The Hydra Kingdom was rife with activity. The blacksmiths were working extra hours to forge swords, hammers, spears and arrows for the army. Special helmets were made that would stop the force of arrows or other weapons to pierce through them. Large shields with double the thickness were created for the army that was on foot and special armors were made that had way too many pockets to hide daggers and knives and other small forms of weaponry that could be used in case all the weapons were exhausted.
Felis went to his underground workshop where the blacksmiths were in action. He was feeling restless but was satisfied with all the work that was going on over there. He had been preparing for this war from ages but over the last one month, he had propelled the preparations.Read latest chapters at nov(e)lbin.com Only
He had specially designed armors for himself and his commanders and Alphard. He looked at everything and helped a blacksmith with hammering hot iron. The red sparks of the fire in the pit mirrored his mind and energy.
At night his army gathered in the fields before River Eridani. He was getting ready for the battle. His servants were helping him put on his armor. His eyes went to a display of weapons that he was going to hide in his armor and he felt that if everything failed, his wolf was going to kill Eltanin.
He was sure that Eltanin was going to unleash his beast in the battle and that was what he was looking forward to. He was going to cast his dark magic over the beast and control it. And that was his target. To reach Eltanin through the mayhem.
"Your Highness," his guards at the doors announced. "Princess Morava wants an audience with you."
Morava's lips trembled. She couldn't imagine the Alphas cheating on her. She turned and fled to her quarters.
Felis smirked and then turned back to his servants. "Continue!" He ordered them.
When he was ready, he marched out of his palace. He mounted his horse and along with the commanders, he rode to the fields where his army was waiting. His chest swelled with pride when he looked at the full force he had. There were thousands of Nyxers at his discretion. He was going to ask them all to attack Aquila in one go. Aquila was a small kingdom and Felis was sure that it would hardly take a few hours to get Aquila at his feet.
Along with his commanders, he was standing on a peak of a hill. He lifted the plate of his helmet. From there he addressed his men. "Tonight we will cross the border of Hydra and go into Aquila. I want all of you to do your best. Aquila is small and I want it conquered before the morning sun rises! Can you do that for me?" he roared.
The whole army shouted, "Yes! May victory be ours! May the moon never set on the kingdom of Hydra!"
A smile spread on his lips. He snapped the plate back in its place and roared. "March!"
With cheers and shouts and roars and howls, the army turned and began its march on the Kingdom of Aquila. His commanders that were with him, increased the pace of their horses and then joined their units.
Felis stayed in the center of his army. He wasn't going to meet Aquila head-on. He was sure that half his men were more than enough to crush Aquila. But what happened next wasn't what he expected. At all.