The sun was tilting slightly westward, and the scorching heat of noon had just dissipated.
The once silent Shadowy Forest was now quite bustling.
The charging cavalry rushed towards the scattered trolls fleeing in panic.
Like the wind, their steeds galloped; like chains, their long sabers swung.
In just a matter of dozens of breaths, the troll soldiers, offering no resistance, were completely hacked to pieces.
The cavaliers prepared for a fierce battle had not anticipated this at all.
These trolls were so easily defeated.
"Drive away their prey, and don't allow anything else to come close," she ordered.
"All troops are strictly forbidden to give chase. If these trolls want to flee, let them be!"
Angela, having returned via the Miniature Teleportation Array, was issuing orders to everyone. Her thought process was simple:
"Ensure that every soldier does not succumb to impulsive decisions or greed and cause unnecessary sacrifices."
