Thanks to their general's grand speech, everyone was in high spirits.
There was no doubt in their minds that this time, they would become victorious!
Duran took out the sword from his scabbard and then raised it high in the air.
"All Hail Britannia!"
"""All Hail Britannia!"""
"""All Hail Britannia!"""
"""All Hail Britannia!"""
The cries were deafening. Everyone's heart swelled with pride.
This was their kingdom!
This was their army!
Marco would have also joined them had he not known that his son, Leone, would be the one facing off against them.
Even now, he had no idea how three hundred people could hold off an army that numbered in the tens of thousands.
The Vermilion Bird General, Vogel, watched all of this from a distance with a satisfied look on his face. Raising the morale of the army before a march was something that every general had to do in order to keep the soldiers in check.
