Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Garin returned to his courtyard and asked the guard at the door to inform Omar and Varokal, as well as Fadil and the two team leaders he recommended, that he had something to discuss with them.

The day after Fadil met Garin, he sent two squad leaders to him. They were Flair Nuovo and Kimir Garson, the youngest sons of two dog-owning families, and Fadil's brothers in distress.

The information given by Faldir flashed through Garin's mind: Flar Newo, a fifth-level troll hunter, a ranged professional unique to Stromgarde, a ranger passed down from the high elves thousands of years ago, the third son of Viscount Newo's family, and the family's fiefdom was in Newo Farm, northwest of Stromgarde, the fourth largest grain producing area in Arathi Highlands, second only to Faldir's Dabire Farm.

Kimir Garson is a priest and a man with a mine at home. He is the second son of Viscount Garson. His family owns a large mine east of Stromgarde and is one of the richest families in Stromgarde. Danas's fiefdom is just south of the Garson family's fiefdom. Garin has met Lord Garson several times.

It has to be said that the great nobles of Stromgarde are still quite brave and wise. At least they still care about these heirs who have no inheritance rights, and do not raise them into idiots who indulge in sensual pleasures and let their bodies be hollowed out by alcohol and sex.

Soon, the five men walked into Garin's study together. He motioned them to sit down. Omar and Varokal were Garin's guard leaders since childhood. They had known each other for many years, so they stayed on one side. Fadil and the other two were also familiar nobles, so they were on the other side.

"I called you here to discuss something with you. I have decided to hold a military inauguration ceremony in five days, and then there will be a small military parade. You need to make some preparations."

Garin's tone was very serious. This could be considered his first appearance in public. In the past twelve years, the people of Stromgarde only knew that their beloved King Solas had an excellent prince. Garin was also immersed in the process of strengthening his personal strength and rarely participated in gatherings and some public events. The people of the kingdom only knew Garin's name but had never seen him.

This time he planned to stay silent for ten years and then make a big splash.

Feeling the prince's seriousness in this matter, the five people present were startled and looked much more serious, waiting for the prince's next order.

"Omar, how is your and Varokal's progress in recruiting citizens to join the army in Stromgarde?"

"Your Highness, four hundred men have been recruited."

"Very good. I officially appoint Omar as the captain of the first team and Varokar as the captain of the second team. The two of you will reorganize your own teams with the original twenty members of the guard team as the backbone."

After Garin finished speaking, he turned to ask Fadil: "Have you finished recruiting team members?"

"Your Highness, we have informed the family that you will be contracting the mine, and the family is very interested in your proposal. To show our sincerity, we will first provide 300 soldiers to complete our team and let them serve under Your Highness."

"Okay, let's not talk about the mine today. Our top priority now is the ceremony in five days. How strong are these three hundred people?"

Garin doesn't care where the troops come from, as long as they obey his orders. His main force has always been troops from the base.

Garin thought that the army of the base should be the main force, and the army of Stromgarde should provide auxiliary support.

"One hundred third-rank elites and two hundred regular army-strength soldiers, from the guards of various families, all veterans who have participated in battles."

"Very good. I am quite satisfied with your sincerity. After the ceremony, we will discuss the mine in detail."

"Also, I've decided to name our team Red Flame. My idea is to build an army that's comparable to the Cavalry Regiment. We currently have a thousand people. Once we gain a foothold in the Southeast Mine, we will expand and form our own Red Flame Knights."

"Chiyan, Your Highness, what a good name."

"The red flames will burn all the enemies of Stromgarde. What a great meaning."

The five people in front of him obviously liked this name very much, but they also raised questions.

"Your Highness, at present, our three teams, plus the personnel transferred by King Solas, only have more than 700 people, less than 1,000."

"The remaining three hundred people are already on their way, and the leader is a seventh-level magician."

Everyone was surprised. They didn't expect that the prince had a seventh-level mage serving under him. Mages are rare talents in Stromgarde and even in other human kingdoms. They are mainly concentrated in Dalaran, a city-state ruled by mages. A seventh-level mage has already entered the ranks of senior mages and is eligible to apply to build his own mage tower in Dalaran.

"One more thing. The captain of the guard is my teacher, Amor."

Another breaking news, Amor, adjutant of the Stromgarde Highland Cavalry Regiment, a ninth-level strongman.

They could not help but be surprised. Although the Scarlet Flame Army was still in its infancy, its foundation was already stronger than most of the kingdom's legions and enough to crush most of the nobles' private armies.

A ninth-order strongman, the pinnacle of high-level professionals, is only one step away from entering the legendary stage. There are only a few such people in the kingdom on one hand. Together with Omar, Varokar, and His Royal Highness the Prince who is the commander-in-chief, these three have reached a high-level level.

Chiyan's future is bright.

Fadil, Flar and Kimir looked at each other with joy in their eyes.

The result will be known in five days.

Five days later.

In the morning, a team of a thousand men gathered in front of the royal castle. The three hundred men led by Gandalf arrived at Stromgarde two days in advance and trained urgently with other teams for two days.

There were already quite a few people watching on the stands of the martial arts arena, most of them were nobles from Stromgarde and their families. The common people were outside the square and on both sides of the street. Because Garin had announced the route of the parade in advance, the citizens of Stromgarde had finished their breakfast early and were spontaneously waiting to watch this one of the few lively events.

On the training ground, the Red Flame Army was divided into ten square formations, arranged in neat rows, with swords and muskets slung across their chests. They were not wearing armor, but red Stromgarde robes with a red flame printed in the middle of the chest, and tied on their backs the red cloaks prepared for them by Garin.

Right in front of the phalanx team, Jialin stood on a high platform, looking at the ten phalanxes of a hundred men, with a feeling of heroism in his heart.