Upon closer inspection, Britain wasn't actually a very large landmass. However, it held a special significance as it served as a remnant of the Age of Gods, acting as a sort of umbilical cord that connected the boundary between Age of Gods and human civilization. This boundary was separated by the holy lance Rhongomyniad, which was created by the planet itself and acted as a gateway between these two realms.
The majority of Shirou's army consisted of foot soldiers, as horses and cattle were mainly used for farming purposes. While the soldiers possessed impressive equipment and formidable strength, their marching speed was noticeably slow.
Shirou didn't dare allow his soldiers to stop and instead relied on their strong bodies and individual strength to march quickly. They could only sustain this pace for up to three days. Within this short timeframe, they not only had to capture Londinium but also occupy territories in the northern region. Time was a scarce resource, and the mission was incredibly demanding.
Fortunately, Britain wasn't very large, and Shirou had been preparing for the war long before it began. He had focused on building infrastructure and roads, and had been working tirelessly for two and a half years to connect the roads of his southern territories. Although the roads he built were made of the lowest quality gravel, they still significantly increased the marching speed of his soldiers.
After a punishing journey that took nearly a day, Shirou finally arrived at Hadrian's Wall. He'd already sent word to the nearest lord, asking for food supplies to be sent their way. As he dismounted his horse, he looked over his soldiers, standing as straight as arrows, and asked, "Are you all tired?"
A single voice echoed back from the ranks, a strong, unified chant of, "Not tired!"
Shirou addressed his men, "I need you at your best, so don't just try to push through fatigue. The battle ahead is going to be brutal. You'll get a half-hour to catch some sleep and another half-hour to shake off the sleep and get moving. Follow my orders and take a rest right here, right now!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
After the three thousand soldiers finished their meal and received the supplies sent by the lord, they sat down and almost instantly fell asleep.
He had trained these soldiers using modern methods and required them to possess modern military qualities, including the ability to fall asleep and wake up in seconds, revitalizing their bodies.
After rushing for a day, even these strong soldiers were inevitably tired. Giving them half an hour of rest and half an hour to wake up their bodies could help them quickly restore their combat effectiveness.
Shirou stood atop Hadrian's Wall, gazing towards the nearby fortified city of Londinium. The sky was dark and gloomy. Outside the walls, magical beasts roamed freely, and there were numerous wandering Saxons near Londinium in the distance.
He felt a sense of heaviness in his heart. The next battle would be incredibly challenging, and time was not on their side.
While the soldiers rested, Shirou retrieved a magical alchemy stone that was given to him by Morgan. The stone allowed him to contact other kings, including Gaheris in faraway Ireland and Lamorak, Lancelot, and others on the coast of Gaul.
He shared the basic strategic plan with the other kings, requesting that they defend their own kingdoms while also sending troops to reclaim lost territory from Vortigern.
The other kings agreed with the strategic plan after understanding the operational mechanism of the Tower of Light. However, they expressed concerns about Shirou's ability to capture Londinium, which was Vortigern's original fortress. The city was heavily guarded by a massive tide of beasts and a large number of Saxons, making it an incredibly challenging target to breach.
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Fate: I Will Eventually Become the Hero of Justice II
FanfictionSequel of Fate: I Will Eventually Become the Hero of Justice