Chapter 103: Traders
Aeryon rides his horse as he sauntered around his horse riders, looking at their faces
All of them seems bloodthirsty and fierce.
"You could not tame such wild wolves. And you should not take it. A wolf that has been tamed is no longer a wolf." He mutters as he look at his people.
Even though the war itself seems to shroud a dark shadow, there was also a sense of unity being formed.
These warriors, bound by blood and loyalty, were prepared to face the perils ahead.
"Today, we shall ride with the fury of the tempest and strike with the precision of the falcon’s talon.
Let our war cries echo across the plains, reaching the blue heavens themselves. Let the enemy tremble before our might. We are the storm that consumes all in its path, the thunder that shatters the enemy’s resolve, and the fire that purges their lands.
Today, we shall carve our names into the annals of history of the Great Steppe. Let the Skyfather and Earth Mother bear witness to our might! Charge forth, with hearts ablaze and weapons unsheathed, for glory, for victory, and for our eternal legacy!
Ride, my brethren, ride to victory!"
And the entire crowd roared
As the final orders were issued, the warriors readied themselves, their hearts beating in anticipation.