Her Majestic Battle Cry

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The two military advisors noticed the shift in Oliver’s expression, so Alec quickly interjected, “Have you seen the archery skills of the Elite Marksmanship Unit, Marshal Prince? Or the ballistaes we’ve improved? They’re quite ingenious.”

“I have seen them,” Oliver replied curtly. When he first arrived at Southern Frontier, he had gone to oversee their training sessions.

Timothy recalled the visit as well. But at that time, they had just selected a new batch of archers and had been working on their accuracy. They hadn’t even had the chance to use the new ballistaes either.

“We also have matchlocks,” Louis added. “But when it comes to a direct

confrontation between armies, we won’t be relying on them. A sword is far more effective. Speed is the key.”

Matchlocks were more useful in close–quarter combat, where there was cover to hide behind. After firing a shot, one could reload while staying out of sight. However, in a face–to–face battle, before one could even raise the weapon, their head might already be taken off.

Louis added a few more points, but Oliver seemed disinterested.

Timothy recalled that Oliver favored matchlocks. So, when he saw Oliver’s reaction, he said, “I’ve heard that the Ministry of Defense is working on improving the matchlocks, and I believe they’ll be sending some to Southern Frontier soon.”

for Oliver, who might feel at a disadvantage, with Sandoria using matchlocks while

The continuous shipment of weapons to Southern Frontier–even the matchlocks that had previously been underused–was proof of just

was frustrated by Oliver’s reaction but did their best to suppress their emotions. At such a critical moment, it was wiser not to provoke him. As the marshal holding the military command emblem–and being so petty–offending him would only harm the

defense and counterattack, Oliver did approve of their plans, though he added only the most superficial input. His suggestions were

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and entirely unsuited for the unique challenges posed by

discussion carried on into the late hours, fatigue had set in for everyone. Oliver finally instructed

wife had someone sent from the capital. She made sure to have some brought

Oliver mention his wife, their thoughts turned to Zoey. With Oliver’s concubine and son returning to the capital, no doubt rumors would swirl about Zoey’s reputation and how

brought in five bowls of soup. One was handed to Oliver, and the rest were distributed among the four men. The

mushrooms carefully. It wasn’t that he distrusted Oliver, but certain mushrooms were poisonous, and one could never be too careful. He inspected the mushrooms closely, but they appeared safe to eat, so he

reason for suspicion, followed suit, sipping

of course, were safe to consume. However, the illusion powder,

for another hour or two–by which time they’d have already returned to their quarters. Even if someone noticed

the next day, if anyone didn’t wake up or experienced severe