In an instant, two forces clashed.
The Western Turks' soldiers had been bustling through the dense forest for quite some time without finding a single shadow, as if they had been toyed with all this time. Already simmering with anger, they vented all their fury on the ambushers, spurring their horses to charge madly at the opponent, plunging straight into the enemy ranks, and then wielding their scimitars to slash desperately among the crowd.
For a moment, flesh and blood flew, accompanied by continuous screams.
The attacking force didn't seem to anticipate that they would emerge from the forest so quickly. Even though it was an ambush, they had no advantage, especially as the other side lacked cavalry and had more infantry. The charge of the Turkic Cavalry immediately cost these infantry dearly.
