Chapter 246: The OJP Sect Master (1)
I could guarantee that this war wasn’t like anything I had ever seen before.
“Nyahahaha! Attack! Tear apart everything that comes your way and throw it away as fodder!”
“Yeaaaah! Follow General Dancing Sword!”
Even before the light of the dawn could wash over them, the Skians ran across the cold ground. Cavalry was unnecessary because their size was enough to turn them into the embodiment of violence. When they sprinted with their horns pointed forward, they were no different from charging while on horseback.
“Charge! Charge!”
“Slice off those cocky pigs’ bellies!”
The Skians ran forward, covering the horizon with a cloud of dust. Each one of them became a horse with iron armor and galloped across the battlefield, where the mountain peak that Uburka had thrown was left like a decoration.
The Terras were quiet and calm. Like moles hiding in the ground, they didn’t make a sound even while thousands of Skians charged at them. Although some of the young Terra warriors couldn’t stop their fingers from trembling, no one reprimanded them for their inexperience.
“Are you all ready?” Kersombok asked. The molars peeking out from his beard were gleaming sharply, just like his eyes.
“Yes.”
“Fully prepared, Chairman.”