Oh no! After I Reincarnated, My Moms Became Son-cons!

“Your Majesty, it appears that nobody will attack us.”

I stood here until the sun went down, when we ran out of energy. The sun couldn’t relieve us of the cold air in the North. The sky had started to turn dark. All I could see now was a vague black fortress, which was our simply constructed wooden walls that we just made, and also our current camp.

We didn’t have the time to build a complete fortress yet, because we had too many things to do today. Building the simple fortress was the best we could manage.

The cannon formation now lost its purpose. If they couldn’t be watched over, both we and the enemy would be at high risk of being blown up. Initially, I wanted to create fireworks out of them, but it didn’t seem possible now.

I said to the messenger next to me, “Have the cannon team prepare. Transport them through the night.”

Philes looked at the fire torches and the bonfire. He asked, “Do you intend to cross over now, then, Your Majesty? It looks like safe now. Nobody has come over; our scouts have also reported no anthropoid activity sightings nearby. Perhaps the anthropoids do not intend to attack us.”

“Ah, we’ll cross during the day tomorrow.”

I shook out my cloak, and then looked at the people still crowding on the bridge. I elaborated, “It takes time to transport cannons. Let’s not cross over and cause chaos yet. It’s also dangerous for us to cross the bridges at night. We’ll cross at daytime. If you don’t locate any anthropoids, then there’s no need to strengthen our defences. Our soldiers are likely tired today, so let them have a good rest, tonight. We’ll advance tomorrow during the day.”

“Roger.”