"I'm planning to take down Silver Moon City, what do you think?"
Knight Lyle turned around and addressed several accompanying military officers, his opening statement almost stunned them.
"My, my lord...That might not be a good idea..."
"What's not good about it?" Knight Lyle glared with his eyes, his gleaming bald head reflecting the rosy sky, making him look especially ferocious.
"We only have a thousand men, can we really take down the city?" one officer cautiously asked.
Knight Lyle scoffed, "Isn't Silver Moon City known for surrendering without a fight? Perhaps they will surrender as soon as we launch our attack."
The officers were all momentarily at a loss for words.
If Silver Moon City surrendered to their small army of a thousand without a fight, then the Half-Elf Kingdom might as well disband altogether.
"My lord, if nothing has actually happened in the city, and the city is just on high alert because of the wedding, our rash attack would be a terrible joke..."
