After a day and a half travel, the King and his Army arrive at the outskirts of the city. From the hill he stands atop of, Alex can see that the Dracos have fortified their position deep within the city walls. The walls themselves are heavily patrolled.
"Curious. Why the prolonged defences? What are they doing in there?" He said quietly, to himself but not caring if anyone else heard either. "
"Alright!" he called, turning to face his army. "A frontal assault would be a suicide run. They can see us from here, but we seem to be far out of reach of their arrows. Still, keep an eye out for scouts. I'm going to devise a way for us to get inside, but for now everyone set up camp!"
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