Chapter 230: mes On The Horizon
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Adam stared at Asher''s back. His lord had been standing there for hours now, neither doing nor saying anything.
"They want us to give them 50 people in a week''s time."
He finally spoke.
"They''ve been taking a simr quota but not this big from chief Beowulf."
"I see. Bury them, send my condolences to their families." Asher turned to face Adam. The moment the general saw his lord''s golden eyes, he shuddered.
He felt like he stared at a wolf.
"Call for Uriah. I need him to scout out our enemy''s location."
Adam bowed as Asher walked away. Without being told, he knew one thing. It was time to prepare for war.
No one touched the tail of the wolf and would not be greeted by the fangs and ws.
Not long after Asher left, Uriah rode into the keep with a ck raven on his shoulder.
"I heard I have an assignment." He said to Adam, who sat on a bunch of hay while people cleaned up the keep.
"You do. Lord Asher wants to know the jackals'' location."
Uriah looked around. "They did this." After serving Asher for months now, his fears had vanished and courage had grown in him.
In addition to that, Asher also promised to upgrade his raven into the four-eyed raven, a deste beast known for its exceptional vision.
"They ughtered every living thing in the keep. Not even the birds were left alive."
Uriah sighed and lifted a scarf above his mouth and over his nose.
"I''ll take care of it."
With a kick, he galloped out of the keep. Uriah was a standalone scout. He didn''t move in teams because of the excellence of his talent.
Before it was hard for him, but after a while, he grew to master this art of getting information. His range was so long that he could see everything happening a mile away!
Such talent made him of great value to Asher.
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Since the day Uriah left, the fearsome ck Knight Cavalry had been moved to the keep as they were to prepare for battle.
Asher chose them as the unit best fit to retaliate. Finally, after two days, Uriah returned and gave detailed information about the great Jackal n.
Apparently, this n had one freeman n and two bond ns, which were the dual hammer Jackal n and the bowmen Jackal n.
Although he informed Asher of their staggering poption, which was above 20,000! The ck Knight was still sent.
Only those with insight could see what Asher saw, sending 4000 men against 20,000, most of whom were able to fight, be they women and children.
The ck Knights were a heavy cavalry, the most prominentnd force. They were the tanks of the old era.
While most troops had reached their capped level, the ck Knights still had room to grow, but beyond that, they were a heavy cavalry unit of the diamond rank against infantry!
It was obvious where the advantagey.
4000 heavy cavalry of their caliber was something the Jackals had never faced before.
Sitting on his throne with a solemn expression, he awaited the next report.
Boom!
The doors opened and Katarina walked in.
"My lord, you called for me."
"I have sent the ck Knight Cavalry. Did you have a dream?"
"I did. But what I saw isn''t within your expectations."
Asher frowned. "What did you see?"
"Your sister." Katarina smiled while Asher''s eyes slowly grew wide.
Indeed, this was outside his expectations! Mary Ashbourne, his elder sister, was here, in the wastnds!
"It''s been seven days since we left a message for that new human chief, but he refuses to respond! I told you we should have killed him!"
The Second Lord roared.
"You speak before the chief; control your tone." The Third Lord reprimanded him and received a death re.
The First Lord, who was also the chief, known as Ham, rose to his feet.
Before his muscr frame, his brothers looked small.
"Gather our men; we shall soak their soil with their blood and enve them. We''ve given them lots of respect, and they think they have wings to fly above their lords."
The Second Lord snarled. "When do we march?"
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"Tomorrow."
While the Jackals prepared their men, that evening the ck Knight Cavalry unit arrived on
the outskirts of the Jackal n.
Lambert spurred his horse to walk forward, a couple of meters ahead of his men, and from
there, he looked at the tents littered on the in.
The cold breeze made his cloak flutter. "Not even a single me."
He muttered under his breath.
Turning his head toward his men, his calm voice rang: "We wait until it''ste."
Thousands of jackals gathered around a stone podium in the center of their n, heeding the call of the Second Lord.
Although it waste and the moons took over, no jackal made attempts to light up a fire.
"Our chief has dered that tomorrow we will march for those stubborn humans who have refused to submit their quota. It''s going to be a feast."
Growls and snarls filled the air. Some ground their teeth while others brandished their ws, all imagining the scene of them ripping the humans apart.
"Those inferior races will obey ourw!" The Second Lord bellowed at the top of his lungs, and the crowd roared in expectation, some yearning for them to march in that very instant.
"Silence."
The Third Lord suddenly appeared from the darkness, his voice deep, yet somehow thousands
kept silent.
It wasn''t just because the Third Lord spoke but because they could sense the presence of the
chief.
Ham, cloaked in a long bear fur he gained from killing and skinning a bear beastman, moved through the crowd right to the stone podium where the Second Lord stood.
As he turned to face the people, he caught an orange glow from the corner of his eye.
He quickly turned to his left.
At this point, other jackals also noticed the orange glow, and when they looked, they saw a
long line of mes on the horizon.
The silhouette of men on horses reflected in their eyes.
Lambert pointed hisnce at the n. "Advance!"