Great Breakthrough
"Creak!! Ouch!"
The heavy city gate of the inner city, pushed open with a screeching sound by several wounded soldiers pushing with all their might, slowly opened! The long-awaited sunlight shone in, illuminating the deadly road outside the gate that led down the mountain, littered with corpses and ruins!
"Carnford's cavalry!" Lyon took the lead, tightened the reins, and his warhorse reared up, letting out a loud neigh!
He raised his longsword high, and with all his might, unleashed a roar that had been suppressed for so long, like thunder. "Charge with me! For Lord Karl! For all the fallen heroes! Crush these fleeing barbarians! Kill!!!"
"Kill!!!" Thorsten roared, close behind!
"Kill!!!"
More than thirty cavalrymen responded in unison, their voices echoing across the fields! Despite their small numbers, at that moment, the momentum they displayed was like that of a thousand troops!
Iron hooves shattered bricks and stones, raising clouds of dust! The surviving Carnford cavalry, like tigers finally breaking free of their cages and pouncing on their prey, transformed into an unstoppable torrent of steel, surging forth from the wide-open city gates!
They skillfully maneuvered their warhorses, swiftly traversing familiar ruins and streets, stepping over obstacles and the remains of their comrades, and speeding across the suspension bridge that symbolized their steadfast commitment!
Along that narrow passageway, which bore witness to countless sacrifices, this cavalry spearhead, embodying Carnford's last hope, charged like lightning towards the fleeing, demoralized Sauron troops below, fueled by the flames of revenge and an unwavering belief in victory!
The defeated Sauron soldiers below the mountain had long lost their will to fight and were incapable of putting up any effective resistance.
Carnford's cavalry caught up with the fleeing soldiers as easily as cutting melons and vegetables. Their hooves trampled and swords flashed, creating a bloody storm!
The anger that had been building up for so long finally erupted at this moment!
Lyon and Thorsten's goal is very clear!
Instead of getting bogged down in chasing down stragglers, they led the main force of their cavalry, like a sharp sword, directly into the chaotic Sauron camp below the mountain!
Their target was the White Knights fighting fiercely to the southwest!
"Brothers of Fran City! The Carnford cavalry are here! Attack from both sides! Rout the barbarians!" Lyon shouted as he charged forward!
Meanwhile, on the southwest side of the Sauron camp at the foot of the mountain.
Knight Commander Laurent is leading the elite "North Wind Stud Farm" squad in a brutal tug-of-war with Svein's Bear Corps.
Although the knights of Fran City were formidable fighters, the Sauron, with their numerical advantage and ferocious fighting spirit, managed to hold them off.
As the number of casualties continued to rise, Laurent began to feel anxious.
Just then, a deafening battle cry suddenly erupted from the hillside on their flank!
A tattered yet stubbornly flying Carnford battle flag came into view!
Below the banner, dozens of garrison soldiers, as if they had returned from hell, led by a young general, charged into the chaotic flank of the Sauron like tigers descending from the mountain!
"It's the garrison of Carnford! They've launched their attack!" a Fran City knight shouted excitedly!
Laurent's spirits soared. He parried the Battle Axe of a Sauron centurion with his sword and laughed loudly, "Ha! Good! Brothers of Carnford! You've come at the right time! Brothers! Our allies have arrived! Follow me and charge! Join Lord Karl!"
"Kill!"
In an instant, the Carnford defenders and the Fran City reinforcements, like two sharp knives, attacked the retreating Sauron forces from above and below!
The Sauron were already demoralized and in a state of panic. Now, being attacked from both sides only made things worse. Their resistance quickly crumbled, and their rout turned into a real mass exodus!
Amidst the chaos, Lyon spotted the well-equipped and disciplined army of Fran City, and also saw the Knight Commander Laurent, surrounded by a crowd, covered in blood but with sharp eyes.
The two commanders' eyes met in mid-air, and they both saw admiration, relief, and the same resolute determination in each other's eyes!
Without exchanging any words, the two men almost simultaneously drew their swords, pointing them at their common enemy!
The Sauron soldier were completely stunned by this sudden attack from both inside and outside, their formation was thrown into chaos, and their defensive line was torn apart in an instant!
After paying a price, Lyon and Thorsten's Carnford cavalry finally joined forces with Sir Laurent's North Wind Squad amidst the chaos of battle!
"Fran City, Laurent!"
"Carnford, Lyon! This is Thorsten!"
"Thank you for the rescue! We fought side by side!"
"Kill!"
After a brief exchange of names, the two commanders clasped hands tightly!
The two armies, like two torrents of steel, finally managed to merge successfully!
Although their numbers were still far fewer than the retreating Sauron army, their high morale and perfect teamwork allowed them to unleash tremendous fighting power. Like herding sheep, they chased after the fleeing Sauron soldier, constantly expanding their gains!
Harald his warhorse and stood on a slightly elevated earthen slope, his cold eyes sweeping over the chaotic battlefield.
His mount snorted restlessly, its hooves pawing impatiently at the blood-soaked ground.
As far as the eye could see, the vast Sauron camp was in complete disarray.
Near the foot of Carnford Mountain, the battle flags of the Tiger Corps and Bear Corps were still faintly visible in the smoke, as they engaged in a brutal tug-of-war with the Goldspur army, with shouts of battle and the clash of weapons ringing out incessantly.
His elite troops were indeed fighting desperately, barely maintaining the battle line and preventing further enemy advances.
Further away, driven slaves and supply Supply Cart loaded with some grain and valuables were moving northwards in a chaotic manner under the shouts and whips of officers, but their speed was slow and their order was questionable.
His gaze passed over the battlefield and landed on Carnford Castle, which seemed to have been forged in blood and fire.
The flames on the city wall seemed to have died down, leaving only charred remains and wisps of green. The tattered flag still fluttered at the highest point.
"Karl von Schmidt ...you are still alive." Harald thought to himself with a cold sneer, a surge of emotion mixed with extreme resentment and humiliation rising within him.
Just a little bit more! Just one last bit more! He could have crushed this city and taken the head of that young Lord!
But now, everything has vanished.
That damned Friedrich charging into battle alone, Rochfort's surprise attack, and that mysterious and powerful mage Konrad... the three Schmidt brothers and the governor of the Northern Territory actually joined forces in this way to shatter his sure-fire victory.