As the chess piece in Ren Jingchen's hand fell.
The lich swiftly relayed the latest combat orders to the Skeleton Cavalry units.
The highest commander of this combat division was a Death Warlord, while its mid- and high-ranking officers were Dread Knights.
Upon receiving their orders, the cavalry combat division immediately sprang into action, splitting into several groups and charging straight at the enemy cavalry left behind to hold the line.
The opposing orc cavalry force was there to cover the infantry's flank. They had little choice.
When the Skeleton Cavalry launched their attack, the orc deputy commander drew a deep breath and cast a lingering glance at the orc cavalrymen following him.
They were all elite warriors, all young men.
Then the deputy commander raised his lance high and roared:
"Charge! Show these skeleton racks what we're made of! Let them know who the real knights are!"
"Charge!!!"
For the orc cavalry, fighting the Skeleton Cavalry meant losing many of their combat options.
If their opponents had been living creatures, these orcs could even have fired arrows from horseback, using ranged volleys to wear down and harass the enemy.
But their enemies were all skeletons. Unless they struck the soul-fire in their skulls, even filling their entire bodies with arrows would do little real damage.
To deal with these Skeleton Cavalry, their only choice was close-quarters combat—to smash the skeletons apart with heavy weapons and grind their bones to dust beneath iron hooves.
The cavalry of both sides crashed together like several long dragons.
At the instant of impact, countless sprays of blood, shattered limbs, and broken bones erupted from the front lines.
Badly wounded orc cavalrymen screamed without end, while fallen Skeleton Cavalry remained silent.
With both their strength and numbers far inferior to the Skeleton Cavalry, the