Chapter 73: Over Three Hundred Thousand Allied Forces! And Became a Small General!

Roko looked at everyone's jubilant appearance, and the smile on his face deepened.

He raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Although we have entered the Logistics and Baggage Battalion and are relatively safe."

"However, this is a military camp after all, and the rules are strict."

"During this period, you all better behave yourselves and don't go looking for trouble."

"Understand?"

His tone, although peaceful, carried unquestionable majesty.

"Yes! Young Master!"

Hart and the others immediately responded in unison, and their expressions also became serious.

Roko nodded with satisfaction and continued.

"Hart, make arrangements for the brothers to take turns resting."

"At the same time, pay more attention to the situation in Luoxing Pingyuan."

"Try to find out the designations and strength of the various units in the allied forces, especially the specific number of people in the 'Iron Lion Knights'."

"And the total strength of the entire Kingdom Allied Forces, how many powerhouses above the Great Knight level there are, the scale of the mage and priest teams, etc."

"Try to find out these pieces of information as clearly as possible."

Hart's expression tightened, and he said solemnly.

"Young Master, don't worry."

"I will arrange these matters properly."

Roko looked at Bake again.

"Bake, your scout team also needs to take action."

"In addition to scouting the intelligence within the plain, also pay attention to the situation around the plain to prevent small groups of Orcs from infiltrating."

Bake patted his chest and guaranteed.

"Young Master, leave it to me!"

Roko nodded slightly, his gaze turning to Luoen and Joven.

"Luoen, Joven, you assist Hart in managing the daily affairs of the camp and restrain the soldiers well so they don't cause any trouble."

"Yes, Young Master!"

The two responded in unison.

Finally, Roko looked at Bloodaxe.

"Bloodaxe, those brothers of yours are all old hands, let them listen and watch more, and if there is any movement, report to Hart immediately."

Bloodaxe grinned.

"Young Master, don't worry, leave this little thing to me!"

After everything was arranged properly, Roko waved his hand.

"Alright, go get busy."

Everyone dispersed one after another, each carrying out their tasks.

Fula stood quietly by Roko's side, those heterochromatic eyes never leaving Roko.

Her silver-gray cat ears twitched slightly, as if listening carefully to all the movements around her.

Roko felt Fula's gaze, turned his head, and gave her a gentle smile.

"Fula, you go and rest too."

"You're tired after rushing on the road these past few days."

Fula shook her head gently.

"Master, Fula is not tired."

Her voice carried a hint of unique softness, making one's heart soften upon hearing it.

Roko looked at her clear and focused eyes, and a warm current surged in his heart.

He reached out, wanting to rub her cat ears as usual, but considering they were in a military camp, he held back.

"Alright, then you stay by my side."

"Mm."

Fula responded softly, a hint of an imperceptible arc curling at the corner of her mouth.

For her, just being able to stay by Roko's side was the greatest satisfaction.

The next day, the sky was slightly bright.

Roko received an order from the allied forces' headquarters, requiring him to lead the Vanguard Valley unit to the area exclusively for the Logistics and Baggage Battalion to camp.

The new camp was located at the right rear of the entire allied forces' camp, in a relatively remote but safer location.

Most of the units stationed around were those responsible for transportation, repairs, food, and other miscellaneous tasks.

Compared to those murderous frontline combat units, the atmosphere here was much more relaxed.

In the next few days, the entire Luoxing Pingyuan was in a state of tense and orderly busyness.

The subsequent units of the Kingdom Allied Forces arrived one after another to carry out reorganization work.

Roko also had a clearer understanding of this massive allied force through the inquiries of Hart and others.

The number of the famous "Iron Lion Knights" actually reached as high as thirty thousand.

Moreover, these thirty thousand knights were each the elite of the elite.

They wore uniform standard-issue fine armor, held sharp standard-issue weapons, and the warhorses beneath them were also excellent breeds carefully selected.

Just taking a look from afar, that iron-blooded, murderous aura was enough to make people feel terrified.

The number of priests and mages was small, not exceeding one thousand in total.

But the preciousness of this team was no less than that of the thirty thousand Iron Lion Knights.

Compared to this, the "Kingdom Allied Forces" composed of private armies of various nobles in the New Wind Province, although more numerous, claiming to exceed three hundred thousand.

But these three hundred thousand troops were a mixed bag, uneven in quality.

Among them were powerful barons who led hundreds or even thousands of elite private armies like Roko's uncles.

There were also some pioneer nobles who were just making up the numbers, and the soldiers under them were mostly serfs who had just put down their hoes.

These people wore all sorts of simple leather armor, and the weapons in their hands were also rusty.

The comprehensive combat effectiveness of such troops was naturally far inferior to the thirty thousand Iron Lion Knights.

However, even so, the gathering of over three hundred thousand troops was extremely massive.

The entire Luoxing Pingyuan was covered by continuous tents.

Flags were fluttering, and the noise was deafening.

After the Kingdom Allied Forces completed reorganization, Roko naturally became a small general in the allied forces.

Although it was only in the Logistics and Baggage Battalion, because of the special care of Uncle-in-law Earl Leonard and the "deliberate" arrangement of Viscount Galvin.

In name, he actually controlled a unit of about two thousand people.

In addition to the five hundred Vanguard Valley elites he brought himself, three other pioneer noble units were assigned to his command.

The first of these three pioneer nobles was named Gena Wilson.

This guy was a middle-aged man in his forties.

He was slightly chubby and always had a hint of fawning smile on his face.

The second was named Alfred Dawson, slightly younger, in his early thirties.

However, he looked arrogant and seemed dissatisfied with being assigned under Roko.

The last one was named Simon Brown, the youngest, looking only a few years older than Roko.

He had a timid personality and always kept his head down, not daring to look anyone in the eye.

The three of them each brought a unit of about five hundred people.

But the combat effectiveness of these units was truly not worth complimenting.

Most of the soldiers were just militia composed of sallow and thin serfs, and many people didn't even have decent weapons, holding sickles and pitchforks in their hands.

It looked like they hadn't even undergone basic military training for much time.

Such troops, once on the battlefield, probably wouldn't even count as cannon fodder, purely sending their heads.

However, Roko didn't care about this.

He knew very well that Viscount Galvin assigning these three units to him was more of a gesture.

A gesture of showing favor to Earl Leonard and the Raymond family behind him. ===== CHAPTER 74 =====