THAGHIT Camp
"Your Grace, The main troops of the Manrast army are located thirty miles away from here, they have chosen a small village as their camp, the village is close to the river and has excellent access to the main roads and paths, there are almost eighty thousands men in their army, ten thousands of them are cavalry, five thousand archers while the rest are infantry, their main weapons are swords but they are also known to be good with spears, they have brought enough supplies for the next two months and even secured a safe path to get more from the nearby towns and villages, the magistrates of those towns were given orders to prepare wagons filled with goods and wait for the orders to send them, As for the time of the attack, We don't know yet, they appear to be waiting for something." The young shadow demon informed Henry, taking advantage of the thick forest that bordered the camping village to sneak closer without being notices.
'This is real!'‘It is happening!’‘It is really happening!’Young Ezra heard himself muttering panickily as he ran alongside the rest of the Manrast soldiers to clash with the oblivious Taghit army, and until that particular moment when his trembling legs were carrying him, following the flow of screaming men in armors, he didn’t believe that he was going to fight, kill, or be killed.He was no soldier! He was no killer! And he had nothing to do with this war! This wasn’t his place nor the place he wanted to be, and while he ran almost absentmindedly, his life was flashing in front of his eyes, like those plays he used to see in the capital’s market when he was a child, the ones he was never fortunate enough to attend and watch until the very end, not when he was the son of a poor blacksmith who would spend his every penny on ail, those plays were a luxury l
Prince Ramez wanted so bad to close his eyes, rub them and open them again, so maybe the unbelievable scene he was seeing would change, but he couldn’t, he didn’t even manage to get himself to blink as he watched his forces being wiped down, exterminated.His eyes which were filled with confidence were then filled with terror, he didn’t understand what truly happened, not an hour ago, he was the one with the upper hand, the Taghit king was fleeing away like a dog with his tail between his legs, his armies were scattered all over the camp, his archers were shooting at the Manrast troops aimlessly, but right in the next second, the earth cracked, ice spikes emerged from under the ground, bordering the Taghit front line, demon wolves showed up from the forest and the scattered soldiers aligned themselves into perfect formations, led by non-other than the Yoren lad.Was it a trap all along? Ramez asked himself, was he so carele
As he flied back to his friend’s camp, the shadows’ lord thought about the whole plan, it was rather sneaky and even devilish, to keep the Two kingdom's armies busy on the borders while the demons invade their capitals, the battle at the borders was an inevitable one, for the sake of the usurped villages and lands, and to send a strong message to the other human kingdoms wanting to follow Manrast and Katara's lead, Especially that one called Buskeen, which had borders with the fire edge, and which they still needed to deal with yet.Eren didn’t think twice before aiding his friend, for he believed that it was his way for redeeming some of his mistakes, by making the world a better place before time came to leave it and hopefully, join his fair lady in the afterlife, he believed the human king and the ice queen would do great in ruling over the humans and demons, they both had not just the strength but the right amount of empathy, he believed in them and for
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