The Imbecile Lord Is Married to Five Beautiful Goddess-Novel

Alex knew he couldn't stop and he couldn't afford a moment of carelessness here.

By pushing everything in the front, he was setting an example for the soldiers of Kinley while on the other side, he was trying to evoke fear in the minds of the soldiers of Arkham.

He wants to break their minds due to a sense of hopelessness and fear while showing his domination and superiority as a warrior.

That's why even though he was surrounded, he didn't fall back or wait for his troops to catch on. He needs to make a path for his troops and make a path for them to follow.

And that wasn't the end of it, Alex's soldiers were also different from normal soldiers. They were also in a league of monsters of their own.

Even before a huge mass of enemies, they were utterly unfazed and following Alex's example, they showed the other side the true meaning of terror.

Max who led the onslaught swung the huge axe and along with the overwhelming force of his swings, anything that came into his radius was cut into half.

The enemies tried to stab their spears at Max from afar but as soon as the tip of the spear touched the axe, the spear either split or burst into pieces.

The pieces of weapons hitting the axe exploded and were sent back flying towards the user which was enough to injure them.

Even the members of the battalions who followed Max were keeping a safe distance of ten metres away from him as they feared that this madman might kill them for real.

Meanwhile, Aeon was following Alex's footsteps and making his way gracefully. He had always observed Alex's swordsmanship.

He couldn't replicate the destructiveness or the sharpness that Alex's sword exuded when he went rampage but he tried to minimise his movements as much as possible while trying to be precise and efficient.

A Swordsman can either go against the flow which comes out as a force of destructiveness or go with the flow which means gentle, short and precise.

But Aeon was startled to see Alex changing the sword's forms according to his will.

It is said that the sword's form generally depicts a person's nature. Destructiveness shows that a person tends to be violent while others show the person to be gentle and calm.

Since Aeon wasn't meant for destructiveness, he had tried to go with the flow using strokes gently and precisely.

His sword strikes were swift and deadly which could deal lethal damage at close range.

Most of the enemies around him weren't able to notice his swings and could only notice the afterimages of his hands and before he could react they were taken down.

Along with Alex's men, almost 1100 men were able to follow him here and each of them was cut above the rest after all they were able to follow Alex's hellish training for a month.

Their dead spirits had been ignited and they were now reborn. Alex's training aimed for the core and strengthened the foundation and each of their strengths had grown explosively.

They didn't know how much stronger they had become but after fighting the enemy soldiers, they too were shocked.

Each of them could at least take on 2-3 enemy soldiers without shedding a single sweat.

The soldiers of Kinley who were fleeing in fear and those who were struggling could finally see a ray of light and started to support everyone.

Alex and his men had directly affected the morale of more than 5000 soldiers who pounced on the enemies hungrily.

"Go back or die."

At that time no one knew who started the slogan but soon like hymns of prayer, the sentence started to ring around throughout the place.

The enemies started to get chill as the ground vibrated as the Kinley's soldiers tried to fight back.

Near the gates, the 2000 men who had tried to defend themselves and being surrounded were already reduced to 700 but still, their eyes were burning.

They didn't speak any words but they were conveying with their actions that as long as they were alive, they would fight irrespective of the result.

They were not cowards who ran away like a cat.

They will give their all to kill as much as they can.

Within an hour of Alex's arrival, the 800 men of the reserve unit had taken the lives of more than 3000 men while the others were already lined up securing the place behind.

The entire atmosphere of the battlefield slowly started to change.

From afar, Arkham's commander was continuously watching the battle while keeping notes of the entire situation.

Duke Sheldon was Arkham's commander and was in charge of attacking the First Defence line.

He was ordered to conquer the First Defense line but since it fell so soon, it left a bad taste so dividing the troops into halves, he decided to take down the Second Defense line.

Currently, 13,000 men are attacking it while 9000 are standing near the gates. He was sure of victory as soon as the gates fell but even after two and a half hours, he still hadn't seen the result.

"Just what are the bastards doing?"

"Tell them to stop playing around and finish things."

They hadn't used much of their force yet and this much was enough to bring down the place but if these fools kept on delaying anything bad might happen.

At one time, a messenger appeared with a pale face.

"What happened?" Duke Sheldon asked.

"Commander, the situation had changed. We are getting pushed back. They are making their way towards the gates. Soon, we will lose our foothold."

"What!!" He screamed and his eyes almost popped out of his sockets.

"I have noticed a legendary rank woman. Is she taking the charge?"

The messenger shook his head and his whole body trembled as he just came after witnessing the scene.

"She hadn't engaged till now and she is just staying at the back to clear the leftover after Kinley forces are regaining the ground."

"Then who is that bastard who popped out of nowhere."

Before he could get an answer, he heard loud shrieks and he witnessed a strange scene.

The soldiers who were supposed to head further in were now running back with fear.

Some tried to remain but they were also pushed back.

"Ack!!"

"Save me!"

"Please save me from the clutches of the Demon."

At that time the messenger spoke, "Commander he is the Fifth Prince of Kinley who had been disowned."

"What!"

"I heard that he had become normal and just started training and entered the academy so what he is doing here."Duke Sheldon spoke with a frown.

Behind him, the two legendary Knights were also thinking about the same thing.

"What is he doing here?"

As Duke Sheldon narrowed his eyes, he finally caught a glimpse of the man who was charging forward alone.

Suddenly, his gaze met with the man whose eyes flashed with a red light and an evil crooked smile appeared on his face which sent a chill down his spine.

It was as if he was answering his previous question.

Slaughtering.....I am slaughtering your men.

And you are going to be next.