"Strauss and Bolton, those little rascals, they're doing so well in the south that I'm under a lot of pressure here," Redman, clad in a dusty military uniform threw his gloves to a nearby orderly soldier, striding past the bodies on the ground, and complained to an officer beside him.
"General!" Although they did not have formal ranks from the Leite Kingdom, soldiers from Northern Ridge still habitually referred to Redman as General, "Our troops are too dispersed; we should regroup and take some time to reorganize."
"The 2nd Battalion of the 1st Regiment is still at Canze, the 1st Battalion just arrived at Xi Mei, and we have already reached close to the Royal Palace of the Germelin Kingdom," this Northern Ridge staff officer had also studied at a military academy, so his analysis of the battlefield was very professional.
