In the end, Kyle led a group on a reconnaissance run and finally confirmed the size of the Dwarf army.
Their commander had indeed gone against conventional strategy, sending eighty thousand troops through the route from Black Forest Fortress to Denchibi Province.
Moreover, the Dwarf commander leading this army was Marquis Dalag.
"Why does this marquis's name sound so familiar?" Velin asked in confusion.
Kyle reported quietly, "My lord, the goods we seized from the Dwarves twice were both this marquis's shipments."
"Hahaha, I remember now. More than ten years ago, before that Silver High-Tier Dwarf Warrior died, he told us that Marquis Dalag would never let us off."
"And three years ago, when we went to make contact with the Silver Wolf Tribe, the things we seized along the way also turned out to be his goods."
"Would this attack on Black Forest Fortress count as a kind of karmic cycle?"
"A karmic cycle?" Kyle murmured the phrase, then nodded. "My lord, that is a very fitting description."
"Pass down my order. Black Forest Fortress is entering a State of War. Whether soldiers or nobles, no one is to remove their armor while sleeping. They are to await my orders at all times."
"Yes."
At the border between Denchibi Province and Hagar Province, Marquis Dalag looked at the utterly deserted human outposts and understood that the route he had chosen would not be an easy one.
Still, once he had chosen a direction, he had to keep walking even through tears.
With three Soul Intent rank experts at his side, plus himself, there were four in total. Taking the human-held territory should have been easy.
"My lord, how should we proceed?" a Dwarf officer asked respectfully.
"Karak."
"My lord." A Mid-Gold Dwarf Warrior stepped forward and answered loudly.
"I