"SLAUGHTER THEM ALL! DON'T LET ANY OF THEM LEAVE THIS PLACE ALIVE!" As his horse galloped in the field of green, with 50 men behind him which he was given authority over, Isam shouted his order.
Whooosh! Whoosh! Whooosh! Whoosh! Whooosh! Whoosh! Whooosh! Whoosh!
Arrows flew in the sky, almost in a straight line, before cutting deep into the flesh of his horse and the horses of his men. Some were also hit by the arrows and fell to the ground. That was when Isam realized that there was a herd, a big herd of horse archers to his left, that shot those arrows at him.
Frigs sighed upon seeing this, "Come on, men! We need to help our reinforcement in this fight,"
The knights chuckled and laughed as they spurred their horses forward. While most of them were just about to transition from a trotting pace to cantering pace, one of the knights shouted to the others, "Look at that, a surprise from our enemies,"
