After half a month of marching, they arrived at the assembly point—the Sailop Legion's main camp, Baxia Camp—on the morning of December 26.
Looking down from the hill, the tents stretched for miles, with no end in sight.
Many sections of the camp were covered by Magic Curtains, making it impossible for outsiders to see what lay within.
By Velin's rough estimate, there were no fewer than two hundred thousand people in Baxia Great Camp.
The road leading to the military camp was completely blocked. Countless Noble Armies filled the wilderness outside, and from Velin's covert observation, there were no fewer than thirty Noble Banners.
There were Noble Armies from Kadlo Province, as well as Noble Armies from Sailop Province.
The quality of the troops varied greatly. Some were fully equipped in iron armor, carrying swords and spears, with high morale. Others barely had everyone outfitted with half armor, and their weapons were a haphazard mix with no uniformity.
Thanks to the iron mine discovered near Orlando Town, among the more than eight hundred men Velin had brought, five hundred soldiers each had a set of iron armor, while the three hundred Auxiliary Soldiers also had leather armor.
After a long wait, Velin finally entered the enormous military camp at three in the afternoon after registering.
After being led to the Logistics Camp by a guiding soldier, he had his subordinates begin setting up camp.
By nightfall, Madmonchi arrived after hearing the news. Accompanying him were Velin's aunt Flora, his cousin Kadeqi, and Layla.
"Long time no see, kid."
"It's been a year, Commander Madmonchi," Velin replied with a smile.
Madmonchi looked at the busy troops behind him and praised them without reservation. "You've developed well over the past year. The troops you've trained look the part—better than the forces