88 Cavalry Charge (1/2)
”Huff-huff-huff…” Short breaths continued to escape my lips as we rode closer and closer toward our destination. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
Around me, the surrounding landscape and soldiers in their blue gear were like blurs that were quickly replaced by the oncoming rush of gray-clad fairies and their sharp shadowblades. Still, I urged Myth Chaser forward in the hopes that we would reach our targets before they were prepared.
”We've got this, buddy... Just keep running forward. I'll get rid of anything that comes your way,” I whispered assuredly to my mount.
I couldn't see them as I was leading the charge, but the sound of hooves stomping through the wet, blood-soaked earth behind me was comforting. Partly because I was about to engage an enemy unit that was brazen enough to call themselves immortals, but mostly because I was racing through a blood-soaked field. One could only imagine the kind of horrors that made the verdant greens soaked in crimson.
As we crossed into the vanguard's forward positions, the sounds of clashing steel grated on my nerves. And as if that wasn't enough to make my muscles tense, there was also the scent of blood that got much stronger as we passed through piles of dead bodies.
”Man, it stinks so bad,” I whispered to no one in particular.
”Focus, Dean,” Aura replied from my left. She and Starlight kept pace with me and Myth Chaser. ”We have company!”
From the corner of my eye, I watched Aura raise her Hearthwood staff forward with one hand while the other held tight on Starlight's reins. A firebolt shot out of the red orb on the tip of the staff and struck the unsuspecting swifthart-riding elf who'd crossed our paths too early.
His companion, the hobgoblin whose eyes widened at the sight of his ally getting blasted off his swifthart, had only a second to react before my falchion's shadowblade slid neatly into his neck.
I didn't wait for his body to drop. I urged Myth Chaser to ride on. We were in the thick of it now, and the enemies had begun to surround us on our left and right.
”Weapons ready!” I yelled.
There was the soft buzzing sound that accompanied the awakening of shadowblades. It was quickly followed by Xanthor's encouraging words of, ”Go fast! Go furious!”
While I thought about my centaur companion referencing a Mudgardian movie franchise, the rest of the centaur cavalry went to work skewering any Magesong soldier foolish enough to try and stop our charge. And there were more than a few people got run over like roadkill on asphalt.
We were unstoppable. Although Aura and I had little to do but guide the cavalry through the weakest points in the enemy's line.
Wait, how was I able to achieve this in all the chaos surrounding us, you ask? I thought it would be obvious by now.