Sinkhole

The sight of the six houses united as one and advancing at a sluggish pace was impressive in its own way.

The knights and soldiers of all six houses, 10,000 in total, had gathered and were marching forward.

A march of 10,000 might be a paltry number by Romance of the Three Kingdoms standards, but by the standards of the Novarens Empire, it felt like a march by a million-strong army.

Being among them naturally gave even the soldiers confidence they had not possessed before.

“Do you think those Kron water-strider bastards will surrender the moment they see us?”

“Then it won't be any fun. Hahaha!”

With remarks like that, the ordinary soldiers and knights marched on, brimming with confidence.

But the captain-level knights who knew even a little about strategy could only sigh.

‘They've put a knight corps whose main strength is cavalry in the middle of the infantry and are marching like this. Is our lord out of his mind?’

‘At this rate, if they get hit with even a fire attack, we'll all be dead.’...