The battlefield was chaotic with the cries of dying soldiers. Amara led her Farus soldiers with fierce determination and began chopping down the spear soldiers who pierced their front wall in needle formation.
The soldiers around her followed her lead, their spirits rised by her bravery. The ten thousand Taurus soldiers who had penetrated their shield wall were falling like wheat before the scythe.
The outer shield wall had been secured, and there was a fleeting sense of hope among the Farus troops. They believed they could hold back the Taurus family's trap until evening. But suddenly, a sharp command from the Taurus family patriarch shattered their confidence.
"Archers! Rain arrows over the enemy!" Ryon bellowed from his elevated position. His voice carried over the din of battle, resolute and unyielding. He was willing to sacrifice his own soldiers if it meant decimating the Farus army.