Cavalry Unit Arrangements

Victor stood on the open ground by the coast, observing the Cavalry landing.

One by one, the Cavalry Regiment led their warhorses along the wooden pier to the beach. To prevent the horses' hooves from sinking into the sand, the Logistics Department Auxiliary Troops had already laid out dry grass and branches.

These warhorses were still on the ship, many of them not yet fully recovered from the Soothing Potion, and were simply being led forward step by step by their riders.

A few horses that recovered quickly were restrained by the Cavalry as soon as they stepped onto land and began to show signs of stress. They were then dragged aside to prevent them from affecting the other warhorses.

The whole process was very orderly, with occasional minor disturbances, but these were quickly brought under control.

The warhorses that came ashore were gathered together according to their unit numbers. There was water and food for the warhorses, and the cooks specially added brown sugar and salt to the boiled black beans in the food.

Brown sugar is raw sugar made from sugar beets by the territory's sugar factory. It hasn't been filtered or refined, so it's inedible for humans due to its many impurities. However, it's very appealing to horses when used to cook black beans. Add a certain amount of salt, and it becomes a real feast for them.

Those warhorses that show signs of stress can be calmed down quickly by feeding them a handful of boiled black beans.

Afterwards, these warhorses and those already exposed to the drug's effects will be led aside to drink water and be fed, and then carried to their respective camps in small teams for unified settlement.

James was running around the area. As the commander of the Cavalry Regiment, he had a lot to do. Fortunately, a detailed plan and rehearsal had been made before the landing, otherwise he might have been even more tired.

Victor waited until James finally stopped running around before he found him.

As Victor approached, he noticed that James's face was flushed, probably from the sea breeze and his busy schedule.

"Baron James, you've really been working hard. I felt bad for bothering you as you kept running around."

Victor spoke words of comfort, but a wicked smile was on his face.

James was furious at his childhood friend and boss's words. He had already noticed Victor standing outside observing the scene, and he said irritably, "You've been standing there for so long, why don't you come down and help me?"

"You're the Regimental Commander, it wouldn't be right for me to overstep my bounds!"

And I saw that you did a very good job, giving orders decisively and assigning tasks in an orderly manner. You should have even more confidence in yourself!

James rolled his eyes.

At this moment, Victor handed him a water jug. James took it, glanced at it, and found that the jug was made of silver, with an exquisite appearance and an engraved Golden Sunflower Crest. He twisted open the cap and poured himself a mouthful. "Your water jug is quite exquisite. As expected of the Viscount, you live a truly decadent life!"

This isn't water, what is it?

As soon as James took a sip, he realized something was wrong. It wasn't water at all; it was red wine, and it was red wine with added spices!

James, a seasoned wine connoisseur, knew this all too well. He looked up at Victor, waiting for his answer.

Victor held up his index finger, gesturing for someone to speak softly, "This is my own treasure. It contains cardamom, cloves, cinnamon, and sugar. I instructed the kitchen to make it especially for me before I left the territory."

It warms the stomach after drinking it, making it perfect for drinking while sailing at sea. It's a recipe given by Sodoma. How about it, feeling a bit warmer now?

James spat out the stone, then nodded. "It tastes really good. I felt warm right after drinking it, otherwise it would have been quite cold being blown by the sea breeze."

But your water bottle is way too small! Couldn't you have given me more?

After saying that, he gently shook the silver kettle in his hand, which seemed to have a capacity of less than two liters.

Victor said irritably, "Do you want them or not? If you don't want them, I'll give them to Ron. I only gave them to you because I saw how hard you've worked. If you don't appreciate it, give them back to me."

"How dare I! I was just joking. It would be such a waste to give such a good thing to that roughneck Ron!"

"A nobleman of your stature, what do you lack?"

James quickly twisted the cap back on and stuffed the water bottle into the bag on his back.

After Victor saw that he had put it away, he said, "Although it's not wartime yet and drinking isn't prohibited, you should still drink sparingly and not let anyone know you're drinking!"

Especially Ron, I don't have that many to give him.

"Don't worry, Ron and his troops are still adrift on the ship."

Victor looked at the bustling camp behind James and said, "Alright, I won't bother you anymore. You must have a lot of things to do. Get some rest with your troops."

Tomorrow your troops will be responsible for reconnaissance of the surrounding area. If you need anything, just tell Lodan. As long as it's not more than a certain amount, he has the authority to approve it.

James nodded. "Don't worry, leave the reconnaissance mission to me. I'll lead the team myself."

After hearing this, Victor turned and left with his guards, but after taking only a few steps, Victor called James back, "Be careful, and it's still a bit cold. Remember to ask Lodan for some cloaks."

James gave a thumbs up, then walked into the camp, waving as he went. "Victor, don't worry."