That day, Ang entered the recruit training camp.
A senior officer immediately came forward and gave a detailed report on the training progress of the hundred thousand young recruits.
After two months of training, although their foundations were poor, quite a number of them could barely match the students of the Warrior Academy.
Some newcomers had also been drawn in by the generous pay Ang offered and joined the training camp.
The recruit training camp had now reached a total of 140,000 men. More than half were in Amnath City, while the rest were on the West Bank of Valagaju.
"Are these people any good?" Ang swept his sharp gaze over the recruits and asked.
The officer beside him replied quietly, "My lord, their foundations are relatively weak. After two months of training, they can only barely compare to our Warrior Academy students. If they are to meet the standards of our regular soldiers, they will need much more time to be tempered."
Ang pondered for a moment, then made up his mind. "My time is limited. Increase the intensity of their training. If any fail to qualify, eliminate them directly."
The officer beside him frowned and said with some hesitation, "My lord, many of them are of military service age. If we eliminate them outright, the impact may not be good. Could we consider assigning them to the Logistics Regiment?"
Ang thought for a while before answering, "The Logistics Regiment's duties are equally important, but if these people lack the ability to fight, they should not waste military resources. We cannot let them enter the Logistics Regiment so easily, or it will affect the overall quality of the army."
"Then what should we do?" the officer asked with some difficulty.
"For now, increase the training intensity and do everything