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Subsequently, Bulborn, Medmonkey and Balmond entered the camp one after another.

"The border dwarf army was defeated, the battle line advanced northward, and the border crisis facing the provinces of Cardro and Serop was lifted."

After receiving this news, everyone, including Weilin, breathed a sigh of relief.

Speculations are speculations. Only by telling the news personally from the commander of the corps can they feel completely at ease.

"According to the instructions of the Sixth Headquarters, the logistics supply task will be transferred to the 29th Corps. The mission of our 27th Corps is to enter the Sigas Province and suppress the small group of dwarfs who rebelled against the army."

After reading out the order, Bulborn looked around and said, "Do you have any questions?"

After a while, Russell stood up first, saluted, and asked respectfully: "Commander, can you capture dwarves and use them as slaves?"

"Yes." Bulborn nodded and replied, "You can capture dwarves and use them as slaves for your own use, or you can sell them to other countries, but you cannot kill dwarves wantonly. This is the order of His Majesty the King."

Russell got the answer he wanted and sat down.

Then came the second and third.

Bulborn gave detailed answers to prevent them from violating the king's order due to greed.

After half an hour, the meeting ended.

Just as Weilin was about to leave, his third uncle hugged his shoulders, and his meaning was obvious.

Seeing this scene, Verin could only express a slight regret to Russell and not be able to go back with him.

When Russell saw this scene, he felt very envious. It would be great if his family also had elders in the upper echelons of the army, but unfortunately he could only think about it.

"You brat, how have you been during these few months of leisure?" Balmond and Verin walked side by side towards their tent.

Weilin heard this and replied with a smile, "Don't worry about anything. A few months ago when I saw them all having tasks, I might have been a little jealous, but now I'm just happy."

"Hahaha." After hearing this, Balmond seemed to have thought of some joke, "It's okay to use this to deceive cousin Ivelious, but I don't know what your character is."

"My grandpa is a mature man. I can't deceive him with my words. If I pretend to be more mature, you can still deceive my third uncle." Weilin retorted mercilessly.

"Forget it, stop talking. If you keep talking, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but beat you." Balmond looked at the boy's look of needing a beating and clenched his fists, fearing that he wouldn't be able to help but beat Verin.

Weilin looked at his third uncle's appearance and wisely closed his mouth and stopped talking for fear of being beaten.

Arriving at Balmond's camp, Verin was not polite at all. He took out the tea leaves on his third uncle's table, asked the female swordsman wearing a cat-face mask for a pot of water, and started making tea.

Balmond didn't mind this either, he preferred drinking wine to tea.

"I'm calling you here this time to tell you one thing. Be careful when entering the Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom. The dwarf resistance troops can be killed. It won't matter if they all are killed. But for the dwarf civilians, you can kill a few and capture some as slaves. It’s okay, but it can’t be mass murder.”

"You must also maintain respect for the dwarf mountain god. Unless those clergy are members of the resistance force, you can kill them. As long as they do not interfere with your actions, you don't need to pay too much attention to other clergy."

"The purpose of the kingdom this time is to obtain ownership of the new land in the north. It has no intention of occupying the dwarf land, so it can plunder as much as it wants, but the premise is still the same, don't massacre the dwarf civilians."

"I took note of it." Weilin took a sip of tea and said calmly.

Balmond looked at Weilin's unfazed look and felt a little itchy in his heart: "You are not curious about the reason."

"Not curious."

"Forget it, it's okay not to be curious. Just remember that this is the advice your grandpa gave to our family."

"kindness."

He knew more than his third uncle. Weilin knew the reasons for his grandfather's advice to their family.

"By the way, there is a batch of supplies here."

Balmond patted his head, took out a document from the table and handed it to Verin.

"Thank you, third uncle. I'll bring you some bottles of good wine next time." Before leaving, Weilin took the documents and thanked his third uncle.

Balmond recalled the bottle of wine that Verin brought to him last time, and licked his lips with some aftertaste: "The wine last time was good, ten or eight bottles would not be too little for me. If there were dozens or hundreds of bottles, most."

Wei Lin rolled his eyes at him. The annual production of this kind of wine is only more than a hundred bottles.

However, next time I will ask Kyle to send ten bottles. After all, my third uncle has done me such a big favor.

After taking a quick look at the contents of the document, it was enough for the 135th Legion to completely change their equipment.

There were too many things, so I had to go back and arrange for someone to come and collect them.

……

On July 9732, 7 in the Glorious Calendar, the 8th Legion was ordered to set off.

Three battalions were placed under the command of Viscount Montcas as the forward army.

The five battalions served as the central army and were personally led by Wei Lin.

The rear army consisted of four battalions, under the jurisdiction of Viscount Algernon Barritt, a friend of his cousin Alcott, who was responsible for escorting various necessary living supplies.

A team of 60,000 people led a march of more than 30 kilometers long, heading towards the province of Sigas, the mountain kingdom of the Ironforge dwarves.

In the border area, those well-informed merchants came here early to occupy a good place, preparing to act as middlemen, buying dwarf slaves from the army, and then selling them to various countries in the eastern region of the West Napus subcontinent.

During the war between the Kingdom of Kube and the Half-Elf Kingdom of Yis, more than 100,000 half-elf slaves were dumped in the Kingdom of Ilia.

Now the situation may be reversed, with the Iliad kingdom dumping dwarf slaves to other nations.

"Master Deputy Commander, there is a town thirty kilometers ahead, called Iron Tower City, which is the territory of the dwarf Viscount Iron Tower." The three knights came to Moncas, dismounted from their horses, beat their chests in salute, and reported respectfully.

"What's the specific situation?" Moncas asked, riding on a black horned horse.

The low-ranking silver knight lowered his head and replied: "Sir, all the dwarf villages and farmland around the Iron Tower Territory were burned, but no traces of fighting were found. My subordinates guessed that this should be the scorched earth policy of the dwarves. The dwarves who originally lived in those villages, or In Iron Tower City, they have either retreated to the rear."

Moncas thought for a while and asked the silver knight to bring a team of bronze knights to scout the situation in the iron tower city. At the same time, he asked the messenger to go to the central army to report the situation to Weilin.

After receiving the news from Muncas, Verin did not hesitate and ordered to stop the march and set up camp on the spot.

The situation is unclear right now, so be careful.