“You’re promoted,” Kaladin said. “Get these men across the bridge as quickly as possible. If anyone asks, you’ve been given a field commission as commander of the rear guard. If anyone claims to outrank you, send them to me.” The man started. “Promoted … Who are you? Can you do that?” “Someone needs to,” Kaladin snapped. “Go. Get to work.” “I—” “Go!” Kaladin bellowed. Remarkably, the lighteyed man saluted him and began yelling for his squad.
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