A general dressed in blue and white armor was leading nearly 2,000 soldiers through the woodland.
Their movement was neither too fast nor too slow, yet the pace was consistently maintained.
From afar, this general saw nearly 2,000 soldiers in blue and white armor in the distance.
Leading them was a general wearing the same armor as him.
"Calist, I didn't expect you to be the first one to arrive."
This general brought his soldiers together with the waiting soldier unit in front.
"Poke, you're here."
"Hmm, looks like I'm the second one to arrive."
"No, you're the third. Someone already took their team ahead for reconnaissance."
"Really? Quite proactive."
After exchanging some small talk, the two stood silently side by side, their eyes constantly gazing into the distance.
Poke suddenly said, "Those few are really useless. Out of the blue, they let the Red faction resurrect themselves, and they even lost the fortress."
