The sun rises slowly on the distant horizon like a red disc on the moorland, and the temperature rises gradually, dispelling the pale red mist.

The fog dispersed rapidly, and as the view gradually widened, people suddenly heard a rhythmic voice, accompanied by metal collisions and heavy strides. The voice came from all sides, trembling the earth, as if a large number of troops were completely surrounded them!

Suddenly there was a loud whistle, and the sound of approaching stopped suddenly as if it had been ordered. For an instant, it was terribly quiet, as if it were in a valley where no one came.

A thousand cavalrymen are completely...