At Selas's command, two hundred forty Grassland Warriors and sixty Citizen Cavalry let out a thunderous war cry. Spurring their horses into a frantic gallop, the very earth trembling beneath their hooves, they merged with the more than one hundred and fifty grassland riders already battling on the front lines to form a mighty cavalry force!
Ratifa, who had retreated from the formation in exhaustion, stared wide-eyed as the mighty cavalry force joined the fray.
'This is a Baron's army?! It's normal to have plenty of grassland horses, but this many warhorses? Could it be that in Henry's fief, any horse can become a superb steed?'
'What a joke!'
The target of this newly-minted batch of Grassland Warriors and Citizen Cavalry was the Inferior Horned Beasts' front line. Despite it being their first time on the battlefield, the Cavalry began to slice through the enemy's formation with astonishing speed and flawless coordination.
