However, upon arriving at the battlefield in person, Austin felt a sense of confusion.
Clearly, the command center of the allied forces was in the center area, still some distance away from here, and there wasn't any role like a supervisor overseeing the attacking army.
But why, as the cannon fodder, was the army still so valiantly unyielding?
"Clearly there's no one supervising, so why are those beastmen and monster armies so dedicated?"
Austin found it very strange that the beastmen and monster armies, unafraid of death and advancing over the mountains of their comrades' corpses, would act in such a manner.
He narrowed his eyes, continuously scanning the battlefield.
Before long, he finally discovered the hint.
It was the sound!
In the air, a strange horn sound resonated.
It was the peculiar sound of a horn coming from the center of the battle line.
That horn sound seemed to have an unknown magic power, stirring up the bloodthirsty power within creatures.
