The sharpness of their weapons wasn't the only distinguishing feature. Michael's soldiers had undergone two months of intense training, transforming them into capable warriors. Their morale was unmatched, and the Crassus family's elite guards, in particular, exhibited exceptional individual combat prowess.
As a commander, Michael's thoughts were conflicted. The confrontation with the Pamir Empire's forces was drawing near, and he knew his time was limited. Could he raise these unpolished recruits to the level of the Crassus soldiers? Would his efforts bear fruit, or would they perish on the battlefield?
Closing his eyes briefly, Michael inhaled deeply. All he could do now was prepare them to the best of his ability. Who would survive and who would fall in the flames of war was beyond anyone's prediction.