"Alright, we continue forward."
Phield had already checked the mini-map—there were indeed no signs of enemies. Felix's knights, however, radiated hostility toward him.
After passing through the narrow mountain path, they could see the village halfway up the slope. A complete wooden defensive structure had been erected. Several corpses of allied soldiers were even hanging from ropes as a display of intimidation.
Rebel patrols moved back and forth within the stockade. Even from a distance, the rise and fall of long spears could be clearly seen.
Attacking uphill was already difficult, and with the village serving as fortification, it would normally be impossible to take.
Phield found a higher slope and surveyed the surroundings carefully before returning to the forest, where his troops temporarily concealed themselves.
