Chapter 180: The Sudden Shift of the Battlefield Atmosphere

Chapter 180: The Sudden Shift of the Battlefield Atmosphere

Upon entering the city, Airael and her companions were momentarily dumbstruck, unsure of where to go.

Their complete unfamiliarity with the situation inside the city left them clueless about where the combat was currently taking place and to what extent it had progressed.

If they were to search slowly, they might find their way, but it would undoubtedly waste a lot of time.

“Cain, we need to find someone to ask about the current situation inside the city.”

Cain nodded in response.

Just then, several Human Soldiers hurriedly ran towards them.

Seeing them, Airael’s face lit up with joy.

These individuals clearly came down from the battlefield; even if they were deserters, they would certainly have some knowledge about the current combat situation in the city.

“Stop them!”

With Airael’s command, the cavalry behind her surged forward, encircling the soldiers.

The soldiers who had fled to this point turned pale as they realized their own people had cornered them.

“Don’t be afraid! Although you might be deserters, I need your help with something right now. If you assist me, I won’t blame you afterward, and instead, I’ll reward you.”

“My lady, we’re not deserters! It’s just that the defense commander wouldn’t let us engage those Dark Elves head-on, saying we could retreat if things went wrong.”

However, it seemed the soldiers didn’t quite catch Airael’s following words and started explaining why they weren’t deserters.

Unfortunately, Airael completely ignored them.

Her expression grew cold as she looked at them and said:

“I don’t care whether you’re deserters or not. Now I’m asking you questions, and you will answer truthfully.”

“Yes!”

The soldiers didn’t dare refuse; they lowered their heads and waited for Airael to question them.

“What’s the current state of the battle in the city? Where is the defense commander you just mentioned?”

“Reporting, my lady, battles are happening all over the city. We’re not entirely clear on the specifics. We only know those Dark Elves are extremely strong, and we are no match for them.”

At this, the Human Soldiers showed expressions of bitterness.

They had indeed fought hard before, but the gap in strength was just too overwhelming.

“Then where is your defense commander now?”

“The defense commander should be at the Inner Fortress, which hasn’t been captured by the Dark Elves yet,” a soldier replied.

Just then, Cain interjected, “Since your commander is at the Inner Fortress, why aren’t you returning there? Instead, you’re running out of the city?”

“We would like to return to the Inner Fortress, but the road there is filled with Dark Elves; we can’t get through at all.”

Cain continued to ask, “Would you be willing to accompany us to the Inner Fortress?”

“We’re willing!”

The soldiers knew they had no choice but to comply, as refusing was not an option.

Food supplied to the army isn’t for free, after all.

Since they had eaten their fill, they needed to follow orders.

Otherwise, no one would bat an eye if they were executed.

With these soldiers, Airael and her group hastened towards the Inner Fortress.

Along the way, they encountered many soldiers fleeing this way and Dark Elf pursuers.

All the fleeing soldiers were stopped by them.

Upon seeing Airael and her group, the Dark Elf pursuers also stopped their chase and fled in haste.

Any normal person with functioning eyes could clearly see that Airael and her comrades were not to be trifled with.

Thus, the group led by Airael and Cain grew larger.

The morale of those soldiers retreating from the battlefield surged as they watched the Dark Elves fleeing in panic at the sight of Airael’s group.

This situation quickly reported back to the Dark Elf general.

At that moment, the Dark Elf general was organizing forces to attack the Inner Fortress of Mils Fortress.

The Inner Fortress of Mils Fortress was the stronghold of the Mils family, containing the wealth accumulated by them over hundreds of years.

Therefore, the Dark Elves were determined to capture the Inner Fortress.

They were also aware that they couldn’t hold onto Mils Fortress after capturing it; thus, they planned to take away its wealth.

Upon learning that a force was heading their way, the Dark Elf general immediately halted the assault on the Inner Fortress, intending to deal with Airael and her companions first.

On the city wall, by the light of a torch, Mondi observed the Dark Elves suddenly giving up the siege with confusion.

What’s going on here?

Why did those Dark Elves suddenly abandon the attack?

Soon, Mondi discovered the answer.

Airael and Cain emerged with a large troop in front of them.

Aside from the leading fifty, the remaining soldiers appeared ragged, yet their spirits were high.

They brimmed with confidence for the upcoming battle.

The Dark Elf general’s gaze fixed on Airael and Cain as they appeared.

Especially Airael.

Not only was Airael dressed mysteriously, but it was also due to the cloak she was wearing at that moment.

He was more than familiar with that cloak; he could recognize it even in ashes.

But he quickly pulled himself together.

He knew that the person he had in mind couldn’t possibly be here.

“Who are you?” he asked, looking at Airael.

Though puzzled by his question, Airael responded generously, “My name is Ailia! And who might you be?”

Ailia?

The Dark Elf general frowned slightly.

This name was unfamiliar to him.

“Hey, I already told you my name. Is yours so mysterious?” Airael said, unimpressed by the sudden silence.

The atmosphere on the battlefield shifted into something strange.

It hardly resembled a fighting scene at all!

“Mork!”

The Dark Elf general snapped back, addressing Airael without holding back.

Mork!

Hearing that name, both Airael and Cain felt a heaviness in their hearts.

This guy was Mork!

Although they had anticipated encountering Mork, facing him now made them feel a wave of bitterness.

“Looks like you know me?”

Even with objects obscuring his view, Mork couldn’t make out their faces, but their body language had betrayed their feelings.

“Of course we know you! If we didn’t know the infamous General Mork, we wouldn’t have shown up here,” Airael retorted, brimming with provocation.

Annoyed with her previous reaction, she sought to regain her pride.

After all, she was the Elven Queen, while this guy before her was an exiled elven criminal!