Hudson didn't pay attention to the two thousand wolf cavalry that circled around their formation, his target was already set on the enemy's big camp.
During the recent battle, the enemy's commander-in-chief had already led the remaining cavalry and charged towards them.
However, seeing that his own cavalry was defeated so quickly, he hesitated and couldn't help but slow down.
"Follow me for a strike, and capture the enemy's Commander alive!"
Hudson immediately gave the order.
The victory had come too easily, and in this moment, the fake elite had turned into the real elite.
A single charge had destroyed a wolf cavalry thousand team, and the morale of the army was entirely uplifted in this moment.
The thought that the Orcs were nothing more than this that had now been ingrained in their minds.
The transformation in spirit was reflected in actions, it made everyone even more confident.
"Belsden, find a way to take down the enemy's Marshal's banner for me."
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