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As summer faded and the autumn harvest filled the granaries, the King’s army mustered in the fields east of Olhus, the capital city.
Nearly a hundred thousand strong, it was the largest army ever assembled in the kingdom’s history.
The citizens of Olhus thronged atop the city walls, eager to witness the grand spectacle.
Boooom——
Just as the King’s army completed its formation, another army materialized on the horizon, advancing towards the city.
Having seized eleven cities and fortresses, this force had marched directly into the heart of Germania, now halting a short distance from the King’s waiting army.
No one could mistake the identity of their leader.
At the head of the formation rode the one who commanded them all.
It was Edarr Suredret, also known as Lundringen, his gaze unwavering as it locked onto Olhus and the enemy arrayed before him.