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... 0,000 as an expeditionary force.

Rather than say that they were organized, it would probably be more accurate to say that they were hired. I wasn’t going to send even a single member of the Demon Lord Army out in this war. I intended to go to war while using nothing but mercenaries.

Mercenaries strangely give off the impression that they are lower quality than national soldiers, but the truth is the exact opposite. A majority of the people in this era are farmers. As the saying g ...

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