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Outside of Ikan City, Count Forser was roaring ceaselessly.

This city was one of his just before he marched off to hunt down the rebels, and it was now in someone else's authority after only fifteen days.

One needed the approval of the local ruler, who would be Duchess Isla, to attack a city.

The rebels had conquered the Count's city ruthlessly without giving him any advance notice that his city would be officially attacked.

His worst fears had come true.

Since dispatching his cavalry unit to relay his request for extra supplies, he had been feeling an unexplainable sense of foreboding from the recesses of his heart, as if it were a foreshadow of what was to come.

Additionally, the battle's circumstances weren't ideal for him. Almost a fifth of all allied warriors mustered by his subordinate noble families had died.

His cavalry battalions and garrison forces, on the other hand, had only suffered a few fatalities in the previous two days and had retained their battle power.

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