8- Arendelle Attacks
Anna charged riding her white horse between the burning trees, her green cloak rippled behind her in the wind, Matthew and Alistair rode with great pride at each side of the Princess and she lead the Arendelle Cavalry with the saber ready in her hand.
"Long live Queen Elsa!" Anna cried out as they reached the enemy lines, delivering a saber slash against the first soldier that she encountered- "For Arendelle!"
The hundreds of horses, sabers and Arendelle flags coming downhill through the forest simply overwhelmed the forces of the enemy, and even though many of them tried to resist they were no match for the sheer weight and power of the cavalry.
At least one thousand of Southern Isles soldiers were either slashed by sabers or slammed and ran over by the horses, since nothing but a complete disaster could happen to them after the devastating artillery attack.
The screams and cries of battle could be heard even above the charging horses, for this was finally the moment to claim vengeance...
"To the White Castle!" Anna ordered to her Generals.
Alistair and Matthew opened fire with their muskets against the few surviving soldiers that they found, and finally the forces of Arendelle abandoned the forest and reached the lands of the ravaged Tannya…
It was a terrible view:
Anna discovered the enemy campsites still burning in the distance, the air was tainted by smoke, the smell of high explosives was everywhere and hundreds of soldiers remained ablaze in the fields, rolling on the ground in a vain attempt to save their lives…
"Elsa, if you could just see this…"
War was not like the romantic tales that Anna had read in her old books, but despite the initial shock and the fact that her heart had skipped a few beats, the Princess was the first to ride as fast as possible on their way to the White Castle.
Three more cavalry divisions emerged from the forest coming from the West and East of the valley just like Elsa had planned, but even though the castle was visible between the black smoke not far, the forces of Arendelle discovered that the journey to get there was not going to be easy after all:
The enemy forces stationed at the coast had not been affected by the artillery storm, they had hurried to help their comrades and now what looked like hundreds of riders were charging across the fields to take on the Arendellians.
The Arendelle armies continued to ride as fast as they could, getting ready for the inevitable clash and the savage battle that would follow...
"Muskets ready!" Anna screamed, pointing her saber at the red-cloaked riders- "Fire!"
The first wave of gunfire brought down dozens of Southern Isles riders, but then they raised and fired their own muskets…
Anna shook in angst and fear as she witnessed many of Arendelle's horses collapsing and falling to the ground together with their riders, sure that a bullet could hit her any moment and nothing but sheer luck would save her life at this point.
"Alistair, Matthew… Follow me!"
The Arendelle cavalry opened fire once again, and after that the armies finally clashed in the middle of the battlefield…