The Legendary Soldier Novels & Stories

She's very tired too but still holding on. "They are no longer your father's soldiers, Princess. They are now the soldiers of your traito—" He could no longer continue to speak when suddenly an arrow pierced his chest. As a result, he stopped walking and suddenly knelt on the ground as blood dripped from his mouth and from the wounds on his chest. "Eunuch Eli! Stand up! We will run away. We will survive and escape together," Princess Amayah cried. She grabbed him by his shoulder and force him to stand up.

Alexia Skylar Hale To be honest, killing was easy for me. Showing no emotions and killing them, the enemies. Here i go again, killing for my father. Its my job as li fantasma or as in english, “The ghost,” but as Alexia Skylar Hale, im known to be work along side my father, in the company, of course.

They then stood before the soldiers. Lucian looked into their eyes with courage, spirit, and trust in his eyes. "All my brothers! We are all standing here together! We will go to war! We will fight for our loved ones. We will fight for our land. We will fight for ourselves. We will win this battle! Show it to our enemy. We are strong and can't defeat. We will send them all to hell!" he said in a loud voice.

S-Sophie is one of the legendary goddesses? "So did Sophie survive because she was half a vampire?" Clarence asked. "Yes, but it is also possible because she was a legendary goddess. Because one of the powers of the legendary goddess is immortality. " So the king said. When a creature is a legendary goddess, it means you are higher than the Queen of Goddesses. When you are a legendary goddess, it means you are the GODDESS OF ALL GODDESSES. "So it means that Sophie is the woman referred to in the prophecy? A half-vampire and half-wizard. The first legendary goddess who was a half-vampire and half wizard, and she was also the strongest of all legendary goddesses in the world." I asked, and the

Drake held his head trying to calm the raging anger he was feeling, “Alright, but I need some time to cool down. What are you doing here anyway?” Alexis smiled at Drake, “We decided to help you and Angel any way we can. We’ve gotten some people together to help you all. We’ve all heard the stories of your and Angel’s heroic deeds. You all can come out now! He’s okay now!” Just then more people came out of the bushes. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” Drake nods at them, “Okay everyone! Let's go into town and get supplies; we head out at dawn.” Everyone leaves to go get supplies for the long trip. Drake then grabs the dead soldiers and reads their last few days of life. Then he

They were the epitome of warrior grace—strikingly handsome, eyes filled with determination, their very presence like iron, unyielding and righteous. Those were the commanders of the Western Region's other three legions: Phoenix, Sabertooth, and Carbonemys. Each commander of the Western Region's four great legions had their distinct style. Dragon: The epitome of maturity and stability, with a decisive edge. Phoenix: A man of few words but swift and forceful in action. Sabertooth: Rough around the edges, fiercely spirited, always ready for a brawl. Carbonemys: Wild and free, with a deep-seated hatred for evil.

He trained day and night. He went to the battlefield. He climbed the ranks by crossing over the bodies of his enemies. For the past ten years, he was highly regarded in the military. And just a year ago, his battle shocked the world. He became a legend. He was appointed the Black Dragon, one of the five commanders of Sol, and stood at the pinnacle of power. It was recognition of his military career by the higher-ups. He had pacified the Southern Plains and the world with a single battle!

I informed them. “Then I’d rather keep my mouth sealed and die with dignity,” the soldier who hadn’t said anything since finally spoke. I smirked as my eyes roved over to the other soldier. Even though he looked terrified, he didn’t say a thing. He was going to follow the lead of the first soldier. “How very loyal. She must be lucky to have you, even though it was only for a short time,” I said as I turned around and let them go. As they fell to the ground, they let out sickening screams that followed the thuds of their bodies on the ground.

Am I to be sold? As I thought about these, I felt light and free. I was on a horse, charging into battle. I was holding a large sword, a large armor strapped around my body, and a quiver with arrows was tied to my back. There were shouts everywhere as other people, dressed in the same way I was, charged forward towards the enemy. I saw that there was no one in particular I was fighting but men fell from their horses as I charged towards them. And when my arrows were finished, I released my wolf, who tore limbs from limbs and wreaked havoc. Then my head hit something hard and as I opened my eyes, there were men in hoods all around me.

The blade in my hands slices through air with the sound of purpose. I pivot hard, digging my heel into the packed earth as I bring the sword around. Muscle memory guides the arc, but it’s more than that. My body remembers the weight of command. The honor in discipline. I wasn’t just a soldier. I was High Commander of the King’s Legion. Darius’s sword and shield when diplomacy failed. And though the curse silenced our battalions and fractured the land that once thrived beneath our boots, I have not let myself forget.