Under the wooden wall and earthen barrier, the corpses of monsters were piled higher and higher, and the rows of wooden spikes under the base of the wall had long been submerged.
The corpses of the monsters on the top layer were trembling, and unwilling roars came from the pile of corpses. It seemed that the monsters below were still struggling.
Chatfannie looked at this extremely bloody scene, her body shaking involuntarily, but the girl's proud character did not allow her to retreat.
"Knights of the Red Rose, obey the order! Follow me and charge!" Chatfannie imitated the movements and tone of her father Charles, and gave the order to the knights' warriors.
The first batch of monsters that crossed the trap were no longer so dense due to the consumption of bows, arrows, magic, and the warriors on the wooden wall.
Even compared to how dense it was at the beginning, it can be said to be very sparse now.
Therefore, the soldiers did not hesitate, ignored the shouts of Charlison on the wooden wall, and obeyed the orders of the people they were loyal to.
The soldiers' first wave of charge was effective. They formed in twos and threes and almost all achieved gains.
Chatfannie slowly breathed a sigh of relief, with a confident smile on her face, thinking to herself, "These monsters just look ferocious and terrifying."
"Continue to charge and repel the group of monsters!" Chatfannie shouted passionately.
The morale of the soldiers increased greatly and they advanced even more.
Not wanting to be left alone, Chatfannie drew out her exquisite long sword that had never seen blood, used her family's traditional dragon walking technique, and charged out.
The girl's fighting style is simple and direct, similar to the one she admires as the brightest star in the empire.
In other words, Chatfannie was imitating Filia, imagining her killing enemy posture, and kept swinging the sword in her hand.
As the daughter of Emperor Charles, the strongest man in the empire, Chatfannie has excellent talents. In addition, she belongs to the largest noble family in the empire, so she can have the best education and the best resources. The girl's sword skills are very exquisite.
She is extremely confident in herself, not only because of her character, but also because she has really trained hard.
In order to become the person she longed for, the girl kept honing her sword skills, and even received personal praise from Charles.
Chatfannie pulled the sword out of the skull of a demon wolf again and let out a soft breath.
Going to the battlefield for the first time and killing a monster for the first time, the girl quickly adapted to her body and the rhythm of the battle, feeling that victory was within easy reach.
So she stared at a huge tiger that had just jumped over from the trap.
This tiger is more than three times the size of an ordinary red-backed forest tiger. The hair on its back is as red as blood, and its sharp claws and saber teeth are extremely terrifying.
Chatiffany looked at it as if it were a satisfied prey. She adjusted her breathing, pointed her toes, and rushed towards the devil tiger like an arrow.
The girl felt that she was hunting, but from the perspective of the Charlison on the wooden wall, this was undoubtedly a reckless and impulsive act.
Because Charlison noticed that the trap that Rogge laid out and played a key role was gradually losing its effect.
At various locations in the trap, monsters that could not possibly jump over actually ran straight over!
It's not that they can run in the air, but that the already deep trap has finally been filled by the monsters trapped in it.
Charlison wanted to rush over and bring Chatfannie back, but the second prince was not good at martial arts. He was just a junior magician, and rushing over would only become a burden to the soldiers.
Because of his cautious character, Charlison did not send military experts to support him. If there was anything wrong with these elite captains, the army's combat effectiveness would be seriously affected.
So he shouted at the top of his lungs, hoping that his sister would hear his call and come back quickly.
But he was wrong. Chatfannie did hear Charisson's cry, but the girl just thought that he interfered with her battle and frowned in disdain.
It's not that she doesn't trust Charlison's judgment, she just simply trusts herself too much.
People often call such a character arrogance, or in other words, arrogance.
It is precisely because of this overly conceited character that makes her act impulsively.
The trust in her own strength, the longing for the person she admires, and the resistance to her comfortable situation are her pride.
Chatfannie drew her sword and fought with the giant tiger for dozens of moves, but failed to achieve any results.
This red-backed forest tiger is not as violent as the previous monsters. Its tiger eyes are cold and full of killing intent. Whether it is claw strikes, tail whips or bites, it is neither impatient nor impatient, and is very methodical.
But Chatfannie was impatient.
The girl first entered the battlefield and won a series of victories, but she encountered an obstacle in front of a tiger. She was so proud that she did not allow this to happen.
"Well..." Once again, she passed by the giant tiger. With all her strength, Chatfannie finally pierced the huge tiger's body with her sword, and she was also slapped on the arm by the powerful tiger claw.
This claw was not real, it was just a scratch with the tip of the claw, but the tip of the claw, which was longer than Chatfannie's entire hand, left a horrific wound on her arm that was deep enough to see the bone, and blood spurted out instantly!
This is Chatfannie's sword-holding arm, which is the foundation of her superb swordsmanship that she is proud of. She can no longer even hold the sword.
The giant tiger was not in a hurry to attack. It stretched out its scarlet tongue and licked the shallow wound, looking playfully at the girl who dared to challenge it.
Chatiffonie couldn't stand the teasing look in her eyes. She changed her sword and was about to continue attacking when she suddenly heard a familiar voice.
He was the liveliest and youngest knight in her order. However, at this moment, that lively voice was extremely miserable, and the boy's screams stopped abruptly.
Chatfannie turned around and saw the young knight's lower body slowly falling to the ground, while his upper body was missing.
At some point, her Red Rose Knights were attacked by monsters and completely disintegrated. The battle formation was deformed, and the soldiers fought hard.
Chatfannie watched those familiar people fall one after another, and the screams one after another were like needles, piercing her proud but not so strong heart.
Conceit never leads to any good results, and she should understand this as she comes from a noble family.
Conceit made her have unrealistic self-esteem. This self-esteem that was somewhat heavy for her made the guilt in her heart expand to an unprecedented level.
This is a mistake made by myself, this is the consequence of my own insistence, this is the bitter fruit of my own selfish thoughts.
"This little injury is nothing at all! I can definitely kill this beast and lead everyone back!" The girl encouraged herself.
Chatfannie gritted her teeth and rushed towards the giant tiger again. Even though she switched to her non-dominant hand, her sword was still sharp!
But the sword skills are only the result of long-term training. The girl's movements are no longer agile and her attacks are no longer confident.
Chatfannie noticed that her hand becoming sluggish was not a side effect of the injury.
The fundamental reason why her hands become sluggish and her legs and feet lose their speed is because she is denying the foundation on which she built herself.
She was feeling guilty and starting to doubt herself because of her guilt. While being conceited is not crazy, it can lead to misfortune.
At this moment when the guilt in her heart continues to destroy her, and at this moment when the fear hidden in her heart keeps attacking her, Chatfannie, this proud girl, gradually begins to understand something.
She was wrong, she shouldn't be like this, she gradually understood this.
She was being pulled downwards by a force, and she tried her best not to let herself fall like this, denying herself while denying herself.
Then... the powerful and heavy tiger's tail struck her chest like an iron whip.
"Well...it hurts, no, it doesn't hurt at all!" Chatfannie struggled to get up, vomited a mouthful of blood, and rushed forward again.
However, when people deny themselves, they are destined to fail.
The red-backed forest tiger easily dodged Chatfannie's uncertain sword moves, and pounced to pin the girl to the ground!
The sharp claws cut off her ribs and pierced her abdomen. The severe physical pain made Chatfannie's hands and feet twitch, but the mental pain made her regretful.
"I screwed up..." she thought.
The closeness of death made her feel the speed of life passing by. After finally realizing her failure, she admitted her mistake.
He should have listened to his brother's words and stayed on the wooden wall, and should not have led the team to rush out. If it hadn't been for his recklessness, this wouldn't have happened.
The death of his subordinates was all his own fault. He was absolutely terrible. Even if he died here, he deserved it!
But the battle is not over yet.
The red-backed forest tiger looked at Chatfannie teasingly again. The strong hostility gave the forest king a sadistic pleasure. He did not kill her directly. He pulled out his sharp claws and looked at her like a stuffed toy. Holding her.
Facing death, Chatfannie realized her mistakes and reflected on her mistakes, but even so, she still would not admit defeat!
She still does not intend to give up her pride and dignity. Even if she deserves death, she will not deny her dignity!
Chatfannie got up again, lowered her head and shouted in a deep voice: "Miss, I must get rid of you!"
"Whoa!" The sharp sword swept across her face, and what she responded to was the painful howl of a red-backed forest tiger.
A body that could still fight even if she was seriously injured achieved maximum results when she chose the tactic of exchanging injuries for injuries.
Giving up defense, attacking without defense, and counterattacking when the opponent attacks is not a wise approach, but it is the best plan she can take now.
"The final blow!" Chatfannie sprinted to attack, but by taking advantage of the gaps in the attack to counterattack, both sides had equal opportunities.
She and the red-backed forest tiger aimed at the opponent's neck at the same time, and agreed on the idea of giving the opponent a fatal blow.
Charlison on the wooden wall looked at his desperate sister, tears flowing out of his eyes. He regretted his hesitation. If he had known this, he should have sent troops to support him at that time.
Charista, who had always had a bad relationship with Chatfannie, had disappeared and rushed towards her half-sister who often contradicted her.
The size gap between the girl and the giant tiger is huge. She is so small, how can she withstand it? Charlison now only hopes that someone can save Chatfannie from the tiger's claws.
His wish came true.
A young man fell from the sky and interrupted the duel between the girl and the giant tiger.
