152 March!

Nuri’s POV

I sat on my horse and looked ahead at the crumbling mud walls of the town. It gives the illusion that I don't have to attack, I just have to wait for it to collapse.

This is my first time here. Before that, I had only two words for it: poverty and savagery. But I didn't think it would be so dilapidated. Beyond the Silent Hills were the three little towns. They have the same wind and sand, and the same people's livelihood. There is still more than a hundred miles between the mountain road and the city gate. There are no crops, no fields of grain, only clumps of weeds. You'd better keep your mouth shut when the wind blows, or you'll be lucky to taste the sand.

The air here is also very dry. The day after I arrived, I got up and was shocked by my hoarse voice. Not only does it sound like a crow in the forest, but my throat hurts, like the yellow earth outside, which is dry and cracked from lack of water.

It had been fifteen days since I arrived with my army, and I fully unders