"Main God, that really is a five-masted ship! It isn't as big as the Great Snow Wolf, but it has three decks. So many masts—it looks so complicated... Huh! There don't seem to be many tribesmen in the camp! The armor they're wearing is dull gray but reflective, different from common Leather Armor. It looks more like a mix of iron, hide, and bamboo or wood. That kind of armor seems just as complicated, shaped like a bamboo man pieced together... Mm! The weapons they're holding are all Iron Knives and iron spears?!..."
"Main God bear witness! Those three sword-carrying warriors over there—the four-legged mounts they're riding, could those be horses?! Four legs, long bodies, no horns... Ah! Exactly the same as in the prophecy. Those must be horses!... Such short warriors, such tall horses!!..."
After the snow, the sky had cleared. The sun slanted westward, and the Ice Sea shimmered with golden light. Exploration Captain Zuwaro led thirty Mountain Tribe hunters and thirty Kingdom Warriors to within seventy paces of the camp. At that distance, he could already clearly see the situation inside the camp, count the roughly twenty tribesmen within, and make out their clothing, armor, and weapons.
There were fewer than ten Wagoku warriors at the camp gate. Most were not tall, and their faces were full of a ferocity they were trying hard to display. Over their bodies, they wore dull-gray light Do-maru Armor, with warm leather linings inside, iron-tipped Maji Yari raised in their hands, bamboo-and-wood Wago, and short Katana hanging at their waists.
Farther inside, there were likewise only eight or nine Joseon sailors. They were a little taller, their expressions clearly tense and uneasy. They were wrapped in Leather Armor and leather robes, holding shipboard short knives in their hands, clinging tightly to