Behind them, five hundred winged cavalry and over a hundred escort cavalry have lined up in a charge formation. Below the city walls a kilometer ahead, the psychics stationed here from the Blood Vulture Clan are doing their utmost to expand the opened teleportation portal.
Due to the nearby psionic interference, the drop point of this thing won't be too accurate, but fortunately, the damned jackalmen's positions outside are large enough, so a slight deviation doesn't matter much.
"Meow and the others have already arrived, just behind the jackalman formation."
Stick Brother took a moment to glance at the latest news on the forum, he said to the Valande Knight:
"We can start now."
"Then let's do it!"
The Grey Vulture Knight donned his Sacred Oak Helmet on his head, lifted the armor-piercing hammer made of entwined vines and oak in his hand, and urged his warhorse Coldwind forward. However, in the next second, he looked towards Happy Stick and said:
