On the sides of these teams, golems about ten meters tall were also advancing.
Frost Rose learned from the previous lessons of transportation difficulties. This time they made large steel-frame transport vehicles, let the golems lie inside, and then a few golems pulled them in front.
This way, they could rotate with each other, not only saving a lot of magic crystal fuel, but also allowing those golems that were paralyzed due to damage to be taken along for repairs along the way, rather than being completely abandoned on the roadside.
In the sky, there is an airship floating every few hundred meters, monitoring the situation below and always on guard against possible sudden attacks.
Most of the young mages who had just graduated from the academy were now recruited. Some were used to drive and maintain golems, while others stayed in the airships, ready to support the battle below at any time.
And in the army of Frost Rose, a general wearing sturdy armor and a dark blue cloak was also riding a horse.
He was not moving fast, and from time to time he looked around at the various situations encountered during the march, and then gave orders to the personal soldiers on standby beside him.
"Why is Lord Jenkins so worried? Don't we have the upper hand in this war?" an accompanying high-level wizard asked the general.
"It's best to be cautious in everything. This isn't an experiment for you mages. You can try again if you fail, but a mistake in war could mean the lives of tens of thousands of people."
"This time, although we have a considerable advantage in terms of weapons and extraordinary people, Clansia... I have studied several battle reports from their founding war. Their opponent, the West Wind Kingdom, also has many times more extraordinary people than Clansia, but in the end they were still defeated."
"War is not just a war. Sometimes it is a fierce clash of determination and will on both sides, not just a simple accumulation of statistics."
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