Upon hearing this, Calvin raised an eyebrow slightly. "Are you saying you don't think we're capable of breaking through the Graystone Barrier?"
Glen smiled faintly and stated with objective rationality:
"Mr. Calvin, perhaps you should ask yourself. You know better than I the composition and strength of a full, regular legion from the White Horse Kingdom. You can also more objectively assess what kind of force is needed to frontally assault an ancient barrier that has been tested by countless wars."
Calvin fell into a brief silence.
He knew full well that to completely resolve the problem of the Dark Land, the White Horse Kingdom had dispatched six regular legions during the last major campaign decades ago.
Each legion had, at its peak, ten thousand elite soldiers, and at least two thousand at its smallest. They were equipped with numerous siege engines and accompanying Mages.
