"Count, I'm afraid your eyes weren't playing tricks on you. Reinforcements really have arrived!" Nalant was equally astonished.
The earlier thousand or so reinforcements had been one thing.
But this third wave was a vast black mass of human cavalry.
The human knights bore all manner of banners, indicating that these reinforcements did not come from a single duchy or empire.
"Kill!"
Before long, the ten thousand or so reinforcements joined the battle without hesitation.
With the addition of over ten thousand human knights, the tide of battle was instantly reversed.
These cavalrymen were clearly elites from the various duchies and empires, their fighting strength no weaker than that of individual Beastfolk.
Moreover, with the momentum of a mounted charge behind them, they soon forced the allied forces of the smaller Beastfolk tribes to retreat.
If not for the Beastfolk's Magic Beast riders and more than fifty Minotaurs holding the line, these Beastfolk would likely have already broken and fled.
"What is going on? Could the Sacred Alliance have noticed our movements long ago?" Faced with such a sudden influx of human reinforcements, even the elderly Fox Clan man had not anticipated it.
In past years, the six great empires of the Sacred Alliance rarely took the initiative to send forces to this border.
After all, aside from the occasional raids on the border by smaller Beastfolk tribes, the Beastfolk's regular army had never crossed the border.
This was a sign of the tacit understanding between both sides; there had never been any major friction.
Yet now, the first time they had deployed the empire's true military strength in battle, elite human cavalry had arrived at once.
This left the Fox Clan sage uncertain and suspicious. Perhaps the humans appeared unresponsive on the surface, but had long been on guard