Chapitre 239: Battle of the herding plains(2)

Egil stood with one foot braced against the saddle, the other steady in the stirrup, surveying the battlefield with a calm, practiced eye. In the distance, he spotted the ominous shimmer of the enemy's heavy cavalry advancing, their polished armor and lance tips gleaming like silver under the midday sun.Arrogant in their charge as they could be, he sighed, and got ready for the showdown

"Alright, boys," he shouted, his voice cutting through the sounds of clashing metal and battle cries from his left, "it's time to go. Let's show them what we're made of!"