On the night of January 9, Year 780 of the Imperial Calendar, a great red moon rose from behind a stretch of bare woodland. It glimmered with the blood-red reflections of war and fire, casting a hazy glow over the snow-covered ridges along both banks of the Gray Water River.
In the middle of the night, the Demon Race garrison stationed at Waga Ferry Crossing on the west bank of the Gray Water River felt the ground beneath them continuously shaking and sinking. Startled awake from their dreams, Demon Race soldiers leaped barefoot from their tents in panic and, unable to help themselves, screamed in terror together: "Gruxi!" (Help!)
Like ghosts suddenly appearing in the night, ten thousand heavily armored cavalrymen charged toward them in formation! The orderly, densely packed black-armored riders were like a wall of steel, like a mountain of blades and sea of swords crashing head-on. Their grim, dark wings spread silently outward, eerie and terrifying. The harsh, piercing thunder of hooves rolled toward them as they swept in like a whirlwind, crushing and destroying everything. Before that dreadful torrent of destruction, the Demon Race's fences, tents, houses, men, and horses crumbled like paper. Demon Race soldiers fleeing in all directions howled in deathly despair, only to be ground to dust beneath the steel flood...
The Sterling Legion had launched its counterattack against the Demon Race! Before dawn, ten thousand heavily armored cavalrymen seized Waga Ferry Crossing first, hacking several thousand panicked Demon Race soldiers to pieces. Then, beside the corpses they left behind, five pontoon bridges were thrown across the Gray Water River, and a powerful infantry force swiftly crossed the Far East's widest river. At dawn, Sterling's troops appeared unexpectedly beneath Pai City on the eastern bank of the Gray Water River.
Victory after victory