
After briefing and briefing on their new plan, the troops began to split into two groups and began marching in the opposite direction.
The Caspian-led forces headed south-east while the Nata-led forces headed west.
Shortly thereafter, the forces led by Nata met with the Joren royal forces.
Seen from far away dozens of soldiers in rust-brown armor lined up almost along the horizon line.
Yellow banners with black circles appear to stand between the troops. Fluttering in the wind.
"So what are you planning this time, Nat?" Aksa asked from inside one of the combat trains. Staring at the thousand soldiers of the Joren kingdom who stood in an elongated line.
The chariot was filled with Aksa, Nata, Lily, Val, and 15 other warriors.
"It would be better to defeat the opposing forces first, before making an attack on the magic protector of Nezarad's city" Nata replied as he lowered his head to the gap in the front of the armor of the chariot.
"Yes, I agree with you too. And I'm sure you're not going to take down a soldier to fight Joren's army, are you?" Aksa tries to guess Nata's plan.
"Yes, you're absolutely right. We will not win if we fight fifty to a thousand" Nata confirmed Aksa's guess.
"But if we deplete our ammunition to fight this warrior, we will not have the power to take down that magic protector" Aksa said. Give another consideration to Nata.
"Just calm. I have a way for that" Nata answered quickly. He seemed very confident in his plan.
"Well, if you have said that" Aksa said calmly after seeing Nata's faith.
"Soldiers, send a message to the leader of the opposing forces to immediately retreat, otherwise we will not give forgiveness" Nata ordered later to one of the soldiers in the chariot.
"Okay, sir" said the soldier as he climbed out of the chariot.
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Less than half an hour according to the watch Aksa wore, the soldier returned.
"Report. Joren's troops did not want to retreat, Mr. Nata" the soldier reported upon arrival in the chariot.
"Yes it's obvious" Aksa interrupted.
"Alright then, command two destroyers to attack Joren's forces" Nata ordered once again "Shoot until they retreat" he added.
"Ready, sir" the soldier came back out to relay Nata's orders to the wrecking carriage officer.
"And only attack from earlier" said Aksa.
"And we should still have some manners, Aks. We warn before attacking" replied Nata trying to evade.
"The soldier was back and forth is not clear" said Aksa again.
"By the way how many bullets does each of our AMPVs have right now, Aks?" Nata asked without regard to Aksa's previous speech.
"About four or five per unit" Aksa answered quickly
"Yes, I think that's enough" Nata said later, nodding to himself.
Shortly after, two destroyers began to move forward. And after that, it looks like the barrel of the train's weapon moves slowly up and down. Measuring the position and direction of the shot.
And as soon as the bullet from the wrecking carriage hit the ground among the Joren royal forces, a huge explosion soon occurred. That shocked and immediately damaged their army formation.
Not yet the soldiers of the Joren kingdom understood what was really going on, the second bullet was fired again from another destructive carriage.
This caused a sudden panic from the opposing forces. And many of their soldiers started running for cover.
And as soon as the sixth shot, Joren's forces chose to withdraw. Leaving the rest of their soldiers who were no longer able to walk, being injured by the blast.
Nata got out of his carriage. Then observe the situation before him with binoculars.
"We'll take the wounded" Nata said, commanding the other soldiers after he dropped his binoculars.
Aksa and Nata looked at each other. Then like they were talking with gestures, they finally nodded at each other. It's like saying 'do what needs to be done'.
After that Nata's forces managed to bring 80 wounded Joren kingdom soldiers. With the help of the witches, their lives were no longer in danger.
Nata ordered the enemy soldiers to the city of Nezarad. By filling the full two battle chariots that were previously only filled by 15 soldiers.
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The same thing was done by an army led by Caspian. It's just that Caspian didn't bring along the wounded soldiers. Because not many of the Augra kingdom's troops were victims. They immediately pulled away so aware that they would not win against the long-range shots from the destruction wagon.
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At the same time, Nata's army and Caspian's forces formed a line in front of the Nezarad city gate that was still protected by magic.
"Then what were your plans for this magic protector, Nat? We don't have enough ammunition to destroy these magic protectors" Aksa said as they stood in front of the troops. Observing the city gate of Nezarad.
"Like that. We'll send them a letter and ask them to surrender unconditionally" Nata replied casually.
"Will it work?" Aksa looks dubious.
"Most likely it will work" Nata replied again. "Because basically they have no army, and we have proven that we are able to defeat the forces of two other kingdoms simultaneously. So their choice is only twofold, either to surrender, or to continue to be locked up in a prison of their own making" he explained.
"Right as well" Aksa gave a small nod.
Then their emissary soldiers walked closer to the front of the gate carrying a white flag.
The soldier placed a letter to be given to the leader of the city of Nezarad, in front of the gate. And then a middle-aged man opened a part of the magic protector to retrieve the letter, and then went back inside.
The contents of the letter were, notice that the forces of the kingdom of Augra and the kingdom of Joren had been defeated. And not wanting to destroy the city with the weapons they had, Pharos asked the city of Nezarad to surrender unconditionally and handed over the king of the kingdom of Urbar to them to be held accountable.
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A day later, Nata's plan seems to have worked. The city of Nezarad finally surrendered unconditionally.
After they turned off the protective magic, Pharos immediately entered the city. Judging from the size of the city of Nezarad it is similar to the city of Albas. Not too big and not too crowded.
Then there appeared several middle-aged men dressed in all white coming over as Pharos' troops arrived at the center of the city.
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