Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

The two knightly orders cooperated with each other, and with the help of tens of thousands of troops charging head-on, they completely defeated the Irus Legion of more than 60,000 people.

The hilly areas were filled with soldiers from the German Kingdom, who were scrambling to escape, and even slashing their comrades' hands and feet to increase their chances of escape.

As Irus's direct troops, they would publicize the crimes committed by the alien god's army every three days, making them prefer to flee rather than kneel down and beg for surrender.

According to military regulations and orders, unless the lord issues an order to kill without mercy, it is not allowed to kill surrendered prisoners privately.

The 15th Army was extremely excited about these stubborn elements. The running speed they had gained from years of training finally showed their advantage on the front battlefield.

On the hill, Weilin rode on the red phosphorus horse, looking at the scene in the distance, feeling very calm.

This time, millions of gold coins might be given out as a reward, but it was just a small amount of money for him.

It has been two years and five months since the expedition war began on January 9753, in the Glorious Calendar. He had gained a lot during the war. There were million gold coins from the enemy in the half-plane alone, plus training materials, magic crystal items from the indigenous plane, other types of extraordinary ores, copper and silver blocks, totaling billion gold coins.

In addition, the demon soul light balls and demon materials obtained with the help of his grandfather are worth 16.5 billion gold coins. However, the stock is huge, and it is in the Metagea plane, so it cannot be transformed into extraordinary materials for the time being.

"My lord, the enemy's main general has not been captured." Greg came to Weilin, knelt on one knee, and answered.

"Nothing. We have already achieved our goal of defeating the enemy. As for the enemy commander's escape, it is not a big deal. He can't cause any trouble in Soller Province."

The next morning, more than 30,000 soldiers of the Irus Legion were killed, more than 3,000 were captured, and the remaining soldiers fled into the wilderness.

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In the city of Soller, after three days and two nights of cleanup, the city finally returned to peace, but the smell of blood in the air was hard to ignore.

Except for a very small number of soldiers from the German Kingdom who hid among the civilians, most people were either killed or captured.

Now, the entire city of Soller has been completely occupied by the 15th Army.

Outside the East City Gate, in a temporary prisoner camp surrounded by wood, more than 10,000 prisoners were held in the open air, guarded by more than 2,600 soldiers from the 8th Battalion of the Thousand Fort Army.

Inside the camp, the black-haired boy looked at the mud on his sister's face and tried hard not to laugh.

"Brother, it's already this time and you can still laugh." The silver-haired girl noticed the expression of the black-haired boy and couldn't help but complain.

"Don't worry, you didn't have a nightmare, right? That means we are still safe now, don't worry." The black-haired boy comforted.

"Brother, I..."

"Shh-"

The silver-haired girl turned her head and saw the patrol soldiers walking towards her. She immediately lowered her head and dared not talk anymore.

"Everyone, stand up."

Hearing the familiar language, the captives dared not resist and stood up one after another.

"Professionals stand on the left, non-professionals stand on the right. You are given ten minutes. Anyone who stays in the middle will be whipped eighty times."

Upon hearing this, everyone began to move to both sides, not daring to delay for fear of being hit by the spiked whip.

After a commotion, there were more than 6,000 professionals standing on the left, and only more than 3,000 non-professionals standing on the right.

After a city is breached, ordinary soldiers are often the first to die, while professionals are the most likely to survive.

"How long will it take for the two gentlemen to arrive here?" The commander of the Sixth Battalion of the Qianbao Army turned his head and asked his subordinates in the common language.

"In reply to the general, the two gentlemen will patrol the No. 3 prisoner camp in two hours." Upon hearing this, the officer replied skillfully in the common language.

"Tell the soldiers to cheer up. If you embarrass yourself in front of the two adults, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Yes, General." The officer replied.

Two hours later, Weilin arrived at the prisoner camp No. 3 with Kyle and some guards.

"Do you have any sense of it?" Weilin stopped at the entrance of the camp and asked.

Hearing this, Kyle said uncertainly, "Some, but not many."

"Let's look for it first. It doesn't take much time anyway."

Two days ago, on the second day after Kyle entered Soller City, he felt a sense of connection and the face of a mysterious woman appeared in his mind.

This kind of induction is based on the intervention of the angel bloodline in his consciousness. Simply put, the angel bloodline believes that there is a woman in this city whose fate matches its own.

When this part of knowledge was unlocked, Kyle was confused at first. After understanding the deeper meaning, he realized the significance of matching fate.

His power was inherited from his grandfather's angel heart. After decades of transformation, he has become an eight-winged angel with pure angel blood.

Fate matching can be understood as spouses, master and apprentice, or father and daughter.

In his confused perception, Kyle couldn't be sure that this woman whose fate matched his own would become that role.

After some hesitation, he told his master about this matter.

After hearing the news, Weilin was quite active and took Kyle around the city of Soller in order to find the woman whose fate matched Kyle's.

Kyle naturally knew why his master was so enthusiastic, but he did not refuse.

"Eric Archibald, commander of the 8th Battalion of the Thousand Castle Army, greets Lord Weilin." A young man came up to Weilin, bowed and saluted, and said loudly.

Looking at the high-ranking silver warrior in front of him, Weilin asked, "General Eric, I heard that you recently found a woman."

"Yes, Lord Verin."

Faced with the other party's questioning, Eric did not dare to hide anything and answered truthfully.

"Don't worry, I don't mean to hold you accountable. I just heard from Freeman that you are quite concerned about that woman, but everything should be done in moderation. Do you understand?"

"Thank you for your teachings. I will keep them in mind." Eric answered loudly and sincerely to express his attitude.

"kindness."

Weilin dismounted, sat down aside, and signaled Kyle that he could go look for it.

Seeing this, Kyle nodded, followed his inner feeling, walked into the crowd and began to look for the woman.

Among the captives, facing the "inspector" blond young man, no one dared to breathe.

Moving through the crowd, Kyle sometimes moved forward, sometimes moved to the right, heading in the most likely direction.

When passing by a black-haired boy, Kyle stopped and said to himself, "This should be it."

The silver-haired girl standing behind the black-haired boy suddenly felt her heart beating, as if someone very important appeared beside her, but due to her brother's instructions, she kept her head down and dared not look around.