Mona's eyes immediately filled with heightened vigilance, and the elven soldiers gripped their spears tightly, closely watching their surroundings. As for the man on the ground, he was trembling with fear and almost at his end.
"Tap tap tap tap." At this moment, the sound of horse hooves approached from the distance, growing louder and clearer. Judging by the sound, there were more than a few. Mona felt a tinge of nervousness—if there were many of them, an entanglement would be disadvantageous.
"Whinny whinny." Half a minute later, a tall horse clad in iron armor abruptly appeared before the elves. Ye Shikai was wearing a leather helmet and dark armor, with a black cloak draped over his back, holding a polearm in his hand, a longsword hanging on the right side of the horse and a bow on the left.
At the same time, a cavalry troop clad in iron armor quickly followed, brandishing bronze halberds with crossbows hanging on one side of their horses.
