"Boris, the fences and arrow towers aren't the biggest problem. The biggest problem is that our cavalry can't cross the river. We can only wait and see when the counts and the king's forces charge across the stone bridge. Otherwise, this battle will be hard to fight!"
Nalant frowned as well, his expression somewhat grave.
During the last autumn campaign, to be honest, he had hardly fought any proper siege battles, especially not one involving nearly a hundred thousand people.
Even outside Maple Leaf City, only the few days spent filling the river had been truly intense. Afterward, they discovered it had been a trap left by the Northern Principality.
"Although there are three thousand Holy Knights on the stone bridge, the king and several counts are bringing extraordinary knight orders. They should be able to break through. Good thing we aren't facing those Holy Knights directly. Every last one of them is a Silver Knight. If we charged them, even victory would be a miserable one!"
"A miserable victory?" Nalant shot Boris a glance, deeply doubtful of where he got the confidence to claim they could defeat three thousand Holy Knights.
However, Boris had never clashed head-on with Holy Knights before, so he probably did not understand just how outrageous their mithril armor was.
Wooooo! Wooooo! Wooooo!
Just then, resounding horn blasts reached Nalant and the others.
"It's begun! Everyone, prepare!"
Upon hearing the horns, Nalant and the other vassals drew the swords at their waists first and began issuing orders to their subordinates.
"Charge!"
"Kill!"
As the horn blasts ended, nearly every vassal swung their sword at the same moment and charged toward the riverbank.
"Kill!" Nalant and Boris likewise gave the order to their own men, then followed the dense masses of troops into the charge.
Nalant