After spending four years with Grano, often eating and sleeping alongside him, Boyi Horse whinnied softly, as if understanding the moment. It then increased its running speed once more. Despite the acceleration, he felt steady atop its back, thanks to four uninterrupted years of intense heavy cavalry training.
Unfortunately, since the start of the campaign, under King Maximus' orders, their heavy cavalry had remained hidden. At last, the moment had arrived for them to showcase their power!
Like his comrades, amid the thunderous galloping of hooves, Grano lowered the long spear he carried. Leaning forward, he gripped the reins tightly with his left hand, while his right hand clenched the spear shaft. Securing the spear's rear end firmly under his arm and shoulder, the spearhead extended steadily over the left side of the horse's neck, aimed directly at the enemy ahead.
... Eight meters... Seven meters... Six meters... Five meters... Four meters... Three meters...
