Troop Command?
Chen Sanshi was not overly surprised.
Even riding horses had proficiency; it was hardly strange for troop command to have it as well.
Most likely, it had not activated before because he had only been a Squad Leader, with too few men under him to meet the requirements for this skill.
It seemed that from now on, he had one more thing to keep busy with.
Archery, horsemanship, martial arts, reading, troop command...
He was getting a little overwhelmed.
But skills never weighed a man down.
Since he had chosen to enlist, he naturally needed to learn how to lead troops into battle. He could not truly be some Death Warrior charging into the fray.
Chen Sanshi finished counting heads at the Training Ground.
There were one hundred and fifteen people in all.
A few more than the number a fully staffed Hundred Household Commander oversaw.
And most of them were young.
For example, Wu Da was only sixteen.
There were also middle-aged men like Zhao Qiao, though not many.
With his Eidetic Memory, Chen Sanshi firmly committed every face and its corresponding name to memory.
He clasped his fists and said, "I am grateful for your support, fellow townsmen, and for being willing to follow me. From today onward, we are brothers under one roof. Get to know one another first, then go home and get yourselves sorted out. Starting tomorrow, I will personally teach you martial arts."
The central camp tent.
"My lord, this will not do."
Luo Dongquan watched the scene at the Training Ground from afar. "Those people came for that brat in the first place, and now they have all been placed under his command. Is that not the same as letting him set up an independent hill within the Thousand Household Office?"