Meanwhile, as the common soldier musters in the new Eleckrénai regiment he wonders aloud:
"I tell ya, it ain't right. Us going off to some distant land to fight. And it's winter on top of that!"
Their nerves on edge, some act out inappropriately. Have they no manners or breeding?
The new Pandour battalion, not yet fully mustered receive a "stiffening" of irregulars and spiritual leaders.
They ask, "hey, who are those guys and why is he holding a loaded pistol?"
Finally all is in readiness and the Eleckrénai regiment receives its colors from the Grand Duke himself.
The colors receive a blessing from the regional clergy, as befitting the solemn occasion.
Artillery chief Colonel Krontsteen and chief diplomat Count Lippe look on approvingly.
And with a final surge of enthusiasm, the leadership prepares to go forth for battle and honor!