In the howling northern wind, a flurry of heavy snow turned the landscape into a vast expanse of white.
An army of trolls was struggling to move forward in the snow. The massive and bloated military formation stretched for over ten kilometers, resembling a giant black serpent writhing forward when viewed from above.
However, around this giant serpent, there were numerous tiny "ants".
These "ants" were indeed the scout cavalry of the Dark Cavalry.
Compared to the massive Troll Army, they seemed insignificant, as if the giant serpent could crush these ants to death by merely shifting its body.
However, at this moment, it was the giant serpent that felt the real tension.
Prince Okamoto squinted, observing the Dark Cavalry's scout cavalry that seemed as annoying as thorns in his flesh, feeling anxiety, even fear, in his heart.