The Battlefield!

The first troops used crossbows to engage the enemy. This time, they were mounted on horses because they feared that if the enemy fired cannons, they wouldn't be able to escape. Back then, the chief had this idea as he made it the first step into defeating the enemy, and nothing has changed.

A group of soldiers was standing behind Martin, who was squinting his eyes at the enemies. In his chest, his heart was pounding faster than it had ever before. As he continued to calculate in his head, his gaze never left the enemies. When he tried to think of possible countermeasures for situations that were unexpected, his mind went blank.

It didn't matter how hard he tried to think of anything. Suddenly, he felt his chest tighten, making it difficult to breathe. The soldier behind him called out to him just as he was about to pass out from anxiety. "Commander, is it safe to fire?"