Chapter 925 Luoyunpo Reorganization

At Luoyunpo camp, tens of thousands of troops gathered here.

In the central tent, Weilin sat cross-legged on a blanket, picked up the document on the low table, glanced at it briefly, and signed his name directly.

After spending a few minutes processing the pile of documents, Kyle brought the sorted documents to the coffee table.

Weilin had just put down his pen, but had to pick it up again. He looked up at Kyle, blinked, and said, "Slow down."

"I see."

Kyle nodded and returned to the low table, slowing down the pace of sorting through the papers.

Seeing this, Weilin breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the document and began to review it.

After three days, tens of thousands of noble coalition forces from Cardero Province were reorganized according to their eliteness under the leadership of Weilin.

In the early morning, more than a hundred nobles entered the tent.

Fifteen viscounts sat on both sides of the tent, and the other nobles stood behind the viscounts in order of strength.

Weilin sat in the main seat, looking at the nobles below, signaling with his eyes that Kyle could begin.

Seeing this, Kyle raised his hand and pressed down, stopping everyone's discussion.

Seeing that the tent had quieted down, Kyle began to read out: "The First Army has three battalions under its command, with a total of 14,526 warriors, including seven gold professionals, 413 silver professionals, 9,685 bronze professionals, and 4,421 high-level professional apprentices."

"Viscount Moncas will serve as the commander of the First Army and concurrently as the commander of the First Battalion. Viscount Brian and Viscount Alec will serve as deputy commanders and concurrently as the commanders of the Second and Third Battalions respectively."

"The Second Army has five battalions under its command, with a total of 23,377 people, including three gold professionals, 133 silver professionals, 3,566 bronze professionals, and the rest are apprentice professionals of lower ranks."

"Viscount Cowell will be the commander of the Second Army and also the commander of the First Battalion. Baron Wesker and..."

"The Third Army has eight battalions under its command, with a total of 35,817 people, including one gold professional, 57 silver professionals, 2,726 bronze professionals, 8,933 apprentice professionals, and the rest are ordinary soldiers."

"Viscount Algernon will be the commander of the Third Army, and..."

"Middle-level generals, these will be distributed to you after the meeting. After receiving the instructions, please take over the troops in the shortest possible time and do not cause chaos in the camp."

"Yes, Lord Earl." Everyone answered in unison.

Weilin sat up straight, looked around, and said in a serious voice, "I know you are curious about how many troops I brought this time. How much stronger are they than the troops under your command?"

"First of all, your ability to perform your duties is worthy of recognition and praise."

The fifteen viscounts and seventy-seven barons puffed out their chests when they heard Weilin's words.

Being praised by the God-given Earl was enough for them to brag about when they visited their friends in other provinces.

"At the same time, I will personally report to His Majesty the King your loyalty to the kingdom to the twenty-five pioneering knights who came here voluntarily."

Upon hearing this, the twenty or so young men standing at the back looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes.

"In this war, the troops I led numbered 20,000 men."

"There are three soul professionals."

"One is myself, a low-level knight of soul."

"One is my guardian knight, my butler, Kyle, a mid-level soul knight."

"One of them is this, the Star Moon Castle warrior instructor, Ms. Fiona, a low-level soul warrior."

"There are thirteen gold professionals."

"Captain of the Praying Star Battalion, Cassius."

"The commander of the Ice Sword Battalion and the leader of the Ice Bear Knights, Hebrew."

"..."

"The priest troops are led by Reverend Lavia." "There are 2,837 silver professionals, 15,987 bronze professionals, and 1,567 warrior apprentices."

"These are the troops I brought."

After Weilin finished his introduction, everyone's eyes were filled with undisguised shock.

They knew the terrifying power of Earl Qixing, but when he put part of his power out in the open, it was a completely different scene.

Regardless of what will happen in the future, as of now, this war cannot be lost.

"This is the end of the meeting. During the reorganization, everyone must follow military orders. Battalion commanders and above can be addressed by their titles, and officers below the battalion commander must be addressed by their positions."

"I will obey your orders, Lord Earl."

"Viscount Brian, Viscount Alick, and Viscount Cowell stay here. Everyone else go down."

"Yes."

Everyone answered in unison and left the tent one after another.

In less than a moment, there were only five people left in the huge tent.

"Cousin Alik, is Uncle Edgar in good health?" Weilin stood up, walked to Alik and asked with a smile.

"He is in good health and lives a much more carefree life than me." Alec replied with a hint of envy in his tone.

Weilin turned to look at Cowell again and asked, "Cousin Cowell, how about Uncle Alcott come in?"

"To put it simply, taking my kids out to play every day makes it almost impossible for me, as a father, to face them." Cowell covered his face and said helplessly.

“This kind of retirement…”

Before Weilin could finish, Kyle coughed lightly and reminded him, "My lord, Lord Madmonch will be here soon."

Weilin said solemnly, "Uncle Edgar and Uncle Alcott are both in their prime. After the war is over, I will visit them and help them regain their vitality."

"Okay, my three cousins, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After saying this, Weilin took Kyle away without waiting for the three to reply.

As he watched Weilin leave, Alick couldn't help but say, "Is Weilin trying to say that this kind of retirement life is really bad?"

"I think so." Cowell nodded in agreement.

Brian saw this and smiled helplessly: "You two! If Weilin really lets you visit your two uncles, you two might end up having a good meal."

"I'm just telling the truth." Cowell curled his lips and spoke.

Alick sighed and slowly said, "To be honest, I also want to retire, but my eldest son has just come of age. It will take at least another 30 or 40 years for him to take over the territory."

The three of them looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh.

It is easy to be a lord, but it is not easy to be a responsible lord!