"Alaric!" Even with all his patience, Raffel couldn't help but roar angrily at this moment.
On the three undulating mounds, like red water flooding the grassland, nearly a thousand blood knights surged, their formations dense yet chaotic.
When the blood-red horn sounded, the blood knights could initially follow Raffel's plan and charge toward the guard battle group not far away.
But within seconds, these blood knights suddenly made a one-eighty-degree turn and headed in the opposite direction!
Damn it, Alaric, what on earth are you doing!
As if sensing its master's anger, the Dragon Blood Horse neighed in fury.
According to the original plan, the blood knights should have charged directly at the guard battle group, why are they charging toward that mound?!
Raffel sent the blood knights to attack the guard battle group because a charge is relatively simple.
