, the main Beastman army was still over a hundred miles from this location.

But Emperor Kemal had swallowed a batch of drugs to rapidly restore his strength and had led over two thousand members of the Wolf Cavalry on a grueling overnight blitz.

"Fight for me!"

Kemal roared as he watched the Gray Dwarves draw ever closer.

"We die for His Majesty!"

The Wolf Cavalry Kemal led could be considered his Personal Guard.

Of course, they weren’t his most outstanding troops. He had already sent his truly elite force back to Madar Mountain.

Even so, this force was more than enough.

As the two sides clashed, over three hundred riders at the vanguard of the Beastman Wolf Cavalry suddenly flared with battle auras. Their multicolored energies blazed dazzlingly in the dark of night.

The Gray Dwarves weren’t completely defenseless; they had prepared some barricades. Unfortunately, the vanguard of the Wolf Cavalry simply flicked them aside.

...

"Prepare for battle! Prepare for battle!"

General Dor shouted, swallowing hard as he watched the Wolf Cavalry bear down on them.

’The quality and quantity of their Extraordinary warriors... they seem to be far superior to our own.’

The Gray Dwarf Warriors raised their shields.

"Kemal!"

Although General Dor had his suspicions, he couldn’t help but cry out in shock when he saw who was leading the Beastman charge.

Kemal!

At the sound of that name, even Prince Sol’s breath hitched.

The name Kemal was, after all, simply too legendary.

At least, it was for the Beastman Empire of this era.

"Is that the Emperor?"

"It is. I saw him at a banquet once."

"Is that His Majesty the Emperor? Wasn’t he taken hostage? Aren’t we here to save him? Why is he coming for us?"

For a moment, even the rank-and-file Gray Dwarf Soldiers began to murmur among themselves in disbelief.

King Monroe had duped the common Gray Dwarf Soldiers by using the pretext of "cleansing the throne of treacherous influences."

Now, seeing the Emperor himself leading an attack against them, even the dullest Soldier finally understood what was happening.

’So... this is a rebellion?’

For a moment, the Gray Dwarf Soldiers began to waver.

"What are you doing!? That’s the enemy! He’s an impostor! He’s not His Majesty the Emperor at all! He’s an Evil God in disguise! The real His Majesty the Emperor is still imprisoned in Madar Palace!"

General Dor, having noticed the faltering morale of the Gray Dwarf Warriors around him, immediately stepped forward to shout an explanation.

Unfortunately for him, the battlefield changes in the blink of an eye.

Before the Gray Dwarf Soldiers could process his words, the Beastman Wolf Cavalry was already upon them.

"For His Majesty!"

"For the Beast Emperor!"

Roughly a hundred Beastman Extraordinaries led the charge, clustered tightly around Kemal. Incredibly, not a single one of them was below the Silver tier!

"Die!"

Wielding a scimitar, Emperor Kemal rode atop a Golden Eighth Tier Grassland Lion.

The man and the lion charged straight into the Gray Dwarf battle formation without the slightest hesitation, tearing a hole in the ranks of the Gray Dwarf Heavy Infantry, the pride of their race.

The Extraordinary Soldiers behind him certainly weren’t going to let this chance slip by. They surged forward in tight coordination, aiming to tear the heavy infantry phalanx blocking the road wide open in one fell swoop!

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