
Zeron Region, Mera Empire.
It could be seen Thousands of Warriors had formed a Combat Formation on the Outside and the inside of the Zeron Fort at this time.
The ground and rocks surrounding the Zeron army suddenly began to tremble as if being shaken by the earthquake around them, the rumbling sounds and roars of ferocious beasts began to sound from the distance. Dust puffs tens of meters high and Thousands of ferocious beasts that were running started to be seen from a distance, making a heartbeat sound so loud and starting to make the cold sweat of the Zeron troops pour down their faces.
Sensing the tension of his troops, Michael as the supreme leader on the battlefield turned back and looked at the faces of every soldier who currently looked pale and frightened. This is normal on the battlefield for a soldier, because they never know whether he will be able to survive this life and death battle.
"Srupp" The sound of a sword being plugged into the ground.
It was Dawn Bringer's strongest sword that Michaeal had purposely thrust into the ground, with the instant the entire Army became silent, they already knew that the Marquis would deliver a message.
"Listen to my plea, O brave knight Zeron. I, Michael Rosenthal stand on the front lines to fight with you today. Not as Marquis Zeron or Head of the Rosenthal Family, but as a Man. Today, behind the sturdy Zeron Fort for thousands of years. My wife is fighting and risking her life to give birth to our first son." Micheal suddenly stopped talking, then knelt down while holding Dawn Bringer who was currently stuck on the ground.
This incident suddenly shocked the entire army and finally made them all immediately kneel on the ground, because they greatly appreciated Michael as the leader of the army and a Marquis they were very proud of.
"For that in this battle, I appeal to all of you brave Zeron warriors." Michael stopped talking, and looked expectantly at his entire army.
Just as Michael was about to return to continue his words.
"Hamba please Sir." General Varus dropped his knees and hands on the ground and interrupted the words of Michael before him.
"You don't have to get to your knees to beg us like this Sir. Even if you ask us to jump to the bottom of the ravine, we will always follow your orders and risk our lives to protect Zeron and his entire population. I'm honored to fight with you, sir." Said General Varus whose eyes looked sparkling and a little glazed.
"We also feel honored sir" said one soldier.
"Yes, that's right sir" said the next few soldiers, followed by dozens or even hundreds of other soldiers.
"I am truly honored to be able to fight alongside you all the brave soldiers of Zeron."
Michael rose to his feet and lifted Dawn Bringer into the air, which finally made thousands of soldiers before him rise up from the ground and shout with all their might, until their voices echoed throughout the Zeron region.
"Long live Marquis, Long live General Varus, Long live Zeronnnn!!" there was an excited cry from all the Zeron warriors.
Michael who saw the sincerity of the soldiers, took out his Aura Technique to gush out the entire body and make the ground around him crumble and crack up to several meters. What an image of such a Dominating figure with such a fierce Aura wave and the Dawn Bringer Sword in his hand began to look like the Burning Fire Dragon claw as it had fused with Michael's colored Aura red blood.
"Wwraaggghhh" There was a roar from the thousands of Monsters and beasts that were now only 800 meters away from the Zeron Army Formation outside the Fortress.
Realizing the nearer enemy, Michael then raised Dawn Bringer with both hands to face level, after a while Michael's eyes turned blood-red and the fierce Aura on his body now resonated with Dawn Bringer and now began to center on the strongest Aura sword bodies throughout the land.
"Fighting Spirits"
Michael took out his large-scale Supporting Skill.
This skill is able to increase one's fighting spirit, and multiply their physical strength to a certain stage and can give a low-level magic resistance effect in a long enough time.
"It turns out like this is the Aura power of a Knight who has already reached level 6, the Marquis master is really very great, do you also feel it Jasel?" said a boy in a Witch's robe to his friend.
This boy was Rodin Rosenthal, he was an 8-year-old boy with a genius magic talent who was above the average adult in general, in an emergency like this, right now, everyone who has the strength to fight is obliged to go down to the battlefield.
As for the minors who possessed special abilities like Rodin and his companions, General Varus had placed them in the very back row and assigned a level 4 Expert to guard them, he said, where when bad things happen and the vanguard has been defeated, these minors are obliged to follow the assigned Level 4 Expert, to return to the fortress and seek refuge.
"Of course he's an outstanding knight, if he's not at this level, there's no way he can be a Marquis and the current head of the Rosenthal family." suddenly a man with long silver hair, walked from behind and responded to the statement of a witch earlier.
This man was Artius Vastinum a level 4 magician whom General Varus assigned to protect his group of special children, who were also his current disciples. Actually Artius himself is not from Zeron, he is one of the successors of the famous Vastinum witch family in the Imperial Capital of Mera.
But now he is carrying out the task given by the Emperor Mera to train Genius children from the Rosenthal family who have magic talent or Aura above average. Not without reason did the emperor do all that, Zeron was one of the Vital territories for the Mera Empire. In addition to being a stronghold in the border region, since thousands of years ago the Rosenthal family from the Zeron region had given birth to many knights and genius magicians in their family, thus it gained special attention in the eyes of the emperor to the Rosenthal family and the rest of the noble families who also possessed the same Qualifications.
As for the reason behind Artius' selection as a teacher for the current Rosenthal family, because he was one of the direct disciples of the Magic Emperor who led the current Mera Empire. Not only was his talent in the field of magic so brilliant, his understanding of Aura was also extremely profound. Where most of the Rosenthal family are reliable Aura users.
"Teacher Artius, will you finally come to fight with us?" rodin asked his teacher.
"No-no, I'm just here to see how far you've progressed after receiving training from me, just know that my free time has been cut off a lot to teach you, plus now I have to go to war with you. haduhh. how much of my free time will be cut." Reply Artius with a lazy face.
"But teacher, your magic ability is great. Why don't you come help us defend Zeron."
"I'm too tired to play with wild animals at the moment. So it's enough for you to deal with them, Hahahahaha. Good bye."
"Whusss" Artius disappears with his magic.
"Hiss.. Never mind Rodin, that lazy teacher has always been like this before. Just being able to sit back and watch us train until we pass out every day." Said a red-haired little girl with an Armor made of beast skin and a wooden Arrow on her arm.
This little girl named Jasel Rosenthal, a 9-year-old who was an Aura user with genius talent at a young age, just like Rodin who was next to her. Jasel has a cold and grumpy personality, but is actually a girl with a soft heart.
Return to the front line.
After unleashing Fighting Spirit, Michael shouted out loudly to the entire army on the frontlines.
"Fight with me, live until this battle is over. Fight to return to our Wives and sons, Fight for the family that waits for us at home, and fight for someone precious in your life."
"O brave army of Zeron, fight you.. Attack!!!"
"POOOOOPPPPP" War Trumpet voice reverberated.
"Huaahhhhh...." Thousands of soldiers ran and lunged with the sound of thousands of footsteps rumbling, blowing dust into the air and becoming thick smoke that enveloped the battlefield.
From afar could be heard the sound of slashes and blows from various weapons clashing against each other with the hard claws of a savage beast. Making the battlefield feel so terrible and can deafen the ears of anyone who watches this battle from a distance.