"My lord, many of the rivers have now completely merged into a single channel. Should we continue advancing?" Walder asked softly, uncertainty in his eyes.
Ang raised his brows slightly. His gaze was deep as he pondered for a moment before slowly speaking. "All those aquatic magical beasts have already been driven into the river, correct?"
Walder quickly nodded. "My lord, every aquatic magical beast we did not kill on the spot has fled into the river."
Ang nodded, a faint satisfied smile appearing on his face. "Then the new river shall be called the Valagajudi River."
His voice was clear and authoritative, and the officers around him hurriedly recorded it.
"Make the arrangements, Walder," Ang continued. "All the trees west of the Valagajudi River, where we are stationed, must be cut down. Bury the branches in the soil. This land is to be reclaimed as farmland."
The officers exchanged glances, confusion flashing through their eyes, but they tacitly kept silent.
This order was undoubtedly an enormous challenge for them, especially while the situation in Valagajudi remained unstable.
"But, my lord..." Walder hesitated before speaking. "The Lizardmen are gathering now. Wouldn't it be too early to begin reclaiming the land?"
Ang's gaze turned slightly cold, his tone leaving no room for doubt. "The land west of the Valagajudi River already falls under the rule of the 47th Regiment. You only need to carry out my orders."
He paused, determination flashing in his eyes. "This land must be reclaimed. It will pave the way for our future."
Walder took a deep breath. Though doubts still lingered in his heart, he answered respectfully, "Yes, my lord."
As Ang's orders spread, the news quickly traveled throughout Valagajudi.
Viscount Ange, relying on his outstanding military talent and fearless decisiveness, had already occupied half of