Twenty minutes later, after the Golden Eagle Knight Corps and the Crimson Sun Legion had pushed another ten kilometers south into the Indra Grassland, they spotted the Rulson Kingdom's army ahead, drawn up and ready for battle.
Gerald raised his telescope to look ahead and immediately frowned.
The vast army ahead was a dark mass of what looked like over ten thousand men, with the Rulson Kingdom's various flags flying above them. But what truly caught Gerald's attention was a flag of simple design, embroidered with nothing more than the outline of half a wing.
Everyone on the Sains Continent now knew what that flag represented.
The Xinfei Merchant Guild.
"The Xinfei Merchant Guild Guard Corps has joined the war too?" Gerald's expression grew slightly grave. "When we set out a while ago, the Xinfei Merchant Guild still hadn't made its position clear. How have they already joined the enemy?"
"What's so strange about that?" Narolov rolled his eyes at him. "We've made it perfectly clear that we're coming for the Xinfei Merchant Guild. If they don't send their Guard Corps into battle now, are they supposed to wait until we reach the Stantin Duchy and turn up on the doorstep of the Xinfei Merchant Guild's Main Base?"
Gerald shook his head with a wry smile. "That's not what I meant. I'm just saying that if the Xinfei Merchant Guild Guard Corps is among the enemy, today's battle won't be easy."
"We'd have to face them sooner or later. Facing them earlier gives us more chances to learn about them and makes them easier to deal with later."
Narolov also raised his telescope to study the enemy, and he too frowned.
"Every country on the continent talks about how powerful the Xinfei Merchant Guild Guard Corps is, but in all