Chapter 362: Chrysanthemum War II (3)
The sound of bugles rang out noisily throughout the enemy encampment.
They probably didn’t expect us to cross the river without making any preparations whatsoever. They most likely intended to wait and observe our course of action. However, Laura, along with twelve mercenary captains, instantly came rushing forward with three hundred cavalrymen following right behind them.
I smiled wryly.
“There’s no stopping that girl. Let’s see, shall I follow after them?”
I pulled on the reins of my horse. My warhorse let out a snort as it moved forward. This was the excellent steed with a black mane that Barbatos had gifted me. There was honestly nothing impressive about my horsemanship, but my steed could cross a thin river like this as if it were a road of dirt.
Hundreds of cavalrymen crossed the river at the same time.
It was quite the sight.
The sprays of water sparkled in every direction, creating a symphony of splashes that echoed around us. Above, the golden rays of the evening sun cascaded down from the Alps, casting a radiant curtain of light over the scene. The glistening water droplets danced in the sunlight, shimmering like curtains of their own and adding to the breathtaking beauty of the moment.
“Your Highness Duchess, it is dangerous! Please retreat!”