Vaerik stood on an open field to one side of the camp, looking at the troops that had finished forming ranks before him.
A total of twenty elite knights, fifty formal knights, one hundred and three knight apprentices, and four hundred infantry.
This was his entire force for the journey to Clear Feather Ridge.
The soldiers and knights from Crimson Tide Domain were well-trained and high in morale, needless to say.
After long periods of conditioning, this unit had an average loyalty rate of 150% toward Vaerik.
The forces John brought were also unexpectedly well-organized.
His bright silver-trimmed light armor stood out in the crowd, followed by a group of well-equipped knights and infantry.
It seemed Earl Harvey had indeed invested considerably in this youngest son, fearing he might die mysteriously in the Northern Province.
There were also several unfamiliar faces in the crowd.
Those were people Viscount Webster had inserted, and Vaerik understood at a glance.
