Sword of Autumn Wind

In a world hanging by a thread, where fragile order crumbles under the weight of arrogance, an empire's ambition reignites the catastrophes of a forgotten age. 
Ancient souls, long slumbering, awaken to a realm haunted by echoes of castles and towers, consumed by lust, betrayal, and bloodshed. 
Amid the chaos, mysterious cards—relics of a bygone era—stir with untold power, weaving the threads of magic and fate. 
As the past and present collide, an inevitable doom looms on the horizon, drawing ever closer with each passing moment!

Knights and Magic Wand

The Long Spear Soldiers from Duwana formed a tight formation to meet the charge of the Wolfenhol Soldiers' spears, clashing blades resounded upon impact.


Within the dense forest of spears, there was no room to dodge or weave, and the deadly blades filling every gap were like two walls of death colliding with each other, rendering the martial skills of ordinary warriors meaningless.


The battle lines of the two armies tested each other's coordination, strength, and heavy equipment.


Waves of spear tips crashed against the shield wall as the Long Spear Soldiers, with great momentum, chopped at the enemy's armor, and the two distinctively colored formations of elite infantry instantly massacred each other.


The deafening war cries caused the melee fronts to heave with the boiling shouts of combat.


The Dog Trainers, while facing the enemy line, had already completely released the iron chains from their arms.


Chapter 128 The Battle of Longka IV (Entering the Battle Formation)