Steel and Sorrow: Rise of the Mercenary king

Chapter 236: Battle of the herding plains(2)

Chapter 236: Battle of the herding plains(2)

Egil stood with one foot braced against the saddle, the other steady in the stirrup, surveying the battlefield with a calm, practiced eye. In the distance, he spotted the ominous shimmer of the enemy's heavy cavalry advancing, their polished armor and lance tips gleaming like silver under the midday sun.Arrogant in their charge as they could be, he sighed, and got ready for the showdown

"Alright, boys," he shouted, his voice cutting through the sounds of clashing metal and battle cries from his left, "it's time to go. Let's show them what we're made of!"

In a single motion, Egil swung fully into the saddle, and his men did the same. They kicked their horses into motion, surging forward across the plain. The open land gave them a clear view of the chaos unfurling across the battlefield: the enemy infantry pushing forward in ragged lines, the smoke of distant fires rising, and, just in time, he saw Alpheo's artillery boulders crashing down upon the Herculeian infantry, scattering men and shattering ranks.

Egil let out a bark of laughter at the brutal sight, but his amusement quickly faded as his gaze sharpened, focusing on the task ahead. He knew how much Alpheo was counting on him today—every movement, every charge would need to be exact if they were to survive this outnumbered battle.

Egil and his 150 light riders thundered across the open plain, the wind whipping through their faces, hooves pounding in rhythm as they charged toward the enemy's formidable heavy cavalry. Across the field, the enemy horsemen loomed like an iron wall—nearly two hundred strong, a column of armored knights eager to clash, their lances lowered, glinting like steel spikes.

As they closed the distance, Egil raised his sword high above his head, his eyes narrowed with focus. Then, in one swift motion, he lifted himself into his stirrups, balancing with ease even as his horse galloped at full speed. The enemy line was close enough now that he could see their helmets.