In the middle stretch of the funnel-shaped valley, Nalant and the others quickened their pace as they listened to the fierce sounds of battle ahead.
They swiftly passed through the forest ahead, and the scene within the valley came fully into view.
The moment they saw what was happening in the valley, everyone in Nalant's group revealed stunned expressions.
The battle there was simply too brutal!
Of the Onyx Principality's original force of more than fifteen hundred men, only a little over a thousand remained.
And those thousand-odd men had been trapped in a hollow by more than two thousand cavalrymen from the Northern Principality, suffering a savage assault.
Among the Northern Principality's force of over two thousand, nearly two hundred were Royal Knights.
Those two hundred Royal Knights were split into two groups. One group of a hundred stood ready, while the other led two hundred ordinary cavalrymen in fierce attacks against the Onyx Principality each time.
Every assault inflicted dozens, even over a hundred casualties upon the Onyx Principality.
At that moment, corpses already carpeted the ground before the Onyx Principality's formation, and blood flowed like a river.
And among those fallen cavalrymen, nearly all were ranger cavalry under the various earls or the king of the Onyx Principality.
Though they were not Title Knights, they faced their powerful enemy without the slightest fear, using their flesh and blood to defend the outermost line. Meanwhile, those noble descendants cowered behind the ranger cavalry.
Whenever the Northern Principality's cavalry attacked, these ranger cavalrymen used their ordinary flesh-and-blood bodies to withstand the crushing force of the Royal Knights.
Nalant, Stella, and the others were all deeply moved by the sight.
"Those bastards! Why aren't they going forward to fight alongside the ranger cavalry?" Boris's eyes reddened as he cursed the