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"Attack over! General, give orders to your archers!" shouted Hernán.

"Re-establish formation! We will continue the attack!"

"Yes, general!"

After returning to my previous position, I managed to realize the damage from the magic. Every place protected by the shields was unharmed, but in the others... It looked like lava from a volcano had destroyed the ground.

"This magic is impossible to be performed by a mage alone."

"You are right," replied General Hernan."It takes at least a hundred of them to leave the ground like that, and about a thousand of them to even the scale. They must, of course, be supported by magical objects."

"Aim...! Shoot!"

*Fwoosh* *Swosh* *Swosh* *Swosh* *Swosh*

'- Hm? Is it my idea, or are his arrows much more powerful than the others?' Hernan thought.

Even though I felt Hernan's stare, I acted as if I didn't notice it.

But more importantly... The 10 thousand arrows were empowered by the fire braziers, causing them to momentarily be imbued with magic, and not only that, their momentum increased considerably, giving them the strength to travel towards the enemy army.

***

"We are under attack!!!"

The arrows traveled miles in the air. At some point, they lost the fire surrounding them, and with that, they began to fall. Very few managed to keep the fire going and attack the enemy with it.

Thousands of arrows fell on the vanguard of the army of the Drial Cenit kingdom.

*Cling* *Clang* *Push* *Ting*

Anyway, the vanguard mostly consisted of soldiers in full armor, and for them, the arrows could only slow down their movements. And only a few of them entered through the holes in their protection. These cases were very rare and mostly considered luck.

But a certain minority only possesses light armor.

"Agh! I'm hit!"

"Raise your shields!"

"Look out!"

The latter is where the arrows were most effective, damaging, hampering, and killing. Even if those in light armor wanted to evade, the narrow space in which they were not allowed to do so.

"Military division of archers! Fire!" shouted the enemy general.

A similar result was seen with the enemy's attack, whose arrows similarly affected the Castemira kingdom's army.

"... Eternal Icicles." someone from our army shouted.

Thousands of mages recited the same spell, and after doing so, countless icicles of ice landed on the enemy military division. The temperature immediately dropped below freezing and their breath became visible.

"Fire!" shouted the general of the Drial Cenit kingdom.

*FWOOOSH*

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Unlike arrows, magic can instinctively coordinate with that of equal attribute, causing the magic of thousands of mages to be fired in the same split second, regardless of the location or separation between each of them.

"You dare attack us with fire! We will attack you with ice!!!"

"Hahaha! Die!"

Originally, the Castemira kingdom's magical military division would conserve their mana and just observe the progress of the war, but unexpectedly, the enemy performed large-scale magic in order to assassinate the archers.

They would be rude if they didn't answer them with their own large-scale magic!

"Enemy attack! Protect the archers!!!"

But just as the Castemira kingdom has a Tower Brigade, the Drial Cenit kingdom also possesses one!

Like rain, thousands of icicles of ice fell from the sky.

With every second, the temperature dropped until the magic struck the enemy.

The shields with magic protection proved to be very effective in this situation, causing the magic to be nullified practically at their touch. But this was only due to the union of thousands of shields with the same properties, improving the protection effect to the degree of stopping large-scale magic!

Once the crisis was overcome, the archers returned to their formation.

***

Sensing the storage ring with hundreds of arrows made me understand the importance of archers. It is so simple but important since, though mages can perform fierce attacks that few can resist, they will require a lot of mana.

On the other hand, archers only need arrows to continue their attack; they can perform this infinitely as long as they possess arrows and the energy to stretch their bowstrings.

While one possesses a devastating attack, the other may not be as devastating, but in return, it is constant.

I have already shot almost 100 arrows. I thought my artillery was unlimited, but now I realize that it is far from it, which is why I resupplied my arrows from the nearest supply. After evaluating the arrows in the compartments, I sighed.

'Their quality is quite low compared to the arrows delivered by Commander Cael.'

By the way, each of the archers possesses a quiver, and every so often they must resupply their arrows. For this, there are dozens of compartments with hundreds of arrows throughout the military division, each of which is a different supply.

"Formation change!"

"Yes, general!"

The fire braziers were put away again in storage rings, and then everyone looked at the general. It's at this very moment that I realized something.

"Hm? What's that in his ear? a magic object?"

"Yes. He can listen to the Admiral General's orders with it" Hernan replied.

"I see, but... Can't it be tapped by the enemy?"

"It is impossible. Don't worry, Golden Archer."

Despite being a general, Hernan really is humble. If I didn't know his status, I would think he was just another soldier in this war. It's a little late, but Hernan is a man with light brown eyes, a beard, and black hair.

"Celestial Angel Formation! Split up!"

"Yes, general!"

All the archers showed a slight smile and moved happier than ever, all very clean and tidy without any mistakes in their formation…

'Now then, where should we position ourselves?'

"General Hernan, you must head to group 7."

"Understood"

Luckily, the general on duty did not forget about us and left us a position in his formation. Since the death of General Armand, my name has not been mentioned, which must be a strategy on the part of the current general to focus the hatred of his men towards the enemy.

The 15,000 soldiers, counting the Tower Brigade, were divided into 30 groups. Each one is composed of 500 members, of whom almost 334 are archers and the rest are Knights under the command of General Hernan.

"Withdraw Wind Braziers!"

"Yes, General!"

In each group, one person stood out, positioning himself in the center of the formation. And after waving their hands, a magical object appeared in front of them. Similar to the magical fire brazier, this brazier gives rise to a small tornado in its center. But that's not the most important thing...

'Huh? Huh? I'm floating!'

The air coming from the brazier didn't influence the arrows, but the people surrounding it. Everyone around it began to float about 20 cm above the ground. The most surprised were the men of the Tower Brigade, whose weight should be five times that of an archer's. But they still float just like the others!

"Split up!!!"

"Yes, general!"

The man in charge of the brazier appeared to have some control over it, because as soon as the order was given, he moved the wind brazier with his thoughts, and with that... we were all swept up in this movement.

At first, the speed at which we floated was no different from running along the ground, but this changed as the seconds passed. Our speed increased rapidly to the point where we doubled the speed of a horse!

'This is amazing.'

Although I can't control the flight, it's as close to flying as I've ever been in my life. I just wanted to position myself horizontally to make this feeling more real, but then I saw someone rolling uncontrollably in the air, and the feeling passed me by.

It's only now, when I find myself with nothing to do, that I realize the sweat on my body. I can't remember how many times I shot along with the others.

'Would it have been for two hours? Or maybe three?'

Thanks to the shots being timed, I didn't manage to realize it before, but it's about time I took an energy potion to avoid possible mistakes.

*Gulp*

'Mn, I feel as good as new.'

5 minutes later, the man commanding the wind brazier stopped. With that, we all floated again at will, being able to move in all directions with the only restriction of being 20 cm above the ground.

Currently, we are on the right side of the vanguard. We can clearly see how the soldiers perform a bloody battle against the enemy. Practically every second, someone dies. And as soon as the golden particles disappear, someone replaces the previous combatant.

'This is an eternal cycle, the cycle of war.'