In the whistling northern wind, the falling snow dyed the world a vast expanse of white.
An army of trolls was moving forward with great difficulty in the snow. The enormous and bloated army stretched for more than ten kilometers. From above, it looked like a black python was moving forward.
However, there were tiny "ants" around this giant python.
These ants were the Black Cavalry's sentries.
They were insignificant compared to the enormous army of trolls. It was as if the python could crush these ants to death with a casual movement of its body.
But the one who was truly nervous was the giant python.
Prince Okamoto narrowed his eyes as he sized up the Black Cavalry's sentries. His heart was filled with anxiety and even fear.
He didn't know that the Black Cavalry's sentries had appeared. Were they just Colin's eyes behind him out of habit, or was the Black Cavalry's main force nearby?
If the original plan had been carried out smoothly, the Black Cavalry should already be on their way to the Troll Kingdom. And he could have led his' hundred thousand army 'south to turn back and occupy the three forts along the snowy mountain range, completely cutting off the Black Cavalry's path of retreat.
But now, Prince Okamoto was somewhat uncertain.
Could it be that Colin had seen through this trap?
In his anxiety, Prince Okamoto sent out several groups of sentries in an attempt to scout the surrounding situation.
But the moment these sentries were sent out, it was like a clay ox entering the sea. They never returned, and there was no trace of them.
This situation left Prince Okamoto, who didn't have much experience in leading armies, somewhat dumbfounded.
Only now did he realize how great the difference between a real army and an armchair strategist was.
The young Southern Prince couldn't help but have a thought. Was he going to follow in his father's footsteps?
Two days quickly passed while Prince Okamoto was filled with doubts.
In these two days, the Black Cavalry's scouts surrounded the Giant Demon army. Whenever the Giant Demons tried to attack, they would immediately scatter. However, not long after, they would appear again. They were like flies that could not be chased away.
At first, the troll soldiers were very nervous, but as time passed, they seemed to have gotten used to the swarm of flies around them.
Anyway, these flies don't bite. So what if they follow?
However, on the third day, the Black Cavalry Sentinel Cavalry that had been following them from time to time suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The trolls couldn't get used to this.
The young Prince Okamoto didn't notice the danger at the first moment.
Fortunately, there were some experienced troll generals in the troll army. When they noticed the abnormal behavior of the Black Cavalry scouts, they immediately sent someone to report to Prince Okamoto, reminding him that the main force of the Black Cavalry would be arriving soon.
Only then did Prince Okamoto realize that the situation was far from good. He hurriedly ordered the troops to gather and prepare to face the enemy.
However, the reaction of this large and bloated troll army was despairingly slow.
It couldn't be helped. Prince Okamoto was leading a 'decoy army'. Most of them were newly recruited soldiers. It was impossible to expect them to react quickly on the battlefield.
However, the Black Cavalry wouldn't give the trolls any time to react.
When the snowflakes began to spread in the distance, the sound of hooves could be heard.
The troll generals felt the earth tremble and hurriedly shouted at the top of their lungs. They had the soldiers raise their shields and spears to protect the army.
Unfortunately, the troll army, which was made up of a large number of new troll soldiers, still revealed many fatal weaknesses before the battle. Their formations were not in order, and they lacked basic coordination. Chaos began to spread from the flanks of the troll army like a plague.
For a moment, all sorts of chaotic and panicked voices gathered together, causing the troll army to be unable to get into the rhythm of battle.
In truth, the most panicked person at this moment wasn't the troll soldiers, but the commander of the troll army — Prince Okamoto.
This Troll Demon Prince, who had once thought highly of himself and believed that he could also devise strategies on the battlefield and determine victory from a thousand miles away, was now panicking.
Calmness in the face of battle and calmness in command had all disappeared from Prince Okamoto's mind. The mental preparations he had made before the battle were of no use at all.
Prince Okamoto was at a loss when he heard all sorts of requests for orders.
At this moment, Prince Okamoto finally understood that he wasn't a qualified commander. Even his father, whom he had always looked down on, was probably much stronger than him.
Of course, this wasn't strange.
Prince Okamoto was indeed intelligent, and he was adept at scheming and plotting, but these weren't necessary conditions to determine victory on the battlefield.
In short, the troll army's performance in this sudden battle was indescribably terrible.
Fortunately, the troll army still had the advantage in numbers. The recruits didn't immediately collapse when they saw their endless comrades.
The Black Guards came quickly, accompanied by the thunder-like sound of horse hooves. Troop after troop of Black Armored Cavalry rode over.
But when they got close, they changed direction slightly and streaked past the troll army's flank.
The buzzing of bowstrings immediately sounded, and the rain of arrows was like a swarm of locusts that filled the sky, flying towards the trolls in a black mass.
"Raise your shields! Don't move! "
"Archers, get ready! Spear throwers, get ready! "
Voices rose and fell among the troll army, but they were quickly drowned out by the rumbling of hooves.
Arrows fell like rain, and the sound of flesh being pierced rang out. Swathes of troll soldiers fell to the ground, their screams endless.
There was no war of words, no scheming and no scheming.
The Black Cavalry used the most direct and violent method to open the curtains to the battle.
There was almost no pause in the wave of attacks.
Thousands of Black Cavalry formed several ranks, galloping past the troll army's flank. Arrows constantly rose into the sky, turning into a continuous spring rain that rained down on the troll army's heads.
The troll army also paid a heavy price for the chaos from before. They didn't raise their shields in time, and their shields weren't tight enough.
The troll soldiers gathered together were like wheat fields blown by a gust of wind, falling one by one. Blood flowed freely, dyeing the ground beneath their feet red.
After thousands of Black Cavalry galloped past, a clear red line was drawn across the troll army's flank. Countless corpses lay there, and the injured soldiers howled. The troll soldiers who were lucky enough to be unharmed gripped their shields tightly, trembling as they held them above their heads.
But this was only the beginning.
Once the curtains to the battle had been drawn, it wouldn't stop so easily.
The Black Cavalry's attack was meant to be a distraction. After all, Colin wasn't sure if this troll army that had returned from the south was really a diversion.
But after the short and cruel first clash, Colin was eighty percent sure that the last elite army of the troll empire wasn't here.
But he wasn't impatient.
In his opinion, the fate of this bloated and weak troll army was already decided.
The only thing he needed to pay attention to was how to take down the enemy with as few casualties as possible.
At this moment, the Black Cavalry had already circled back, and once again used the unique method of cavalry to quickly sweep past the troll army's flank, repeating everything that had happened before.
This scene was like a replay of the bloody battle on the icy plains a year ago.
Prince Okamoto looked at the Black Cavalry that were recklessly slaughtering the troll army. He racked his brains, but he couldn't find a way to break out of this situation. The endless screams in his ears made Prince Okamoto even more vexed.
What was worse was that the generals under him were looking at him with eyes full of distrust.
Thus, the angry Prince Okamoto gave a foolish order.
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