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Kuiradi instantly became alert, his gaze sharp as he focused on the direction from which the sound came. The soldiers around him, reacting on instinct, quickly drew their swords and raised their shields, adopting a defensive posture in preparation for battle.
As the sound drew nearer, a head finally emerged from the dense thicket.
Kuiradi took a closer look, and the tension in his face relaxed as he waved his hand to signal everyone to stand down. "Alright, alright, put your weapons away. The newcomers are the Lord's personal guards."
"How come it's just you two? Number One, Er Number, what are you doing here?" Kuiradi asked suspiciously as he accepted the food being handed to him, frowning in inquiry.
The two men replied with serious expressions. "Senior Kuiradi, the Lord just issued orders. We are to launch an attack here at noon today, so your mission and that of your team are complete."
Upon hearing this news, Kuiradi's eyes widened in shock. He slammed his bowl of food onto the ground with a loud crash, scattering rice and dishes everywhere.
It was as if he had been ignited; his previously listless demeanor transformed into one of exhilaration. "Damn it! It’s finally over! I’ve endured these torturous days of being a mosquito buffet! Did the Lord say how we are going to attack? I want to be the vanguard officer; I’ve been itching for action!"
He waved his fists in excitement, shouting loudly.
However, the two men shook their heads in response. "Sorry, Senior Kuiradi. The Lord said you are not to participate in this battle. Those bandits are too weak; they’re just suitable for letting the new recruits practice and see some blood. For now, you just need to finish your meal and rest well."
"What? You don’t need me?" Kuiradi stared incredulously at the mess of rice scattered on the ground, torn between whether to pick it up and see if it was still edible.
"Come on, hurry up and eat! We’ll go to the Lord afterward to claim our rewards. After all this time being mosquito bait, the Lord won’t treat us poorly!"
"Then we’ll report back first," said Number One as Er Number bowed in farewell.
Outside the valley, after several hours of marching, John finally arrived with his soldiers. Master, all their efforts over these days had not been in vain; during the rapid march of over ten kilometers, no one had fallen behind.
This may not seem like a high expectation; medieval soldiers sometimes got lost before reaching the battlefield and ended up losing men along the way. There were instances where serfs went missing, leaving only the Lord with a few guards to rush to battle.
However, it could also be attributed to his own command style (Formation: The troops under your command must maintain discipline at a minimum acceptable level).
On the hillside, Kuiradi looked down at the army below and quickly descended along the gentle slope, rushing toward John’s central command.
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