The soldiers behind the shield bearers, their faces and eyes filled with tension and fear.
This was their first experience in battle.
Having survived the rain of arrows just now, they were already drenched in sweat.
Even the palms gripping their longswords or scimitars were slick and sticky.
Watching the cavalry teams getting closer and closer, their hearts pounded even more.
If it weren't for Joao standing firmly in front of them, providing them confidence,
they would have already fled in panic.
...
Under the night sky.
Riding on warhorses, Rose and Earl were still at the forefront of the charging heavy cavalry.
Rose's cold gaze pierced through the eye slits of the full face helmet, staring directly at that tall and burly figure!
His eyes narrowed slightly, with a surge of battle intent.
Rose naturally knew that the sturdy figure clad in chain armor was Joao Frank!
Without any fear, Rose again clamped the warhorse beneath him tightly, pushing its speed to the peak.
