When Kennard arrived at Sk Wolf Castle with his more than five thousand men, it was already September 18th.
Three days later than the scheduled date, after all, the movement of the army was somewhat slow, which was inevitable.
Regardless, Puzilio had given a strict order to proceed together.
On the King's Path, civilians and soldiers formed lines, wagons rolled forward, while donkeys and horses neighed.
It was crowded to the point where shoulders brushed shoulders, even armors clashed, and if someone fell, it would lead to a series of curses carrying the rough dialects of River Island or border areas.
As for the civilians, they wore bitter expressions, eyed the patrolling knights, and calculated the grain in their pockets, feeling resentful and tearful.
Those River Island people only know how to bully us Dawn Island folks.
So the nobles of River Island are Leia people, while our Dawn Island artisans, farmers, and merchants don't count as Leia people?
