"Your Majesty, something seems off ahead."
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"Don't call me 'Your Majesty.'" Isabella instinctively retorted, but when she looked up, she saw Galahad's grave expression.
The Knight was staring into the distance.
Isabella turned to look as well. She was not a transcendent, but her experience in Blood Port's energy hub had still strengthened her body somewhat.
Narrowing her eyes slightly, Isabella could vaguely make out smoke in the distance.
Smoke!?
Why was there smoke?
Before leaving, Isabella had specifically instructed her subordinates to maintain the standoff with the enemy for the time being and not launch an attack on their own initiative.
There had long been nothing left on this battlefield that could catch fire, so how could there be such thick smoke?
Could her men have acted on their own and launched an all-out assault?
"Your Majesty, this location... is still some distance from where our army is camped... Could it be..." Galahad looked at Isabella, his face full of unease.
"Just say what you mean. Is this my first day on the battlefield?" Seeing Galahad's nervous look, Isabella laughed in exasperation. "Isn't it just that the camp has been breached? Come on, let's go take a look."
Isabella flicked the reins. The horse snorted and began trotting forward.
Seeing how calm his lord was, Galahad calmed down considerably as well. What he did not know was that Isabella was far from calm inside.
The troops Isabella had left behind were not cannon fodder meant only to hold the line. They were a new army that had undergone a complete equipment overhaul.
Seventy percent of the army had been issued Castel-standard bolt-action rifles, while most of the rest were using the rifled muskets phased