บท 821: Oppression (6)

Nahir and Gidan's expressions turned grim as they saw a multitude of armored knights charging toward the battlefield from the west.

A handsome young man with shoulder-length blonde hair and green eyes led the charge. Like the rest of the knights, his armor was silver. The only difference was the golden half cape that hand on his right shoulder.

HOOOONG!

Nahir did not know the man, but Gidan did because they had clashed with his team a few times in their first few weeks at the border.

"That is Hohen, Captain of the first platoon under Gaham's leadership," Gidan said through grounded teeth. "I had wondered why I did not see him among the knights. Looks like he went to gather more knights."

Just when he thought they could finally turn the battle's tide in their favor, such a troublesome guy appeared and brought a whole company of knights along. It seemed this battle was far from over.