Marshal… we have riders. Knights, I mean. I… am not sure how many. Maybe two hundred? I couldn't count exactly. My commander told me to reach you. He needs more men, or those knights are gonna come bearing down on us," the young man says in a rush.
You nod. "Aye. I'll keep this in mind. Join the reserve line and take a breather."
"T-thank you, Marshal."
Once the messenger has left, Elya looks over at you, face full of worry.
As the battle rages on, you consider what you should do.
You leave Elya's protection up to her bodyguards and Darin as you ride forward, accompanied only by a pair of your own bodyguards. You hold back for a few moments, take a deep breath, and put your helmet on.
Your claustrophobic helmet takes away most of your vision and muffles the noise of the world around you.
Above the roar of the combat unfolding in front of you, barely ten yards away, you can hear one of your bodyguards shout, "Ready, Marshal?"
You ready your spear and shield. Then you nod.
The three of you ride into battle.
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