"Father, there are too many people responding. What should I do? I’ve never commanded a living army before. How do I organize them?"
After issuing a war recruitment order in the name of the Holy Dragon’s Son, the subsequent developments completely exceeded Noah’s initial expectations and Terramus’ imagination. Thus, this Holy Dragon’s Son had to seek help from his father.
As a descendant of the Holy Dragon, Terramus had witnessed many grand scenes. At a young age, he underwent trials in the Great Graveyard ruled by the Demon King. During the trials, this pure-blooded Golden Dragon gradually honed extremely excellent troop command and leadership skills.
However, what Terramus mastered was the ability to command the Undead in battle. The Undead and living creatures have fundamental differences, and the most crucial point is that the Undead never disobey or question any command; they faithfully execute orders from the higher level.
Even in the face of a losing battle, without explicit orders, not a single Undead would retreat, even if it meant fighting to the last skeleton soldier.
But living creatures are different. A legion composed of intelligent beings, receiving proper training, and possessing basic military skills, faces the risk of collapse if the casualty rate exceeds ten percent. A legion that does not collapse until the casualty rate exceeds thirty percent can be called elite.
Unlike the Undead, who can all perish for a single command, a living army with faith can fight to the last man, and their combat power often defies expectation and breaks common sense.
Nevertheless, asking Terramus to organize the dragon-people eager to enlist indeed gave him a headache. He didn’t know how to turn civilians into soldiers, as it’s not as simple as refining a pile of bones into skeleton soldiers.
Even if Terramus was not well-acquainted with living armies, he knew that leading a group of people who had never participated in war and only sought profit through war to the battlefield could only result in disaster.
"Don’t know how to train soldiers? Organize the army?"
Noah couldn’t help but laugh upon seeing his son seeking help. He was in a good mood because he saw the subjects in his domain longing for war,
"Are you really troubled by such a simple problem?"
"What I commanded before were the Undead Legions, which are different from your subjects."
"No, that’s not the main issue."
Noah lightly shook his head, looking at his son with a somewhat amazed expression,
"You are my child, and in the future, you will also have your own domain and army. As an excellent ruler, you don’t need to learn all knowledge, nor master every skill.
No matter what you pursue, the fastest way is not to learn it yourself, but to find those who excel in that area and find a way to make them loyal to you, or at least obey your orders."
"You mean I should find those Lords? Ask them to help me?"
Terramus quickly understood. His thinking had hit a dead end because all he previously commanded were the Undead, and control over the Undead rested with the highest authority.
"Deciding whom to seek for help is your responsibility, not mine."
Noah did not specify who to find; that was a choice Terramus needed to make for himself. As a father, his role was only to provide guidance.
"Father, I have one more question."
Having already sought out his father, Terramus decided to pour out the difficulties he was facing, which arose due to his father’s suggestions. Otherwise, he would have already crossed the sea and reached the Alviss Continent.
"How should I select the civilians who wish to join the war? Their numbers are overwhelming."
Terramus expressed his concern. The recruitment order garnered a massive response, partly due to his eldest son Iliad.
In his recruitment order, he explicitly stated that it was for supporting his brother’s cause of justice and expansion on the Alviss Continent.
As Noah’s eldest son, who was active in the secular world in his youth as the Holy Dragon’s Descendant, Iliad held high prestige in Noah’s domain. Even though he had been absent for many years, many people in this land still missed the Holy Dragon’s Son.
Upon learning that the Holy Dragon’s eldest son now fought for justice on the Other Shore Continent amidst difficult expansion phases and faced covert hostility and attacks from neighboring countries and regional powers, the people were even more impassioned.
Thus, Terramus faced one dragon-man after another eager to fight for his brother. Influenced by Noah’s Dragonization Domain over generations, these towering dragon-men, who had progressively evolved and transformed, naturally possessed bodies taller and stronger than that of humans. With minimal training, they could step into the Transcendent domain.
Most crucially, most of them were quite wealthy, each possessing a set of excellent weapons and equipment, mounts, and numerous attendants.
For nations established by most humanoid races, these dragon-men, averaging over three meters tall, robust, strong, and with long limbs, could be molded into a formidable elite force with only basic training to understand elementary war commands.