Kaylen stood among his men and listened to the speech with them He focused a little to the king or his speech, and was already writing his own in his head. Each man and woman around him he knew and trusted to, every one of them had he trained and fought alongside for a long time. None of them liked him but respected him, just as they should. When the king finally got to the end of his speech, Kaylen pulls his sword out and points it onward."Brass Boars, advance!" He ordered loudly enough for the order to reach the ears of all and every single man under his control and the ones nearby as well. His unit begun marching on at steady pace after the king, each and every warrior in it armed with both bow and shortsword, and eager to clash with the enemy."First one who complains about his feet will stand guard throughout the night, does anyone here feel like complaining about their feet?" He yells loudly."No Captain Hunter Sir!" Was the reply from each soldier as they march on with their heads high and equipment shining brightly.