Henry's army was like a pack of hungry wolves, their eyes fixed only on their prey.
Their expert group tactics and flawless teamwork split the enemy formation into sections, which they then destroyed one by one.
The enemy soldiers had originally thought their numerical superiority would allow them to easily overwhelm Henry's army, but now they realized they were wrong.
The Grassland Riders and Grassland Warriors were like ghosts, weaving through the enemy ranks. Every appearance was accompanied by the enemy's screams and chaos.
Their Riding Spears and lances left countless marks on the enemy shields, and each charge shattered the enemy's formation even further.
The spears and swords in the hands of the infantry became the enemy's nightmare. They pushed forward relentlessly, using their shields to block attacks and their spears to pierce the enemy's line of defense.
