"I've hardly praised you a few times, and yet you refuse to accept it," Velin said helplessly upon seeing this.
Hearing this, Orlando's expression remained unchanged, as though the remark wasn't about him at all.
"Let's go inside and talk."
"Yes, My Lord."
Arriving at the tent entrance, Orlando lifted the curtain, gesturing for his lord to enter.
Inside the tent, everything was austere.
"My Lord, please sit." Orlando walked over to the main seat, pulled back the wooden chair, and made an inviting gesture.
Seeing this, Velin didn't stand on ceremony and sat directly in Orlando's place. He lowered his head to look at the documents on the desk, then stopped looking.
After chatting for a moment, Velin got straight to the point and asked, "Tell me, where are the garrisons of the various legions located?"
"My Lord, please wait a moment."
Orlando walked to the right, took a military deployment map from the bookshelf, hurried back to the desk, placed it on top, and slowly unfolded it.
Velin lowered his head, looking at the gradually unfolding military deployment map, which marked the garrisons of twenty-five legions.
"My Lord, please look." Orlando pointed at the military deployment map and explained, "According to the plan, the west and north have been allocated to the main family's supporting troops."
"Two-thirds of the southern area is allocated to the forces of your Moravia Duke's Territory, while one-third is the garrison area for the Holy Dragon First Legion and the Holy Dragon Second Legion."
"The east is the stationing area for the Qixing Territory forces."
"The Floating Fleet is placed in the far east; there is only a simple port area, but it is sufficient to handle short-term stationing and training."
"As for the spellcasters and knights, this subordinate has not centralized them;