With the Ranger Cavalry no longer providing reconnaissance, and the Intelligence Department able to send only limited reports, Victor read what came in and forwarded it straight to James.
James was now the chief commander of the Northwestern Border Defense Line. He had fulfilled his duties well, and Victor had no intention of interfering with his deployments. That was how he operated.
The early days of Two Rivers County were long past. Victor now had more than a million residents under his rule, along with the entire Two Rivers Legion and tens of thousands of supporting militia.
His responsibilities were countless. He trusted his longtime subordinates to handle the details of military affairs.
James was as young as Victor, but no less experienced in war. He still liked to take risks at times, yet he knew better than to be careless when it mattered.
After receiving the reports, James marked the information he considered important and hurried to prepare for battle based on his own judgment.
He focused those preparations on training the troops. Supplies had been ready for some time, but the second-line forces still needed work.
In particular, there were the five thousand cavalry under Horne from the Blood Scorpion Tribe, nearly two thousand auxiliary troops drawn from three subordinate tribes, and close to ten thousand militia assigned to the Northwestern Border Defense Line by the territory. Their equipment was decent, but they still could not match James's frontline troops in combat.
Counting those forces, his own regiment, and Ron's Second Regiment, James now commanded more than twenty thousand troops, nearly as many as the entire Two Rivers Legion.
With that many soldiers, James could have been called a Legion Commander anywhere in the Vela Region.
James himself did not see it that way. He knew exactly what