The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea novel Chapter 763

Chapter 763 

Round them up? 

What a strange choice of words. 

In Florence, the phrase was usually used for livestock. 

“Sure thing!” 

Noir grinned and produced an extremely long rope to tie the leaders together, then followed Andrius. 

At this point, the Allied Forces‘ headquarters was completely empty. 

Not long after, the officers, who had not gained any advantage on the battlefield, returned to headquarters, ready to inquire about the next course of action from the leaders and how to proceed. 

However, when they entered, they found that their headquarters had been infiltrated at some point! 

“This is…” 

“Oh no!” 

“All 30–over leaders were all captured…” 

“We can’t continue fighting anymore!” 

“It’s over…” 

The officers looked at each other in dismay when they viewed the surveillance footage. 

With the leaders of the Western Nations apprehended, there was no more suspense left in the upcoming battles. 

The Allied Forces were in complete disarray. Millions of troops were routed by the formidable Lycantroops, leaving them unsure how to retaliate. 

A few dozen Lycantroops chased hundreds of Allied Forces, shouting, “You bastards not only refused to surrender but also dared to fight back!” 

Hundreds of Lycantroops surrounded thousands of Allied Forces, calling out, “You’re surrounded. Lay down your weapons and surrender, or we’ll shoot!” 

One after another, miraculous scenes unfolded on the battlefield. 

In just a few short hours, countless Allied Forces were annihilated by the Lycantroops. 

It was to the point that whether in small groups or larger ones, whenever the Allied Forces heard the slightest movement, they thought the Lycantroops were attacking and scrambled to flee. 

Some soldiers who were pissing when they heard the Lycantroops were coming quickly hid their tools inside their pants and ran while urinating. 

Some gathered in groups to avoid being picked off by the Lycantroops and ended up trampling each other in a panic when they heard the Lycantroops were approaching. 

Some saw figures and opened fire wildly after mistaking them for enemies, resulting in friendly fire. 

They feared their own shadows and overreacted to every sound. 

Half a day later, all the lost territory had been reclaimed. 

The mighty Western Nations Allied Forces army of five million, with its imposing momentum, was reduced to nothing more than a pile of flesh on the battlefield and prisoners in the camps. 

Occasionally there were a few lucky enough to escape the Western border. 

However, their numbers were inconsequential. 

The Second War God was stationed 50 kilometers outside of Yatburg. 

He estimated that the Allied Forces and the Lycantroops must be fairly evenly matched now and immediately ordered, “All troops, listen up! 

“We’ll march into the Western territories, vanquish the enemies, reclaim the lost land, and establish our achievements.”