Chapter Twenty
The breeze blew furiously at dusk, pushing against Arria’s already cold face. She led the army in the front, pushing them hard to continue without any breaks. A few had been weak, wanting breaks, but they met the sharp end of her blade. Weakness would not be acceptable to her, she refused to tolerate it. If the long hike to the south of Sudegam became too much for them, then what use would they be in battle?
She knew the kheshlars would expect an attack from the north. Arria figured they would have the east and west covered as well, but the south was where she wanted to attack. They had to travel all the way around the kheshlarn capital while being far enough away to not arouse suspicion. She had lived in Sudegam long enough to know where its weakest point was. The souther
