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Chapter 240: Chapter 239: Command Chapter 240: Chapter 239: Command After a long while.

Count Merlin shifted his gaze away from the smoothed-over sand table and looked toward Grand Duke Kunstan, who was somewhat boredly puffing on a White Dew Rain Dragon cigar.

“We cannot afford to lose this battle, it concerns the life and death of the Grand Duchy, even if His Highness Shadowflame is brimming with confidence, we still must not be careless,” Count Merlin said, casually covering his greying temples with a hand.

Grand Duke Kunstan blinked in surprise, then responded, “We have made comprehensive preparations, we will win this battle!”

“I know what you’re relying on, but that reliance is like sugar-coated poison, sweet but not pleasant…”

“Listen, Count Merlin,” Grand Duke Kunstan curtly interrupted, “I don’t want to continue arguing. No matter what, I haven’t thought about stripping you of your command authority, but you must understand, you are no longer the Chief Executive!”

Count Merlin was unflustered: “I understand.”

“I respect you and have given you enough preferential treatment, and I hope you can respect me as the Grand Duke,” Grand Duke Kunstan stared at Count Merlin, struggling to suppress his breath.

“Respect me?” Count Merlin chuckled lightly, but did not dwell on this point, “I will respect you, Your Highness, just as I respected the former Grand Duke.”

Grand Duke Kunstan snorted coldly, “That would be best!”

In the command tent, there was again a long silence, as the old and the young quietly smoked their cigars, lost in their own thoughts.

Seeing that the cigars had burned halfway through.

Grand Duke Kunstan eventually ran out of patience and asked, “I hope to be on the battlefield, even if just mixed in with the Dragon Blood Knight Regiment.”

“Why bother? Knights fight to achieve merit and fame, you don’t need to,” Count Merlin replied.

Grand Duke Kunstan insisted, “I want to be with the knights.”

Count Merlin still wanted to dissuade him.

Grand Duke Kunstan interrupted bluntly, “Wasn’t that what you did during your term as Chief Executive? You told me, my grandfather, the Dragon Knight Quentin III Shadowflame, was also one who led from the front, striving to be first in every battle!”

He squeezed the hand holding the cigar so tightly that the front half of the cigar ash broke off: “I want to inherit my grandfather’s will; only by doing so can I gain the acknowledgement of His Highness Shadowflame!”

“Heh,” Count Merlin let out an ambiguous chuckle.

He really wanted to tell Grand Duke Kunstan the truth: his grandfather led from the front because he was a Phantom Beast Knight, a Flying Dragon Knight, and eventually even became a Great Dragon Knight. He had the strength to lead from the front.

But as for Grand Duke Kunstan himself, to this day, he still retained his “virgin status,” having neither bonded with a Fantasy Beast nor earned the recognition of a Bipedal Flying Dragon.

Why would he naively think that leading from the front would gain the approval of the Shadowflame Dragon?

Is it a vision problem? Can one really not see the Shadowflame Dragon’s huge disdainful gaze?

Unfortunately, he couldn’t say such things; to say them would truly turn them into enemies. Thus, Count Merlin sighed and finally nodded in agreement, “You are the Grand Duke; I have stepped down. I cannot stop you from fighting if that’s what you wish.”

“Good!” Grand Duke Kunstan laughed, and without looking back, walked out of the command tent.

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Charge!

An endless charge!

The legion’s resonance made the Battle Qi in every knight’s body boil like water in a kettle, echoing each other, resonating with each other, forming a massive entity, continuously enhancing every knight’s combat strength and turning it into a unified force.

Russell was no longer a rookie, having long adapted to the Knight Regiment’s way of fighting, and now he had even been promoted to Phantom Beast Knight.

The Prime Breath within him was rich and enduring; he wasn’t afraid of succumbing to exhaustion after being swept up in the legion’s resonance.

“Polly, are you scared?”

“Not scared, Russell; we can use the Ethereal Dream Escape Skill any time,” Polly communicated calmly in their minds.

Russell grinned and responded in his mind, “Good. We have already proven that Snow Giant Da’s strength cannot suppress the Ethereal Dream Escape Skill; the Shadowflame Dragon’s strength is equally unable to suppress it.”

If it weren’t for this, Russell would never have so readily stepped onto the battlefield; he cared about his own safety more than anyone else.

“Moreover, the facts have proven that Ice Cream is still too young to contend with the Shadowflame Dragon. Once it matures, its dream-power will definitely surpass that of the Shadowflame Dragon… Ice Cream is a more powerful dragon, and I have to create my own kingdom; I can’t get trapped here!”

For a moment, Russell was filled with boundless ambition.

All he wanted was to muddle through this war and then slowly develop, accompanying the Little Dream Dragon to the peak of life.

“Chirp chirp!”

The call of Ros the Clay Dragon came from the sky above.

Far away, the calls of other bipedal flying dragons answered each other, weaving into a symphony of dragon chants.

Russell turned his head to look over, where the great snowflakes made visibility on the entire battlefield extremely poor, but he could faintly see about a dozen bipedal flying dragons circling and dancing high in the sky, coordinating in battle with the knight regiment.

“Command, Scattered Arrow Formation!”

“Command, Scattered Arrow Formation!”

“Command, Scattered Arrow Formation!”

The knight regiment’s marshal’s orders, along with the knights’ relayed shouts, quickly traveled from the front of the line to the rear.

Eric also roared loudly, “Command, Scattered Arrow Formation!”

Boom boom boom!

Over thirty knights from the support squad quickly spread out to the left and right. Eric led a team to the left while Russell led a team to the right.

In an instant, the entire Glowing Valley Knight Regiment split into two halves and then, like a surgeon’s knife, slashed into the midst of the Snow Demon Legion. The knights thrust their lances forward, tossing the iron-boned snow ghosts into the air.

With just one charge, the clustered group of snow ghosts was divided into three parts.

“Command, turn around, Spearhead Formation!”

“Command, turn around, Spearhead Formation!”

“Command…”

After the knight regiment had breached the group of snow ghosts, the new orders came through. Both divisions quickly made a large loop, turned 360 degrees, reunited, and re-charged in the Spearhead Formation.

Taking advantage of the snow ghosts’ division into three parts before they had time to regroup, they struck directly into the group on the left.

The vanguard knights poked and stabbed with their lances, striking down the snow ghosts; the knights in the middle drew their swords and swung them, slicing the snow ghosts to pieces with the dazzle of their swordplay; and then the knights in the rear crushed the heads of the snow ghosts, swiftly taking the Ice Pellet Pearls.

Russell was also among those taking the Ice Pellet Pearls. His swordsmanship was both fast and accurate, and Polly’s Wind Walking Skill allowed them to move freely, making it possible to say that one person took more Ice Pellet Pearls than the entire support team could.

One by one, the ice pellet pearls, resembling glass marbles, fell into the pouch at his waist, jingling as they landed.

“Command, the four squads of front, back, left, and right disperse to confront the Snow Demon!”

“Command, the four squads of front, back, left, right…”

As the battlefield was just being cleared, Baron Luo Man’s order was relayed over.

Russell tightened the mouth of his pouch and quickly joined the support team, not charging towards the snow ghosts in the Snow Demon’s group, but towards the scattered snow ghosts, to prevent them from gathering and disturbing the battle of the four squads against the Snow Demon.

“Stab, stab hard, Polly!” Russell stroked Polly’s mane while ruthlessly hunting the snow ghosts, quietly comforting himself as he spoke, “We’re not greedy, let others kill the Snow Demon!”

Despite his words,

there was inevitably some eagerness within Russell’s heart.

Although he and the Little Dream Dragon had hunted many Snow Demons together, he had never faced one in direct combat in reality, which he regretted.

“There will be a chance…”