Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

On the plain, more than ten thousand knights marched like a tide, the sound of horse hooves echoed in the earth, the sound of armor clashing inspired the morale of the soldiers like a war drum, and the flags fluttered in the wind.

"Captain, we are still more than 30 kilometers away from Luoyunpo." A low-level soul knight came to the side of the leader of the 16th Silver Knights, Madmonchi, and spoke.

Madmonchi looked up into the distance and ordered, "Kadechi, go inform the vanguard troops to slow down."

"Yes, Captain."

Kadeqi replied, and walked forward.

Outside Luoyunpo, Weilin and more than a hundred knights stopped on a low hill, gazing into the distance, waiting for the arrival of the 16th Silver Knights.

"Master, here he comes." Kyle opened his eyes and spoke.

Upon hearing this, Weilin nodded. He also sensed that twenty kilometers away, a large group of knights were approaching Luoyunpo.

Ten minutes later, several kilometers away, the figures of more than a thousand knights gradually emerged in the field of vision, like dark clouds approaching, a majestic momentum was coming towards them, and the flag belonging to the 16th Silver Knights fluttered in the air.

"Over the years, under the leadership of Uncle Madmonch, the 16th Silver Knights have made great progress!" Looking at the momentum of more than a thousand knights, Weilin couldn't help but sigh.

After hearing this, Kyle nodded in agreement.

Compared to more than 30 years ago, the strength of these knights has indeed reached a higher level.

As time passed, more than 10,000 knights of the 16th Silver Knights arrived at the foot of the hill and lined up in an orderly manner.

Looking into the distance, more than 16,000 knights had firm faces and sharp eyes, revealing unparalleled confidence.

In the knights' formation, Madmonch led the 16th Silver Knights towards the hill.

After a few minutes, we arrived at the top of the hill.

The two sides looked at each other, then dismounted and walked towards each other.

Weilin opened his arms and stepped forward to give Madmonkey a big hug.

"Uncle Madmonkey, we haven't seen each other for nearly thirty years, ever since Aunt Flora's wedding."

Madmonchi didn't care about Weilin's address. He smiled and said, "It's been many years since we last met. You have already become an earl, and an earl bestowed by God."

"It's just a small achievement." Weilin said modestly, but he did not hide the pride between his brows.

Seeing this, Madmonchi followed the topic and praised him a few words, then laughed heartily at the boy's embarrassed expression.

After chatting, Weilin asked, "Uncle Madmonchi, how long do you plan to stay in Kadlo Province this time?"

"We'll leave after the war is over." Hearing this, Madmonchi said with some regret, "Compared to the province of Lunsa, the province of Cardero is not that important."

"Besides, haven't you discovered that this province has become your private land?"

"Is there?" Weilin asked with some confusion.

"Forget it. It seems that you haven't received the news yet." Madmonchi looked at Weilin's expression, which didn't seem fake, and explained, "According to my understanding, in three years, the royal family plans to transfer His Excellency Templer Silves, who is stationed in the capital of Kadlo Province, back to the capital."

"It is expected that within five years, the border military town of Kadero Province will be abolished, and the border security mission will be assigned to the local nobles to offset the tax obligations."

"Taxes?" Weilin turned to look at Kyle when he heard this unfamiliar word, and asked in confusion, "Has Qixingling ever paid taxes?"

"Yes." Kyle nodded and replied, "Eight years of border war, the war for the throne of the Grand Duke of Bogonghan, the seven-year war between the kingdom and the dwarves, the war of the expedition to the Metagea plane, plus the three years of tax exemption for your promotion to baron, the five years of tax exemption for your promotion to viscount, and the ten years of tax exemption for your promotion to earl. Qixing Territory has paid military taxes for eighty years."

"That is to say, in the next thirty-five years, Qixing Territory will no longer have to pay taxes." Weilin confirmed.

Seeing this, Kyle nodded and replied, "Yes, my lord."

After hearing the exchange between the two, Madmonchi couldn't help but ask, "Weilin, your focus seems to be a little different."

"Uncle Madmonchi, I know what you want to say." Weilin showed a look of understanding and answered, "The royal family transferred Lord Templer Silves back to the capital because a new legend will take his place."

"Is there such a thing?" Madmonchi looked at Weilin with some surprise on his face.

Weilin laughed and answered, "Uncle Madmonchi, there are some things that cannot be told now. You will know them later."

"Come on, I brought a lot of good wine this time, I'll be waiting for you."

Seeing this, Madmonchi gave up the idea of ​​pursuing and went to Luoyunpo camp with Weilin.

At night, Weilin was drunk and returned to the tent to rest with Kyle's help.

At the banquet venue, Madmonchi took a sip of the wine and said to Kadechi, "The wine is good, but this guy can't drink much!"

Kadeqi picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and then said: "Haha, father-in-law, you know Weilin very well. His alcohol tolerance is extremely poor."

"makes sense."

Madmonchi smiled and shook his head, then raised his glass and clinked it with his son-in-law.

The two drank and chatted until late at night.

The next morning, Weilin sat up from the bed, rubbed his head, and muttered to himself: "I can't drink so much next time."

After a short reprieve, Weilin left the tent, washed up, and went to inspect the army.

Half a month later, news came back from sentry towers scattered hundreds of kilometers away that several armies of monster clans were approaching the border of Cardro Province.

After learning the news, tens of thousands of troops set out from the Luoyunpo camp in an orderly manner, with the Third Battalion of the First Army of the Cardro Legion as the vanguard, marching westward for dozens of kilometers.

In the western part of the Madera Plain, five monster clan armies gathered here, and hundreds of monster clan leaders gathered in tents made of monster skins.

A low-level Tauren warrior stepped out of the ranks and saluted the Dragon Commander who was sitting on the upper seat: "Banukotien of the Furious Tauren Clan greets Commander Archibald."

The Dragon Commander looked dignified and asked, "How many troops from the first route have arrived at the Madeira Plain?"

"Commander, the first army has 5,000 furious warriors, 8,000 lizardmen warriors, and 20,000 black-blooded ratmen soldiers. We will gather 150,000 goblin slaves and 20,000 kobold slaves, which will provide our army with six months of rations."

"sit."

"Yes, Commander."

Tien bowed his head in thanks, then returned to sit on the left side.

Then a red-haired wolf stepped out of the line, bowed his head and saluted, and answered loudly: "The fifth Karaen of the Beiyuan Wolf Clan - Rorik Beiyuan greets Commander Archibald."

"We have 5,000 Northern Plains gnoll warriors and 20,000 gnoll soldiers. We collected 100,000 goblin slaves and 30,000 kobold slaves during the march, which can provide the army with rations for five months."

The Dragon Commander nodded in satisfaction and said, "Sit down."

"Yes, Commander."

When the red-haired jackal returned to the team, a short black-blooded ratman walked out of the team and began to report...