The troops once stationed by Ronald—now known as [the newly-formed Iron Peak County Infantry Regiment]—were led by Commander Montaigne towards the southwest of Revodan.
They marched on a country dirt road, their sight dominated by desolate wild fields.
Only Iron Peak stood solitary in front of them, like a friend.
The soldiers didn't know where they were headed, which made them somewhat anxious.
After their surrender, life had been relatively good for them. They hadn't been beaten nor starved, and no one had been executed.
So they docilely accepted the authority of the "Montaigne-stationed officers," like sheep acquiring a new master.
What else could it be? It was just someone else handing out bread.
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After half an hour's march towards Forging Village with the [New Iron Regiment], Winters saw some signs of life again.
Hence, the troop stopped in front of a small hillside.