Chapter 529: Misinformation
(7 Days Before Deployment, Planet Tithia, The Dragon Army War Camp)
The war drums hadn’t sounded yet, but the mood in the Dragon Army camp was already boiling.
The misinformation that the Legion Commanders had been asked to spread had spread across every tent, every mess hall by now, as although there was no official announcement made by the Cult or its Elders, every soldier pretty much knew exactly where they were heading.
"Planet Nemo’s got those rich mana core veins, doesn’t it? You think they’ll let us keep whatever we loot?"
"Keep? Brother, if we win, we will relocate to Nemo officially, and mine it legally, there’s no need to steal anything."
"You two are idiots. It’s common knowledge that the Squad Captains reward each surviving member of their troop with something valuable once the war is over.... An off-book gift of sorts. We won’t be mining anything, we won’t even go near the mines."
"Oh, shut it you all, let’s first win the war before talking about the spoils."
Laughter followed, tense but loud, the kind of noise men made not because they were relaxed, but because they didn’t want to admit they were nervous.
Further down the row of training pits, others were locked in their own conversations, their voices more anxious.
"This is it, you know? Our chance to make history."
"Yeah... this isn’t just another border scuffle. If we crush Nemo, the whole Cult rises and we’ll be the ones who did it. After that, no matter which pub we walk into, we will be treated as war hero’s!"
"I even heard that the Shadow Dragon’s marching with us. Both him and the Dragon, side by side."