A Formal Army for the Birth of a Nation

It seemed the guards weren't stupid enough to fall for his trick, but weren't smart enough to have a sense of humour. He sighed. "Alright, alright. But before I do actually sign up" (Which he had no intention of doing) "Can I ask some questions? What war it is we will be fighting? Who gets to be generals or captains -- ah. Let me guess. Lanceleyns?" Bastien smirked, but any real joy was drained from his face.