The battle horns loudly blared, signalling for the Ereian army to begin their march. They presented a good battle line of three rows with a good number of reserves at the very rear. At the very front was a group of range soldiers, a mix of skirmishers and archers who were equip with little to no armor.
The second line consisted of lightly armoured infantry armed with spears and shields. And the last line was comprised of heavily armoured looking infantry equipped with swords and shields. Just behind their reserves was their cavalry.
"Skirmishers to the front!" Khao'khen quickly made an adjustment to their formation. Since the enemy wanted to fight a range battle first then he would oblige.
"Kanikarr Corps, used the lighter bolts for the initial fight!" he added. The lighter bolts for their siege weapons would deal lighter damage but they have far more range than the heavier ones.
The main body of both armies halted as their ranged fighters continued to advance forward. Equipped with just javelins, the trolls had to get closer to their foes before they could began fighting back and had to endure the rain of arrows that were being showered upon them by the enemy archers.
Arrows whizzed in the air but with the troll's loose formation and agility, the arrows wasn't able to do much damage to them. Only the few unlucky ones were hit by the arrows but so far, none was injured heavily.
Under the rain of arrows, the Troll Skirmishers finally had their targets in range. They quickly unleashed a barrage of their own while trying their best to avoid the retaliation from their foes. Javelins and arrows soared through the air, with some finding their mark while others missed and landed upon the scorching sand.
With a an audible twang from the siege weapons of the Kanikarr Corps, light iron bolts flew into the air and with great speed landed among the Ereian range fighters.
"Hoooh!"
The frontline of both sides eventually clashed with none having the clear advantage. Albeit being on the weaker side than the opposition, the spear and shield infantry of the Ereians were able to hold their ground with their numbers. The weight behind each of their charge forced the Yurakks to buckle up and proceed in their advance with caution less they be surrounded and isolated by their foes.
The battle horns once again blasted from the opposing camp which was accompanied by the advancement of their heavy infantry. They began filling in the gaps that were being created by the Yurakks and some of them were attempting a flanking maneuver.
In response, Khao'khen ordered the Rakshas to provide aid and hold the flanks of their battle line alongside with the Drakhars who were slowly but surely losing ground.
Screams of pain and groans of agony echoed all throughout the battlefield. Limbs and blood were flying everywhere. Weapons, armors and shield were being destroyed in great numbers. Lives were being harvested like stalks of wheat.
"Send back the trolls!" Khao'khen quickly sent them back out as soon as they managed to replenish their ammunition. There lines were slowly being push back by the opposing army.
The cavalry of both sides were yet to make a move which should be the deciding factor of the battle.
With the aid of the trolls, the frontline began to stabilize somewhat with them thinning out the number of their foes which lessened the impact of the Ereians frequent charge.
The battle lasted for hours. Exhaustion began to settle in among the soldiers and this worked in favour of the orcs who clearly had more stamina than their opponents. Slowly they began pushing the Ereians back and carved a bloody path inside their formation.
The first to break was the Ereian center where the trolls focused more of their barrage. As soon as the center of the Ereians crumbled, both of their flanks began showing signs of wavering. Khao'khen didn't miss the chance and ordered both cavalries to charge forward and break the morale of the enemy army.