30 Against 300

The battle ended.

They did not gain any new recruits from this band of bandits. The only bandit chief capable of wearing heavy armor had been turned into a pincushion.

Mel did not want to dwell on the matter. After the village soldiers searched carefully, they discovered that this band of bandits was dirt poor. Their weapons were the only things of any value.

The second month of training ended. This army made up of villagers had still not undergone any qualitative change, but compared to the beginning, they had at least seen blood.

After the battle with the bandits, many soldiers seemed mentally repressed. This would only slowly ease with time.

Even those who had initially feared killing had ultimately gone mad enough not to recognize themselves.

Now, they were prepared to lead them out to find more people and train them along the way.

According to the information gathered during this period, the local lord did not dare leave his own city. The besieging army had already withdrawn, and no stray troops were roaming the area. It was relatively stable, making this a suitable time to take the village soldiers out and recruit more people.

They led the villagers on foot across the wilderness. The earth of early spring was still somewhat damp.

Until they reached a massive mountain range and a road that passed through it.

If bandits were to establish themselves anywhere, it would be in such densely wooded mountains. On the flat wilderness, they would be targets for cavalry.

"Did you find out? How many are there at the moment?"

"According to the news sent back by the people from the village, there should be two or three hundred inside. No one has counted them precisely. My lord, all the children from the village are