Five days later, more than twenty-five thousand troops had assembled. Their marching column stretched over twenty kilometers as they headed south toward Bados City.
At the same time, a force split off from the army besieging Bados City and marched north along the main road.
On a hill, a blond man sat astride his warhorse, looking at the scale of the marching army below with boundless pride in his heart.
Fifty thousand troops stretched for dozens of kilometers.
On both flanks of the army, hundreds of knights rode back and forth, relaying the movements of the vanguard, main force, and rear guard to keep information flowing through the ranks.
In the direction of Bados City, a siege began.
Fifty thousand troops were stationed outside the west, north, and south gates.
The blazing sun hung overhead as war drums thundered, echoing across the wilderness.
On the central command platform of the Noble Allied Army, Chaos gazed at the high walls ten kilometers away. His eyes were calm, without the slightest ripple.
Behind him stood more than a dozen nobles. Most were two-faced, wearing respectful and obedient expressions while their hearts were filled with disdain.
"Attack the city."
The two officers at his sides pounded their chests in salute, then jumped down from the command platform to relay the order.
Three minutes later, the rhythm of the war drums changed.
At the very front, the commanders leading six thousand-man formations heard the change in the drums. They drew the swords at their waists and roared, "Attack!"
Outside the north and south gates, the armies began their assaults simultaneously.
On the city walls, the battalion commander of the Seventh Legion's First Battalion watched the enemy's movements. He raised a hand, then brought it down sharply.
In an instant, the twenty Medium Magic Energy