The gates of Mold Fortress's West City swung wide open. Robson took the lead, with over 100 Frank Cavalry and 300 Frank Knight Recruits following close behind.
It had to be said, Claude's talent was truly heaven-defying. In just a few days, he had managed to turn a group of peasants into recruits.
Nearly 400 cavalrymen streamed out in a mighty torrent.
As the last cavalryman galloped through the gate, the great doors slowly closed. Through the crack, one could glimpse the Frank Skilled Infantry in full armor, their silver plating gleaming. Robson had specially assigned them to guard the gate.
The earth-shattering noise from West City naturally reached the ears of the Beastmen.
At this moment, Chief Suoli's face turned deathly pale as he watched the cavalry pour out from West City.
'How are there more?'
