“Argh!” Soldiers from both sides continued to fall—one after the other—as they wailed miserably.

At that moment, the entire meadow was dyed crimson with blood!

Both sides had more than a hundred thousand soldiers; of course, the battle would be violent and tragic!

Monica’s face turned pale. She ran around on the battlefield; she only had one thing in her mind, and that was to escape the place! She did not want to die there!

She had not found Ambrose or Darryl. She could not die!

“Where did this woman come from? Die!”

One Westrington soldier on a horse made his way toward Monica. There was still blood on the long saber in his hands as he attacked Monica!

The two armies had engaged in a battle, and yet that woman had run around the battlefield. She was in the way, so he thought he should kill her instead!

“No…” When she saw the long saber come down on her, Monica’s mind went blank!

She could not avoid the attack!

Monica stood there, with reddened eyes, as she waited for