From the small c***k in the window, Meng Hao watched the army enter through the gates. It was as numerous as Naran's army was. There were black horses that approached with speed and passed like wind through the streets without giving chance to see even their faces. The sound of hooves rumbling through the snow made the walls of the small establishment shudder. For a few seconds it looked like a big tornado had passed through the city, the numbers of equestrians kept growing.
- There must be for more than a hundred thousand men! - The storeowner approached the other destroyed window while watching the large number of crowded and horse-riding men pass through the streets like ferocious animals.
Meng Hao turned his attention away and saw that on his left side was a man of medium height and
