This place used to be a pasture, now it is the gathering point for the entire army.
First, Edmund joined the rest of the squadron, and then, under the leadership of Strategist Philip and the Guard Battalion Leader, they gathered on this field.
They marched for dozens of miles, relying only on their legs, traversing rugged roads, and upon reaching the final point, they were utterly exhausted. Only their tenacious spirit kept them from collapsing into a puddle of mud.
From a distance, Philip saw that towering platform and the tall, unyielding figure standing on it, with the large banner behind flapping in the wind.
"Your Highness is up there," Philip remarked.
Many soldiers also lifted their gazes, seeing that stern figure, their eyes filled with reverence, and their exhausted bodies seemed to surge with new vitality.
Because this was the figure they all believed in and admired, merely standing there was enough to invigorate their spirits.
