At the Luoyun Slope camp, tens of thousands of troops had gathered.
Inside the central tent, Velin sat cross-legged on a blanket. He picked up the documents on the low table, gave them a cursory glance, and directly signed his name.
After spending several minutes processing the stack of documents, Kyle brought another batch of sorted papers to the low table.
Velin had just set down his pen when he had no choice but to pick it up again. He looked up at Kyle, blinked, and said, "Slow down a little."
"I understand."
Kyle nodded, returned to the low table, and slowed the pace at which he sorted the documents.
Seeing this, Velin breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the documents, and began reviewing them.
After three days, the tens of thousands of troops from the Cadro Province nobles had been reorganized under Velin's leadership according to their level of elite strength.
Early that morning, more than a hundred nobles entered the tent.
Fifteen Viscounts sat on either side of the tent, while the remaining nobles stood behind them in order of their respective power.
Velin sat in the seat of honor and looked at the nobles below, signaling Kyle with his eyes that he could begin.
Seeing this, Kyle raised a hand and pressed it down, stopping the discussions among the crowd.
Once the tent had quieted down, Kyle began to read aloud. "The First Army shall have three battalions, totaling fourteen thousand five hundred and twenty-six warriors. There are seven Gold professionals, four hundred and thirteen Silver professionals, nine thousand six hundred and eighty-five Bronze Professionals, and four thousand four hundred and twenty-one high-tier professional apprentices."
"Viscount Moncas shall serve as First Army Commander and concurrently as First Battalion Commander. Viscount Brian and Viscount Alick shall serve