The opponent directly set up camp at 1800 meters away, using long-range attacks to restrain Lear's forces.
Lear's forces were strong and he did not reveal the Wetland Angels' ability to fly beyond two thousand meters, deploying troops according to the opponent's plans.
This hidden advantage might be of great use at a critical moment.
Interestingly enough... the temples occupied by the Goddess of Misfortune were passed by the Wild Pantheon as if unseen.
And the Goddess of Misfortune didn't send anyone to guard them.
They clearly have each other as targets, yet they pretend not to care.
There is a strange sense of understanding between them.
So when it arrived at dusk on the 28th, and the sky gradually dimmed.
Lear stood on the walls of Katana, gazing into the distance.
Reflected in his sight was the army of the Wild Pantheon surging down from the Short Mountain like a tide.
Examining closely, this army was a mix of dozens of unit types.
The racial components were diverse.
