Royal Capital Liberation Army, Food Storehouse, Outskirts Campground. The Liberation Army furnished 1,000 regular soldiers for defense.
Furthermore, they invested a large amount of money and employed a mercenary force of 3,000 strong. Their discipline was slack, but they were a well-equipped infantry force.
Tactician Diener had been expecting an assault a second time. However, he couldn’t divide any more fighting power away from the main battlefield, and he was only barely able to station this amount of soldiers on defense.
—-Nevertheless, they were given the epitome of defense equipment.
“……Commanding officer, the scum from the Kingdom are really coming. The strategist did say it was a fifty-fifty chance though.”
“Well now. We will just do our jobs. Once they come, We’ll kill every single last one of them. Simple right?”
“Let’s tear it up; then the knights might be promoted. And then, you’ll also join the nobility, Commanding Officer!”
“As long as I get paid that’s enough. I ain’t got much interest in nobility. Just what’s there to be so envious about, I ain’t understanding.”
Spit out the Mercenary Commanding Officer, and the group member sighed.
“What a waste ain’t it. With your skill, I bet you could make it, Commanding Officer”
“Excessive greed brings ruin onto oneself. People have their limits. It’s good enough to just strive to not die.”
“Yeah-! I got ya!”
“Do you really get it? ……Well whatever.”
The Mercenary Commanding Officer stood up after finishing maintenance on his large sword. Their military strength was a little lacking to defend the storehouse, but he wasn’t worried that much. Noisemakers had been laid out around the circumference, and furthermore, their trump card, Sorcery Landmines, had been laid out. They were also going to be used for the engagement this time, these new weapons.
Made of iron and as large as a human child, it looked like a wine barrel seen in bars. Ordinary at a glance, and junk if slandering it.
However, the magic power crammed into it was absurd, and if it exploded, it could inflict a great deal of damage.
There were wielders of large destructive power, so-called Sorcerers, but there was a reason why they were not often used on the battlefield. One couldn’t gather a large amount of them, and they took time and money to train. Incidentally, if one raised someone with no talent, it would be impossible for them to utilize magic–that was decided by the Magical Capacity they had from birth. No examples exist so far of people who have acquired that postnatally.