บท 306: Ammasing the army

Under the relentless sun, Marquis Corrado of Citro marched at the head of his 900-strong contingent, their armor gleaming in the sunlight and the rhythmic cadence of their boots creating a symphony of purpose. The banners of his house, danced in the breeze as symbols of unwavering loyalty and duty to the Sicilian crown.

As they traversed the landscape, the sprawling fields and distant hills bore witness to the passage of this martial procession. Villagers, momentarily pausing in their daily routines, gazed at the unfolding spectacle with a mix of curiosity and trepidation. The atmosphere was charged with whispers as the people speculated about the impending conflict and the role that one of the kingdom's most acoomplished commander would have