Chapter 47
Third Person’s POV
In the military camp outside Tower City, Alpha Lance pressed his hands against the tactical table.
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His towering figure radiated a cold cedar pheromone, his wolf pupils gleaming like molten fire under the bonfire light.
“We launch the general offensive at dawn,” he said. “Capture Frostbite Town, and we secure the Western Tribes‘ supplies–food, meat, cotton clothes, bedding, and more. Their wolf warriors arrived at the southern border loaded with provisions.”
At the mention of “meat, the werewolves‘ ears perked up.
They’d long subsisted on crackers, their eyes now glowing with hunger.
Alpha Lance pointed to Frostbite Town’s west side on the map, motioning Adelaide forward. “After the city falls, lead three thousand wolves straight here. The supplies are stockpiled there.” “The Dragon Ash Kingdom and Western Tribes have many wounded. Once the city breaks, they’ll prioritize evacuating them over food,” he explained.
“Besides, there’s food in Darkclaw Town. They won’t care much. But for us, these supplies are. critical, Lance explained.
The team finally understood why Lance had targeted enemy soldiers to inflict injuries rather than fatalities in the battle.
Lance had never been one to show mercy on the battlefield.
Adelaide felt her blood boil with enthusiasm.
Food, meat, armor, cotton clothes, bedding–these were all desperately needed by Lance’s forces. Adelaide’s wolf claw traced the map. The terrain was open, perfect for a rapid assault.
“Mission accepted!” she declared.
Three thousand enough? I’ll give you five, seven thousand-whatever you need, Lance offered.
“Three thousand is plenty,” Adelaide said confidently.
Alpha Lance let out an approving howl, shaking the pine torches. “That’s the Frostfang spirit! The rest follow me to bombard the east gate!”
Adelaide voiced her concerns about the city’s defenses–twelve Frostwolf crossbows and bear- clan flamethrowers.
Chapter 47
+B Pearls
His blade slammed the table. “I’ll draw their fire. You five and Abbott’s two Gammas seize the battlements.”
“Destroy the crossbows first, then capture the flamethrowers. Tommy’s demo team will blow the gates. The rest depends on your speed,” he said.
She suddenly saw Lance’s plan–as the Alpha, he’d draw all enemy fire once at the front.
But this would also scatter the defenders‘ focus–just as her father once used a battle flag as bait to buy time for a flank attack.
“But what about your safety?”
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