Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 105

Chapter 105

Everyone was busy preparing for battle, and Carissa had been focused on training formations for several days.

The fifteen thousand soldiers from the Mystic Army were divided into two groups: one for offense, and one for defense. Each group was further split into ten squads, making a total of twenty squads

for both attack and defense.

Carissa’s battle plan was straightforward: start with five squads on the offense, then quickly rotate in five defensive squads. Once the defense was solidified, they would rotate back to offense, and so on. This method of rotation would push their advance.

After several days of training, the results were already noticeable.

The weapons were now in place: shields and short swords for the defenders, and long spears for the

attackers.

Rafael had announced that the siege would begin in just a few days. As the vanguard, the Mystic Army needed to finalize their assault plans.

ladders and operate catapults. In the days leading

their discussions were mostly about fine–tuning and addressing any potential issues that might arise. They went through the scenarios on a sand table, bringing

astounded him. Carissa’s deep understanding of

thought, captivated by her earnest. explanations. Her presence was

more times than he could

expression returning to its usual cool demeanor. “That should be all for now. If you think of any additional issues, you can come and

was met with the elegant curve of her jawline. His voice was hoarse as he asked, “I

go ahead,”

and faced her, his gaze fixed intently on her. “Why did

her eyes sparkling with a hint of amusement. “Does it really

a moment, looking somewhat despondent, “It doesn’t.

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is, given your understanding of military strategy and your formidable skills, why did you choose to

her expression as

his smile tinged with

to question you. You don’t need to answer. I was just confused. Clearly, you’re so exceptional and had any pick of the prominent families in the capital. Yet, you and your mother chose me. I’ve never really understood you, but what does it matter now? I chose Aurora, and she’s also good. I shouldn’t dwell on the past. I’m losing my mind. Aurora treats me well. I shouldn’t be telling you