"Dismiss camp."
"Yes, Master."
Caius answered, then immediately began commanding the troops to return to the barracks in an orderly fashion.
After the last unit left the parade ground, Caius looked at the four generals who were preparing to slip away and said unhurriedly, "Tomorrow morning, I want to see you at the command department."
Hearing this, the four men suddenly stiffened, forced themselves to turn around, and replied with feigned composure, "Yes, Legion Commander."
"Right, bring those four pieces of your exclusive training equipment from the storage room, don't forget this matter." Before leaving, Caius added.
"Yes."
The four men looked somewhat dejected, but the tone of their answers did not dare to hold the slightest personal emotion, otherwise tomorrow would surely bring an extra lap, or even several laps.
After issuing the order, Caius returned to Kyle's side and accompanied him behind.
On the way to the Underground World storage room, Kyle slowly slowed his pace and asked Caius, "How does it feel to have been a legion commander for over two years?"
Hearing this, Caius weighed his words for a moment and replied, "Master, serving as the legion commander of the Underground Auxiliary Army was very disorienting in the beginning. When I first took office, I used mild methods to manage the legion, but these fellows only respond to force and not to reason. After a few instances of killing the chicken to scare the monkey, no officers dared to engage in double-dealing anymore."
Kyle stopped in front of a darklight tree, looked up at the faint glow emanating from its branches, and said, "You already have the experience of governing an army; next is the experience of combat."
Caius touched his head and replied, "Master, in terms of combat, I indeed have major deficiencies. After all,