Fierce Battle, Picking Up Speed

On the east bank of the Blackwater River, a broad, fertile riverside meadow stretched before them like a green ocean, brimming with life.

Amid this tranquil and peaceful scene, a plump wild rabbit with brownish-yellow fur leisurely chewed on the tender, juicy grass.

However, just as it was savoring its meal, it suddenly froze, lifted its head warily, and stared straight south, as though it had sensed something unusual.

Gradually, the once-still ground began to tremble faintly, the vibrations steadily growing stronger.

This strange phenomenon was not limited to the ground; even the river water was affected, rippling with fine waves.

As the tremors intensified, the rabbit seemed to sense impending danger. Without hesitation, it sprang onto all fours and shot north like an arrow released from its bow.

Unfortunately, its luck did not last. Just as the rabbit fled desperately, an immense shadow that blotted out the sky descended from above, enveloping its tiny body like a mountain crushing an egg.

In an instant, an irresistible force seized it tightly—it was a gigantic eagle, mighty and majestic, appearing in the sky.

The eagle gripped the rabbit firmly in its razor-sharp talons, spread its wings, and flew south.

Before long, the giant eagle spotted a vast Cavalry force galloping along the eastern bank of the river in the distance.

The Cavalry force was enormous and imposing. The thunder of hooves echoed through the sky, kicking up dust that filled the air.

After circling several times in the air, the giant eagle let out a sharp, piercing cry that rang between heaven and earth.

Then, the enormous eagle swiftly folded its broad wings and dove toward the ground at an astonishing speed like a blazing meteor.

When it was only twenty meters above the ground, it suddenly spread its powerful wings,