"I, Lucian Cross, regimental commander of the first regiment of the 71st legion of the Northern Army, hereby issue the order: if any soldier of the first regiment in Wollo encounters demon creatures, kill them on sight!"
Lucian drew his cold sword.
It was an order!
The sound of iron-blooded determination echoed across Wollo.
In an instant, a second black cold sword appeared in the sky nearby.
"Marlowe Spears of the 71st legion's second regiment, at your command!"
"Stellan Jacome, at your command!"
...
Suddenly, 800 cold sword hovered above Wollo, all belonging to regimental commanders!
It had been a long time since they had received such an order.
A rough voice boomed out, "Haha, look, look! My soldiers are the finest. Everyone in the 71st legion, heed Lucian's order as if it were mine. Kill the demons!"
The one-armed commander of the 71st legion, Maddox Johnstone, was still alive!
