Over the vast land, the Orland Army stands like an indestructible dam before the surging tide of Corpse Ghosts. Here, the boundary between life and death blurs, the earth-shattering rumble is incessant, cries of battle, roars, horns, and war drums, the horrifying din interwoven, thunderous and deafening.
The heavy hooves echo as they pound the earth one after another, leaving dense imprints. Thousands of Orland Knights clad in heavy armor lead tens of thousands of Felu Heavy Cavalry, surging like formidable waves, bravely charging, the thunder of iron hooves crushing all the skeletons that stand in their way.
The Iron Cavalry Kill Array quickly engages in close combat with the elite undead clad in heavy armor.
The weapons of the living and the dead clash in the air, showering brilliant sparks, as warriors and powerful Corpse Ghosts continuously fall from their mounts.