The thundery sound of galloping hooves approached like a rolling storm. The flags of the Blood Knight Army came clearly into view.
The front formation of the Troll army was still far from being ready.
The disadvantage of the Troll army's inadequate combat power was evident at this very moment.
A makeshift army, how could it possibly withstand the sharp forces of the North's leading iron cavalry?
Prince Abbas gazed at the cavalry formation sweeping over like a vast wave, his eyes filled with despair as he closed them.
All is lost.
God of War, have you truly forsaken the Troll Clan?
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Colin, riding on his horse, looked disdainfully at the Troll army from a distance.
In fact, the Blood Knight Army had detected the traces of the Troll army two days ago, but he didn't immediately launch an attack, instead following from a distance.
