The Conspiracy Draws Near

Inside the spacious command tent.

Roland shook his head slightly, sighing inwardly that he had simply had too little time to develop.

Old established kingdoms like Storm Kingdom and Autran Kingdom, which had stood for centuries or even millennia, not only commanded armies of millions themselves, but also had numerous nobles under them, each holding considerable forces of their own.

So once they mobilized, they brought out everything they had. According to the Human Alliance's deployment requirements, Storm Kingdom, together with its nobles, fielded nearly a million troops, while Autran Kingdom reached as many as 1.2 million.

As for Roland, he had quite a few nobles under his command as well, but Leslie, Reff, and O'Neal had no interest in developing their fiefs. Their territories were basically all managed by stewards, so where would they get soldiers of their own?

The Cavendi, Oruoko, Harrison, and other families under his rule had successively suffered through the Demon Disaster and Roland's exploitation. Their strength had been badly depleted. They had scraped together one hundred thousand troops at the cost of everything they had, and more than half of them were old, weak, sick, or disabled. Sending them to the battlefield would only provide the demons with food.

In the end, Roland directly exempted them from their troop contribution obligations, with the Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom bearing the burden alone. That was why Roland was leading nearly six hundred thousand soldiers this time.

Of course, Roland had no intention of letting them off cheaply. He temporarily imposed an extremely harsh tax, squeezing tens of millions of gold coins out of them as military expenses.

Thus, although Storm Kingdom and Autran Kingdom each claimed to have five hundred thousand troops, their actual forces were both around one million.

Under such circumstances, if they were going