Now, the enemy had won victory after victory, reaching Kolon in just over a month.
Kolon, its soldiers having been drawn away, was left with only the City Guard Army, hastily hired Mercenaries, and conscripted Militia.
The nobles in Kolon City, risking death at Damon's hands, railed daily against this dereliction of duty.
Some soldiers even began to feel that resistance was pointless and would vanish by the next day. It wasn't until a dozen deserters were caught and flayed in front of everyone that this dangerous trend was brutally suppressed.
Otherwise, they might have surrendered before the battle even began.
It was all too absurd. This was a war for their very survival, yet Marshal Damon was ignoring it completely.
To put it bluntly, while the Little Duke had seemingly inherited the title of Duke, most of the Northern Territory's nobility actually supported Damon. The true power and authority belonged to the Rogue Knight.
But now, he seemed to have forgotten all of this.
