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... vanguard—whether one called it the frontline, the tip of the blade, or the spearhead—he stood alone at the forefront.
The battlefield stretched wide before him, a flat expanse worthy of being called a plain.
A cavalry charge was inevitable.
Anyone could have predicted it.
Which was precisely why standing here was madness.
To the enemy, it must have seemed as though no one on this side was sane.
Even so, Enkrid hadn’t expected the cavalry to charge ...
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