Three hundred Armored Knights formed the spearhead of the charge.
The leading knights were also empowered by enhancement sorcery cast by Charles.
Their charge surged like mountains toppling and seas overturning.
The orcs raised their shields in defense, but they were utterly useless against a charge of this magnitude.
The knights did not charge the orcs head-on, but struck at their flank.
The defenses there had already been rather weak, and now they faced the even greater impact of the Armored Knights.
Rumble!!
Aaargh!
The Armored Knights' charge plowed a bloody path straight through the enemy infantry lines.
The knights at the front wielded extra-long lances, piercing straight through the orc soldiers in their way.
The magical warhorses struck with tremendous force. Once they built up speed, they could even ram enemy soldiers to death outright.
The Armored Knights' great spearhead formation was further divided into three or four smaller formations.
When the first spearhead formation slowed due to the charge,
the second spearhead formation following behind had already accelerated and slammed fiercely into the enemy lines once more.
Everywhere they passed, there were severed limbs and mangled pieces of orcs.
Blood gushed from wounds, and the mist of blood nearly dyed this stretch of sky red. The air was filled with the anguished howls of orcs.
The orc soldiers at the front were smashed to death outright. Seeing this, those behind them wished their parents had given them two more legs to run away with.
Following behind the Armored Knights were as many as fifteen hundred ordinary cavalrymen.
They abandoned their bows, choosing lances and long blades instead.
They followed behind the Armored Knights.
Some orc soldiers who had luckily escaped being crushed beneath the Armored Knights' charge had not even had time to catch their breath.
They looked