Woosh!

Oran stood at the front of the knights. He only saw a flash of light heading towards him under the dark red glow of the sunset.

“Hmm!”

Oran instinctively abandoned his saddle with a short gasp and jumped as his vision filled with light. At the same time, the surprised horse reared on its hindlegs. An unfamiliar, bizarre sound resounded, and hot liquid poured over Oran.

“Ugh!”

After rolling several times on the ground, Oran hurriedly took off his helmet and raised his face. The horse he had been riding on until moments ago was sprouting blood with its chest crushed.

But the nightmare was just beginning.

Thud! Khwaa!

The giant steel mace was performing the dance of death. Whenever Karuta’s steel mace moved in a flash of light, horses and knights were helplessly crushed under the orc’s might. The narrow road was rather detrimental as the horses and the knights were tightly packed into a space that was barely large enough for a single carriage to pass.

“D, dismount your horses!”

Someone screamed loudly.

Due to the narrow road, they could not fight properly while riding on the horses. But Karuta delivered death to the Red Wheel Knights faster than they could heed the order.

Boom, Boom!

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