"Whoa ---"
Kant tightened his grip on the reins, and his warhorse finally slowed down as he moved forward.
The Sarrandian Horsemen and the desert bandits beside him also slowed down their horses and gathered around Kant. Some of them held their machetes tightly in their trembling right hands, and their expressions were extremely cold.
They had just experienced a battle, and the enemies who dared to block them were crushed.
Even now.
These bandits from the Sarrandian desert were in disbelief.
They didn't understand why these Jackalan Heavy Infantrymen were so confident that they dared to face the spear of the cavalry head-on when the cavalry was charging at its maximum speed.
If they spread out, they wouldn't be annihilated in the first round of charging.
That was why Kant's men's right hands were trembling.