"There are enemy forces in the East!

It was the decree of the eastern walls that ran through the walls surrounding the outer perimeter of Bahandar. The decree was a selection of healthy legs among the First Dragon Scale Army, as well as the speed of legs and leaving, but also surprising in endurance, and was fit to run around the battlefield.

There are dozens of archers standing by on the walls of each direction, besides unselected missionaries. Among them, the bow's famous hand was gathered on the east side. On the south side of Caleggia is Baylon. He was the user of a rigid bow worthy of an extraordinary physique, capable of shooting through enemies with a range that doubled to a normal bow.

Of course, it's not positioned on the north side with no sign of enemy forces. On the west side, we had the archers lined up just in case, but they would probably join us on the south side. If it was from Nagrasia, I wouldn't bother to let it go around to the west. The north is miserable. If reinforcements come from Reuben, north of Bahandar, they will be dressed to be pinched. I don't think Astar would take such an unscrupulous tactic.

"Prepare to attack. Shoot as soon as you're in range. The arrows are rotten enough. Never mind, shoot in."

"Ha."

Though I ordered the preaching, the captain on the east side should be able to judge me accurately, not to mention Caleggia. Still, we have to order only because the decree came before us.

"I'll have an arm."

"I hope so, Baylon."

"I'll take care of it. Let's shoot through the enemy generals and move on."

With all due respect, Baylon ordered Fu's men to prepare the bow. The proud Rigid Bow was a big bow dedicated to him and an untouchable substitute for the extra fierce.

The fact that we saw enemy forces on the east side will fit when we can see them here. It makes no sense if you're not marching at the same time. They'll just destroy each one. Most importantly, the simultaneous attack does not make sense for this undefeated Bahandar.

The wetlands surrounding the hills tangle on your feet, significantly reducing the speed of your march to Bahandar. There, the rain of arrows pours from the top of the hill, reducing the willingness to march as well as overwhelming enemy soldiers.

Caleggia remembered with some pleasure that she was about to do to another enemy what she had been scattered. Losing your right eye isn't bad if it's for this day either.

"You're here."

Under the clear sky, we see enemy troops marching this way in the distance. Army of the flock blue. Both military uniforms and armor were blue, and it was in Caleggia's ear that that was the hallmark of the army on the Logner side. He was in Bahandar, where information was difficult to access, and it was indispensable to gather information. Information is what determines victory and defeat. Nares' words were the guiding principle of Caleggia.

It is at a glance that the enemy army is changing from a form of transport to a form of march. The infantry, which was loaded on the carriage, unfolds into the wetlands, approaching little by little as the mud takes his feet. Horseback riding is also slow. The carriage has to go down the street, but it's a narrow road. It lasted as far away as the carriage line alone. Nevertheless, even if the carriage came forward, it only became targeted and seemed to have stopped at some point.

The march of infantry and horseback riders will not stop. But it still doesn't reach the bow range. If you don't make it to the middle of the wetlands, you won't even get Baylon's bow.

"Well... which way is your destiny"

What Caleggia cared about was whether there was an astal to the east or south. General Flying's army would be the main unit. If you crush the main unit, the separate unit should retreat.

Most importantly, the advantages of Bahandar are unshakeable, whether the south is destined to concentrate its main forces on the east side or not. Falling an impenetrable fortified city is not an easy task.

"Either way, if that bow shoots through the general, let's lower our morale."

"You're right."

To Baylon's dependable words, Caleggia loosened her cheeks. You were right to plant a bow in Baylon, who had longer and thicker arms than one and boasted excellent vision. Long, thick arms are needed to pull the strings of a rigid bow, and extraordinary vision is needed to shoot through enemies with a rigid bow that boasts a double range of normal bows. Precisely fit for him, Caleggia's right-handed Baylon's rigid bow only became synonymous with the First Dragon Scale Army. Nevertheless, it was only in the last year or two that he was able to handle a rigid bow properly, which he had only been able to make use of for as much as the control of civil unrest.

Finally, it is a real battle with the enemy army.

The time has come for his bow to look into the eyes of the day.

In this Bahandar defense battle, Baylon-Kuhn's name will make a jump across Zalwarn. That should be a pleasure for Caleggia as well, and a reward for Baylon, who has been working for years without complaining under him. His talents are worthy of recognition and admiration.

"How much longer do you think it'll take?

"Not yet, that's too far."

Baylon's eyes are more precise and precise than Caleggia's. Caleggia did not pinch his mouth, leaving it to his discretion.

The narrow vision of Caleggia shows the forces slowly advancing through the wide wetlands. Is the formation unfolding left and right around the street to keep the bow from narrowing? This one hits enemy soldiers just by shooting them appropriately. There's nothing I can do about it with that amount of small work.

The Gandhian army has yet to deploy a shield. I guess the idea is that you don't want to slow down the marching speed until you're close to the bow range. It is only natural that the speed of movement will decrease with the shield in place. but that would be a failure. Caleggia narrowed her eyes and learned pity for the enemy general.

The Gandhian army is unaware of Baylon's existence. Baylon's bow is twice as good as his normal range. Killings by Baylon will begin before the Gandhian army builds a defensive formation by shieldmen. It can be called a unilateral massacre. I just built a defensive formation after being shot through by Baylon's rigid bow, and by then, several, no, dozens of soldiers would be dead.

And every time we approach, the damage caused by Baylon's arrows becomes horrible. Once the enemy's rear row is in the range of the Rigid Bow, his one-man stage begins. Most importantly, shooting plays by archers should have begun in those days, and we can call it a match when we are making an overwhelming victory.

Caleggia, you just have to wait in silence. An enemy arrow will never reach Caleggia on the wall. By the time it reaches the distance it reaches, it will feed Baylon and the archers.

meditate. Behind his lid, a rain of arrows floated covering his head. Even as he fled, his allies were hissing back, forth, left, and right. Sometimes the mud makes it impossible to move well. I heard screams, and the anger flew. The historic great defeat of the Zalwarn army was born in such desperate circumstances. He tried to sip blood and mud to escape the wetlands and survive.

The right eye, if you think it was the price he paid to survive, was cheap. I have myself today because I was able to survive that defeat. He took part in the prolonged offensive of Bahandar and was also able to take part in the Logner strategy. And three years ago, he was appointed Wing General. Lettuce, oddly Bahandar, could not help but feel the odd edge. An undefeated fortified city that fled for its life. Try Caleggia to know the viciousness of this place, and he said it was the best place to leave it.

Most importantly, Bahandar has not shown his true worth since he became a guardian. Meredo never came forward with an army for recapture, and Logner was a native at the time. The training of archers and the mass production of arrows became Bahandar's routine. Occasionally, troops were turned over to the crackdown on civil unrest. I guess Zalwarn's political anxiety over the past few years stemmed from his dissatisfaction with and suspicion of the reform by Mirelbus.

Try Caleggia, there is no more lord of the land than Mirelbus. Whether you're a lowlife or have no family lineage or clan park, the great thing about Mirell Bus is that it pulls you up everywhere with talent and strength. Cyrus-Ode is now entrusted to the throne of the Army's supreme god general. When Cyrus was an unidentified soldier, Mirelbus found him and loved his talent. It was the birth of Cyrus that was hope and goal for the Zalwarn military.

Caleggia opened her lid. Under the sky of the flock of blue, the blue wetlands are spreading, over which the army of the flock of blue is unfolding.

The overwhelming victory was in front of us. If we keep this up, Caleggia will be able to win just by standing there. Complete victory. That's what Caleggia wants. Approaching the height of Nares would still not be enough to this extent, but I wanted to get even one step closer and make him in prison recognize his mentor.

This victory will increase the fame of Wing General Kaleggia-Esteph. It's a natural victory for the undefeated castle city. If his name were to rise, it would be Baylon, and as a bow famous, his name would remain in future generations.

Caleggia thinks that's fine. They followed me all the way here to a worthless general like myself. It's time he was rewarded.

"Come on."

Baylon took the bow from his men and demanded an arrow. Rigid bow arrows are also specially made. Arrows prepared just for his bow would even penetrate the iron armor. Special arrows have also been made and saved in the last three years. Too many to terrorize and withdraw enemy forces are piling up behind Caleggia and Baylon.

Far ahead, the enemy forces in the horizontal formation do not appear to have set up a shield yet. A normal bow would be a completely unreachable distance.

"Victory to my Lord Wing!

Baylon pulled the string on his bow.