The newcomers leaped onto the ridge from a reverse slope, as if Dragon Tooth soldiers were emerging from the earth itself.
Winters couldn't tell friend from foe, but judging from the Herders' posture as they faced a great enemy, these newcomers were certainly the Herders' foes.
Having assembled in front of their camp wall, the Herder Cavalry initiated a charge towards the unfamiliar cavalry, starting at full speed right from the beginning.
Meanwhile, the unknown riders on the ridge started moving, yet they controlled their horse's pace, beginning a slow trot.
It wasn't until Winters returned to the main camp that he got a clear view: the arriving unfamiliar cavalry all wore long-tubed hard boots, black breastplates, and Morion Helmets.
The Herder Cavalry swarmed forward, soldiers following their Centurions, Centurions following their Chiliarchs, with hardly any formation to speak of.
