"It's an archer! They're warning us!" the knight beside him said in a low voice. An ordinary archer without Battle Qi could shoot at most around a hundred and fifty meters. Yet this long arrow, which had crossed nearly half a kilometer, had still sunk into the ground after landing. It had clearly been fired by a professional soldier.
"Mm! Two men, come with me!" Lavien waved a hand, signaling everyone to stay calm. It was only natural for the Karlok Town outpost on the front line to be vigilant. He did not feel provoked by the garrison's actions; they were merely marking the boundaries of their defensive zone.
"Yes!" Although the Crossed Bauhinia Knights had a somewhat mixed makeup, they had once been an official Imperial battle regiment, so their basic discipline was undoubtedly up to standard. Two Knights formerly of the Nyx Family rode out after Lavien. The remaining Knights silently stayed where they were. Apart from the snorting of their warhorses, they stood motionless like ancient statues.
"They're elites, sir!" a Druid whispered to Pion. An experienced person could judge an army's quality from its marching formation alone, and this force was clearly exceptionally elite.
"Hmm? Imperial troops? No..." Leo Braeu, serving as a supporting allied commander on the walls, raised a brow. He had obviously recognized the distinctive banner of the Grand Duchy of Nyx at once. The Crossed Bauhinia banner snapped loudly in the wind, but Leo Braeu suddenly broke into a delighted smile.
"They're our people, Sir Pion! There's no need to be so guarded!" Leo Braeu smiled at the burly Pion.
"Your Kingdom's troops? Why would they come here?" Pion froze for a moment, then asked curiously. From what he knew, ever since the Lagrange Kingdom had dumped the Junlin Family in these