Marching on Blackwater City

"Santos, you still can't come with us this time. You know the situation in Golden Sunflower Territory and Boler County. I truly wouldn't feel at ease leaving them in anyone else's hands, so I can only continue to rely on you!"

Victor felt apologetic toward Santos. Santos had followed him from early on, yet the work he had been given had always been the dirty and exhausting kind.

"My lord, I have no problem with that. This is my duty to begin with. Besides, this arm of mine will probably need some more time to heal."

Santos slightly raised his right arm, lifting the limb fixed with elderwood and Bitter Bamboo leaves for Victor to see, indicating that his injury still needed time to recover.

Victor looked at Santos and shook his head. "But that won't affect your command of the troops. As a Regimental Commander, you weren't supposed to personally take the field anyway!"

"Fine, since you say so, I'll take your word for it!"

Santos immediately smiled. He did not want Victor to feel troubled either.

"It's really nothing, my lord!"

"Since that's the case, recommend some men for me. I'm planning to transfer four detachments from Golden Sunflower Territory. Which units do you think would be suitable?"

Santos understood that this was preferential treatment from Victor, allowing him to recommend his own subordinates first. If they earned military merit in the coming battles, he would also receive a share of the credit. Naturally, Santos accepted gladly.

"Then I recommend the 7th Garrison Detachment stationed at Wolf Hill, the 4th Garrison Detachment stationed in Red Ginseng Territory, and the 9th and 10th Garrison Detachments remaining in Linshui Town as reserves. All four detachments have good combat strength."

"Introduce them to me."

"The 7th, 9th, and 10th Detachments have