As the cavalry's one-use lances collided with the gnolls, explosive cracks rang out, followed by a series of breaking sounds.
The charge of the elite lancers threw the Half-Orcs into chaos. Their defensive line was forcibly breached. The lancers raised their steel blades, and the terrified Kobolds began fleeing in all directions.
Kobolds were nothing more than serfs in the Half-Orc army.
The elite lancers charged as though no one stood before them, their steel blades constantly reaping Kobold lives. Beating Kobolds really was as easy as beating dogs; the weapons of the Kobolds and Gnolls could not even harm the riders or their horses.
Henry, who was at the rear urging the Heavy Armor Infantry and private troops on both flanks to drive and force the serfs into a desperate charge, saw this and could not help feeling envious.
If he had several hundred elite lancers, he would dare to plunder all seventeen villages under Audoh, along with their hundreds of serf farms, orchards, and pastures.
At that moment, the Half-Orcs' Tiger-man commander attempted to organize a counterattack, but the elite lancers were too fast. The frontline Kobolds could not mount an effective response.
The charge of the elite lancers drove the Half-Orcs' first line into despair. They fell one after another, their blood staining the white snow red.
The devastating charge of the elite lancers and heavy cavalry greatly lifted the morale of the private troops following behind.
There were not many elite lancers and heavy cavalry. Lined up in a single row, they were just enough to break the formation. If there had been more, elite warriors would instead have been blocked by corpses and fallen to their deaths.
The Tiger-man commander clearly had not expected the humans' elite forces to be so abundant that they could