"Take your equipment and prepare your mounts, we're going down the mountain."
Leon led dozens of Texas cowboys, leading their horses out of the barracks.
"Where to?"
"To reconnaissance, of course. We need to find out exactly how many men, how many cannons, and how many land cruisers the enemy has — aren't you one of Mr. Losa's followers? Don't you even have this bit of war experience?"
"If you don't make it clear, how would I know what to do!"
Charles was speechless, although the concept of land cruisers was still new to him, he'd come to understand the combat style of this era over the past few days and could draw parallels, seeing firearms as more powerful crossbows.
Charles and a few medieval cavalry who possessed the Holy Radiance Seed, now converted to Holy Hall Knights, mounted their horses, and the group galloped over the iron suspension bridge connecting the mountain city to the outside world.
"Mr. Leon, shouldn't we say a prayer first?"
"Pray? To whom?"
