Christmas is coming and the war is still going on.
Overall, the Wolf family had absolute advantages in terms of equipment, manpower and scale. If there had not been a large number of trenches, Innsbruck would have fallen long ago.
Unlike the overall decline, Innsbruck was very active in the local war. A foreign mercenary group named "Blue Sword" made great achievements on the battlefield and saved many local encounters that would have resulted in a major defeat.
In the Wolf family, there was also a rumor about a legendary enemy team active on the battlefield. Since most (even all in some versions) of the people who had seen them were dead, the Wolf Army unanimously called this team:
Wolfhound (Wolfshund).
"What exactly is a wolfhound?" asked the White Wolf Swordsman stationed in the trench.
"It seems to be the hound from Britannia." Another White Wolf Swordsman explained, "It is said to be the largest hound in the world. When fully grown, its height reaches the belly of an adult man and it weighs up to 121 pounds (55 kg). Hounds are usually used for warning and sentinel purposes, but wolfhounds of this size can actually hunt down wolves."
"Legend has it that the fur of this dog is like gray-black coal, and its eyes are as bright as fire in the middle of the night. They are spiritual animals, possessing the power of purgatory, fearless, and not afraid of pain. They can rush into a pack of wild wolves alone, bite the wolf king to death and tear off his head."
"People there raise these wolfhounds to guard their homes at night. Often, the owners sleep peacefully at night, and when they wake up the next day, they find the yard is littered with the corpses of wolves that tried to sneak in last night."
"This name is really unlucky." The White Wolf Swordsman who asked the question earlier complained, "Why do we give our enemies such nicknames?"
"Because that team is also very mysterious. All those who have encountered them have died." Another White Wolf Swordsman shrugged. "Only one sniper survived. It is said that he was several hundred meters away and only had time to fire one shot. The bullet from the other side pierced his shoulder blade."
"Although he retreated in time and escaped alive, he could no longer lift a sniper rifle. The only valuable information he brought was that the enemy team had only about ten people, and most of them were women."
"A female wolfhound, quite powerful." A certain white wolf swordsman laughed obscenely.
"Oh, when you meet them on the battlefield, you won't think so." Another White Wolf Swordsman said, "In short, everyone hopes not to meet these people on the battlefield. The more exaggerated the opponent's name and record, the more likely the superiors will pay attention to them and send people out to eliminate them sooner."
"That's what we call building momentum." The companions nodded and said, "That makes sense. If the enemy is not really difficult to deal with, who would be willing to enhance the enemy's prestige?"
"I just hope this battle will be over soon." The wretched White Wolf Swordsman sighed, "After this battle, I will go back home to get married."
"Your hometown is Milan, right?"
"Yes, my fiancée's name is Clary." The White Wolf Swordsman took out the pendant from his collar and showed the photo inside to his comrades. "She is my beloved. She gave me this pendant personally before leaving. As long as I carry it, bullets on the battlefield will not be able to hit me."