With the sound of drums resonating.
Inside the spacious stone cave, silhouettes appeared out of thin air.
These figures were very tall, and upon closer inspection, they were soldiers clad in armor, gripping long spears.
After these soldiers appeared, under each of them emerged a high-headed horse, transforming them from 'infantry' to 'cavalry'.
Soon, a group of cavalry formed into neat vertical and horizontal formations, standing upright with spears, looking mighty and imposing.
Although they neither spoke nor moved, just standing there, they still brought an overwhelming sense of pressure on people.
"These cavalry... exactly one hundred of them!"
With just a glance, Wyatt Barnes accurately counted the number of cavalry when his gaze swept over the formation before him, exactly one hundred cavalry!
"Furthermore... the high-headed horses beneath them don't seem simple either!"
Wyatt's gaze fell on the one hundred high-headed horses under the cavalry, thinking to himself.
