Roland learned that there was a huge platoon of soldiers and horses approaching the next morning, and Lightning's routine patrol found the slow-moving platoon.
"What? More than 1,000 of them?" Roland was startled. [Didn't you say 50 emissary delegations?]
"Um, coo!" Maggie added, "However there're only six of them riding on horses."
"In that case, what're the clothes and weapons... of those who're walking?"
"Just normal, most of them don't even have armor on, and they're wearing ordinary linen clothes," Lightning said, "weapons are various, however, there're hundreds of them carrying a short spear behind them."
[Such poor level of equipment, could they be the forced-recruited civilians or serfs?] Roland wondered. [There's no special training provided for the militia in this era. They're the logistics who're responsible for transporting the provisions and gears supply of the knights, and they're sometimes used as the 'cannon fodder' to exhaust the enemy's arrows.]
