The mountain range snaked and rose like the spine of the earth. In the valleys and lowlands, a few coniferous trees grew tenaciously.
These forests provided excellent conditions for ambushes and concealment, but they also made travel difficult.
A bone-chilling wind howled across the battlefield, making it hard to believe it was the height of summer. Flurries of snow swirled in the air, sometimes creating the illusion that winter was just around the corner.
Henry's war banner snapped in the wind, standing out starkly against the snow.
The figures of soldiers appeared and disappeared along the path. Traces of war were visible from time to time, such as abandoned weapons, broken shields, and even the bodies of soldiers left behind.
On the fourth day of the march, the sky was clear and vast. Yet on this unremarkable day, Henry unexpectedly ran into an enemy army of over ten thousand!
