Neo stood atop the city wall, observing the situation below through a Monocular, a smile spreading across his lips.
At that moment, he finally understood the pleasure Kallen took in layering himself in turtle shells before every fight.
The bewildered, helpless expressions on the enemy's faces were simply the finest tobacco leaves in the world. He did not even need to smoke them; a whiff was enough to get him excited.
Neo gave Richard, who stood beside him, an order. "Archers and crossbowmen."
As the adjutant responsible for relaying orders, Richard immediately passed it on, waving a glowing flag in semaphore while also putting his throat to work:
"Attention, archers and crossbowmen, take your positions!"
The archers and crossbowmen all mounted the wall, nocked arrows and loaded bolts, and stood sideways beside the battlements.
These bows and crossbows were all Spell Art Equipment, expensive whether purchased at the Church Administration Building or the Black Market. Even now, they were only being supplied for the regiment's use. After the war, the equipment still had to be returned; no one could keep any privately.
Even if your original weapon was a bow, crossbow, or Spell Art Firearm, you were not permitted to bring it unless you had special approval. You still had to use standard-issue equipment, both to facilitate logistical resupply and maintenance and to allow your comrades to use your weapon.
Neo said, "Summoners, plan three."
Richard said, "Summoners, take your positions and execute tactical plan three!"
On a circular platform inside the city, Aisili ordered those around her, "Begin!"
"Yes, Captain!"
"Yes, Captain!"
Aisili was captain of the Militia Regiment's summoner squad. Her appointment owed quite a bit to Kallen deliberately promoting her as compensation. After all, quite a few members of her squad were colleagues of her parents.
Still,