Hundreds of horses marched forward with the command, issuing the beginning of another war. Thick snow crunched under the gallops and the ground seemed to vibrate along with their fiery shouts. Storm of dust cooked up behind their footsteps and the two opposing forces clashed in the middle.
What followed thereafter was pure chaos.
The next four days continued in the same routine. They killed some, they lost more. From the moment when the sun hadn't arisen yet up until dusk settled in the horizon, they never stopped. They fought until the air was heavy with the stench of blood and death, and cries of anger and despair reverberated through the air.
