At dawn the next day, the Seventh Legion officially broke camp. Sixty thousand troops stretched for dozens of kilometers as they began marching south.
Twelve Floating Battleships cruised slowly through the sky, guarding the airspace.
More than two hundred kilometers southeast of Luohai City, inside the coalition command headquarters in Bados City, Baimu Province, Kasper Okra, commander of the Stone Armor Legion, showed a smile for the first time on his usually cold face.
"Two legions and a Sky Fleet. It seems the royal capital wasn't as slow-witted as we thought."
After folding the letter and setting it on the low table, Kasper rose to his feet and couldn't help humming a tune from his hometown.
Outside the tent, the two guards heard the sound coming from within, and their taut nerves finally eased.
As personal guards who had followed the legion commander for many years, they knew he only hummed songs from his hometown when he was in an exceptionally good mood.
This meant that reinforcements from the royal capital were already on their way. If they could hold out a little longer, they would have enough strength to avenge their fallen comrades and wash away the Stone Armor Legion's humiliation.
"Guards."
The two guards entered the tent, dropped to one knee, and waited for orders.
"Bring me some wine."
"Yes, Legion Commander."
"Oh, and tell Heiji to bring some food."
"Yes."
The two guards answered, then rose and left the tent.
After they left, Kasper began humming again.
About half an hour later, a young man entered the tent carrying a paper-wrapped package.
After filling two cups with wine at the low table, Kasper waved at the young man who had entered, signaling for him to come over and sit.
The young man did not stand on ceremony.