The Regressed Mercenary's Machinations

Chapter 517

Judge Gatros’s decision to delegate authority to the various commanders rather than stubbornly taking complete control himself was a commendable move. Few people have the ability to assess their own limits objectively without overestimating their capabilities.

While this was likely the best option, dispersing command caused small cracks to appear in the cohesion of the Delphine forces. This was inevitable due to the sheer size of the army.

“Hmm, are we moving along smoothly?”

During their retreat to the fortress, Gatros repeatedly glanced over his shoulder, his expression uneasy. Something about the march felt off.

One of his adjutants standing nearby replied, “It’s due to the scale of our forces. The varying speeds of each unit might be causing some irregularities.”

“I see. Will this be an issue?”

“It’s a mess.”

The further back in the formation, the more disorganized the march became. With no single commander overseeing the entire army, it was natural for such chaos to arise.

Each of the Delphine commanders was too preoccupied with managing their own units. The differences in troop types between units led to inevitable gaps as the slower-moving divisions fell behind.

Gone was the precision and unity of the large army that had once moved seamlessly under Kaien’s command.

Turning to Gillian, who stood beside her, Amelia spoke.

“Equip them lightly. While the cavalry archers harass and slow the enemy, the rest will form ranks and follow.”

Marching wasn’t merely about walking. It required maintaining maximum combat readiness under a superior’s command.

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