Holy Mania Empire, southern border.

Above the sky, thick clouds churn endlessly, lightning flashing and thunder roaring.

The earth is shrouded in darkness, the soil compacted and cracked, vegetation withered.

Fierce demons grasping rugged weapons, roaring, bellowing, gathered together.

And around them, human cavalry either in armor, dressed as hunters or mercenaries, riding steeds, circle the demons continuously.

The cavalry holds spears or bows, moving around the demons, each pass stabbing with their spears or shooting arrows.

Looking around, at least thousands of demons are besieged, while the human cavalry participating in the hunt are no less in number.

The thunderous sound of hooves, rolling dust, the demons are thus constrained by the human cavalry, unable to break free.

Whenever a demon attempts to charge out, it is blocked back by a spear or arrow, ultimately forcing the demons to stand back-to-back, roaring uneasily while battling the cavalry surrounding them.

The sound of weapon clashes and arrows flying intertwines, the demons’ roars and knights’ shouts gradually mixing.

Violent and intermittent battles erupt between the demons and human cavalry.

Almost every moment, a demon falls, and almost instantly, a cavalry member surrounding the demons is dragged off horseback by these ugly creatures.

Every fallen cavalry member is pulled by frenzied demons, torn apart amid screams, reduced to a puddle of blood and mud.

However, if someone familiar with the Imperial Army were here, they would notice that these cavalry cornering the demons are entirely different from the Empire’s noble cavalry.

Their discipline is so strict that even when companions fall continuously, no one panics.

The miserable state of their comrades does not dampen their morale; instead, they gaze at the demons with hatred and fighting spirit, ever rising.

The cavalry continues to circle the demon army, preventing their escape while causing sustained bloodletting-like damage.

Until... a distant, ethereal, and resonant elf flute sound is heard.

That sound comes from further south, like a horn, resounding in the sky.

Upon hearing the flute, the human cavalry is evidently invigorated, their morale suddenly surging.

Within the ranks, a young knight in silver armor, his armor thoroughly stained a deep color by demon blood, appears overjoyed, raising his blood-stained longsword high:

"The Elf Army has arrived, brothers, hold the demons, keep them here forever!"

"For Sages! For peace and justice!"

He shouted loudly.

And with his loud shout, the cavalry also boosts their morale, shouting in unison:

"For Sages! For peace and justice!"

The cavalry shouted, raising their weapons and continuing to battle the demons.

On seeing the distant rolling dust, the demons began to panic.

Especially, when roars of dragons echo, tens of giant dragons appear in the sky, followed by hundreds, varied types of flying demon beasts.

On the back of each dragon and beast, elves can be seen.

That’s the elves’ flying unit.

Looking around, they filled the sky, perfectly matching the increasingly visible, neatly marching elf cavalry on the ground.

Deafening hoofbeats sound, formed by thousands of cavalry charging together, creating an engulfing momentum.

The elves, either riding Dragon Scale Horses or other beasts, like a gushing waterfall, pouring down from north to south.

Upon seeing those towering figures, the demons instantly panicked, their faces full of fright, no longer maintaining their strength, desperately trying to break out.

Witnessing this, the human cavalry laughed heartily, under the Silver-armored Knight’s command, continuing to pursue and block their escape.

Rolling dust rendered the battlefield elusive, while the human cavalry maintained a rainbow-like momentum, orderly chasing the collapsing demons.

Until... the Elf Army rushed over.

Each fully armed, handsome yet mighty elf like divine envoys descended, shining with brilliant magic glory, their aura powerful.

They quickly charged into the demons, completely dispersing the previously teetering demon ranks.

Intense battle swiftly erupted, but the next moment, it transformed into an overwhelming chase, with the panicking demons discarded their armor and fleeing, chopped down like weeds by the high-spirited and valorous elves...

Seeing the demon army easily torn apart like paper in the elves’ charge, the Silver-armored Knight’s eyes gleamed, admiration and yearning in his pupils:

"Good... so strong!"

"Worthy of the legendary Elf Chosen One Army! No wonder they make demons quake in fear!"

His fighting spirit soared, as he continued raising his longsword, commanding his human cavalry:

"Brothers! Follow the elves’ ranks! Annihilate these evil demons! Kill——!"

"Kill——!"

The cavalry shouted furiously.

They gradually merged with the charging elf cavalry, the overwhelming torrent completely engulfing the demon army.

Then, the army continued southward, charging towards the open southern battlefield...

The rolling clouds gradually dimmed, nightfall slowly descends.

The sounds of battle ceased, only sporadic sound occasionally rings.