"We will soon approach the maximum range of the Gai Nation army archers. What should we do?"
"Ignore them. His Majesty has already given the orders. Tonight, these vicious wolves won't interfere with us."
"But if we bypass them and expose our backs to them, and if they decide to harm us, our casualties will be severe."
"His Majesty has spoken. Are you questioning His Majesty's command?"
"I dare not."
"Then let's ignore the wolves of Gai Nation. We have dealt with them for so long; there is some tacit understanding."
...
The soldiers, with sharp eyes, charged in neat formations, managing not to let their arrangement scatter too much, even during the rapid advance.
These soldiers, dressed in white gold-edged armor, had cloaks of flaming crimson tied at their backs, their vast numbers forming a tide of red that spilled over from where heaven and earth met.
