The Battle of Armand ( 271 )

Garius stood tall atop the wall, the wind carrying the distant sound of drums from the enemy's camp. Below him, the Armand forces stood firm, their armor gleaming in the rising sun.

The commander's voice thundered across the ranks.

"Bulwark Units! Hold the line! Magic Archers, take aim!"

A tense stillness settled over the battlefield as the troops took their positions. The enemy banners fluttered in the distance, an overwhelming force of 30,000 soldiers ready beyond the border.

One of Garius's knights stepped forward. "My Lord, it's dangerous to be up here."

Garius didn't move, his sharp gaze fixed on the approaching army.

"The horn has not sounded yet," he replied, his voice calm but firm. Then he turned to his warriors, his expression hardening.

"Today, we stand not just as soldiers, but as defenders of our homeland."

His voice rang clear, reaching every man and woman in his army.