They could head to the tavern to unwind and rest, but Lance couldn't; he needed to thoroughly inventory all the spoils of war from this outing.
The three cannons were the most important gains aside from a few extraordinary items, as only the Empire had the technology to cast them; his small town couldn't even produce gun barrels.
There were sixty Long-barreled Flintlock Guns that could function normally, and only twelve short guns.
There were only twenty complete sets of armor; most of the rest were low-value cold weapons and protective gear cobbled together from various sources.
However, he planned to melt down and recast all the armor from the artillery and the Wolf Faction.
Because one belonged to the Imperial army and the other to a wanted Mercenary Corps, being found with any of it would be troublesome.
Moreover, his army needed its own distinctive features, and he also had to design their uniforms.
They had to be cool!
