"Excellent. You performed well during the battle to capture the fortress. For now, there will be no more fighting."
Phield patted Haiky on the shoulder.
"Let the wounded rest and receive treatment. Those who aren't injured should organize themselves and begin clearing corpses and debris from the fortress."
"Yes, my lord!"
Haiky immediately saluted with a standard Imperial military salute before heading off to arrange the Second Army.
"They still need to be observed. The battles ahead will mainly rely on our core forces."
Phield shook his head.
The reason he assigned the Second Army to logistics and support duties wasn't just because they had suffered heavy casualties and were down to a little over four hundred men. Loyalty was a major concern for any newly absorbed force.
Phield understood human nature.
People were prone to overthinking.
Not only would the former border troops overthink things, but he would too.
So it was simpler to let them handle logistics for now.
