The Betrayal

As anticipated, a formidable battalion advanced towards Lloyd and his ps.

The Harrington had indeed allied with them, their combined forces swelling to over 200,000 soldiers, the galloping horses thunderous rhythm against the earth, a reminder of the impending clash.

Lloyd stood resolute, his demeanor calm in the face of the overwhelming odds.

The battlefield stretched before him, a familiar landscape he had witnessed many times. He could almost predict the enemy's every move, their intentions as clear as the sky above.

"Do not let fear take root in your hearts!" he bellowed, his voice slicing through the thick air like a clarion call. "They may outnumber us, but we possess a strength that will overwhelm them!" The sound of his words resonated around him, igniting a fire within his soldiers. Their battle cries rose to meet the heavens, a chorus of unwavering determination as they perched upon their steeds, eyes ablaze with a fierce resolve.