As the North Wind Warband's numbers rapidly grew, the limitations of its base gradually became apparent. The once-spacious barracks and mess hall now felt unbearably crowded. In the barracks, soldiers squeezed together and took turns resting; in the mess hall, long lines formed at every meal. Although the recruits who had just joined the warband voiced no complaints, Ang knew this situation could not continue for long.
To meet the growing demand, Ang personally directed the soldiers to quickly set up a large tent area outside the camp, temporarily housing the recruits and their families. At the same time, he mobilized large quantities of supplies transported through the Plane Portal, expanded the warband's mess hall, and added several more stoves and dining tables to ensure that the daily meals of nearly 2,700 people would not descend into chaos. The camp warehouses were piled high with the vast amounts of food Ang had purchased, with rows of sacks nearly reaching the ceiling. The North Wind Warband's logistics were finally secured.
Although the temporary tents solved the immediate problem, Ang knew that the North Wind Warband needed a larger base. After careful consideration, he decided to visit the Lord's Mansion in person and discuss the matter with Marquis Yaglu's family.
When Ang arrived at the Lord's Mansion, he wore a neat military uniform and carried himself with calm authority. He stated his purpose to the marquis's steward. "The North Wind Warband has begun to take shape, but the current camp can no longer meet our training and garrisoning needs. I hope the Lord's Mansion can allocate more space to help the warband accommodate its soldiers."
The steward considered it briefly, then smiled. "Lord Ange, you have made tremendous contributions to the city's stability. Naturally, the Lord's Mansion will not stand by and