Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

On February 15, a large-scale battle against the dwarves began.

The Fifth Command withdrew the forces of three infantry corps in the border area between Barisan Province and Densib Province to lure the dwarf army to "make a mistake".

Bruce Ironforge, the governor of the dwarf Barisan Province, overruled all opposition and used the hammer in his hand to subdue the opponents. He led five ordinary corps, two elite corps and a Horned Sheep Knights, a total of 300,000 troops to the south, claiming to be 500,000, under the slogan of retaking Densib Province, and let many dwarf rebels hiding in Densib Province respond.

Naturally, for this group of dwarf rebels that emerged, the Elijah Kingdom army stationed here has more military merits and gold coins.

Around the Black Forest Fortress, Verin has only one way to deal with these dwarves that emerged from the ground, killing without mercy, and not even taking prisoners.

On March 15, the two legions of the Kingdom of Elia were defeated by the dwarf vanguard army in the province of Densibi, and lost a large area of ​​control.

This move made Bruce Ironforge, the governor of the province of Barisan, who was already arrogant and liked drinking, even more arrogant.

The victory of this battle brought his reputation in the army to the peak. Even if those opponents had thousands of reasons to show that this was a conspiracy of humans, it was difficult to stop the desire of the dwarf army to continue to move south.

"It's really cruel!"

Weilin leaned back in his chair and looked at the news sent by the blue falcon, feeling very emotional.

In order to lure this group of dwarf troops into the game, the Fifth Command directly took out two legions of 100,000 troops as pawns.

"My lord, this will put a lot of pressure on our side." Kyle looked at the content of the letter and said in a deep voice.

"You are right. The victory of the dwarf army in Barisan Province will inevitably stimulate the dwarf army in Hagar Province."

"However, this is also an opportunity for us."

Kyle was a little worried when he heard this, and asked: "Master, we only have Commander Gref at the Soul Level. If the dwarf army in Hagar goes the other way and concentrates its forces to march from the Black Forest Fortress, our situation will be very bad."

"You are right. Now we can only ask for help."

Seeing this, Kyle skillfully spread out a piece of white paper for his master and handed him a pencil.

Velin took the pen helplessly and began to write a letter to Earl Hurricane.

"What do you think is a better way to write?" Velin didn't know how to write for a while, and how to ask for help from his uncle.

When transmitting information in the way of the Blue Falcon, the letter will first go to the review department of the headquarters, then be transferred to the archives department, and finally be delivered to his uncle.

This is the trouble of subordinates transmitting information to their superiors, and no one can violate this rule.

If a superior issues an order to a subordinate, it also needs to go through this process, and the order should be backed up and archived for future review and tracing.

Under this system, it is prevented that the high-level commander abuses his power for personal gain and uses the kingdom's army for his family's personal gain.

Of course, he can also send his subordinates to give it to his third uncle first, and then let his third uncle Bamond send someone to forward it to the Hurricane Earl. Although this will save these processes and no need to archive records, it will take half a month to go back and forth. I am afraid that the dwarves will have already fought under the Black Forest Fortress by then.

"My lord, you can say that a clue to a suspected ancient ruins has been found here. Even if there is no result in the end, it is harmless."

"Great!"

Weilin's thoughts were opened up at once, and he immediately began to make up a story, asking his uncle to support some people.

Only a small number of people in the upper echelons know about the ancient magic ruins.

Even after the war, when the War Merit Verification Department reviews this letter, if doubts are raised, they will be suppressed.

If anyone benefits the most from the ancient magic ruins in the Fire Tree Plain, it is naturally the one sitting on the throne of the King's Capital. Otherwise, Weilin could not imagine who has such great power to make two headquarters take action for the ruins of an ancient magic puppet army.

The blue falcon soared in the sky and gradually lost its trace.

Weilin patted his head and suddenly remembered something.

"Last time, I remember it was in the Gray River Plain. At that time, I pointed to a low hill and said that there was a treasure inside. In the end, it was really dug out. Could there really be ancient magic ruins underneath?"

Kyle recalled this incident and hesitated: "It shouldn't be so outrageous."

"Maybe I think too much."

Weilin shook his head and gave up this absurd idea.

It is difficult to explain this kind of good thing once it happens. If there are really ancient magic ruins underneath, perhaps his title will be increased again.

More than a decade ago, he inexplicably obtained the title of Son of Frost.

In addition, Weilin knew nothing about the title of Son of Miracle.

This title was only circulated among the families and royal families close to the Aix family. He didn't know that he had a new title yet.

...

One day later, in a type-one magic war fortress in the province of Serop, Hurricane Earl Iorisis looked at the letter that appeared in his office, opened it and read it carefully.

"I always feel that this kid is deceiving me."

Hurricane Earl believed in his intuition.

But thinking of the various deeds of Weilin, he had different thoughts in his mind.

"No, I was confused by the performance." Earl Hurricane suddenly reacted. This was clearly Weilin taking the fast lane to ask for help.

If there are really ancient magic relics, they should be transferred from Bamond's hands to him, and the order will be sent directly to him through the channel of Green Falcon.

"I remember that the mission of this boy's legion is to garrison the Black Forest Fortress, which is the throat of the most remote road from Hador Province to Densibe Province. Could it be that this boy knew something in advance, so That’s why he asked me for help.”

I was thinking in my heart, but my hands were not slow.

On the surface, he discarded this letter from the 135th Legion as his deputy commander.

Secretly, he asked someone to call his third daughter, Shirley Akers.

"Father."

A female knight in red armor, with a solemn expression and steady movements, opened the heavy door. She walked into the room with firm steps, then knelt down on one knee, clenched her right fist and beat her chest, and performed a standard knightly salute to the people in the room.

"Shirley, take Galina, Midion and Garcia with you and head to the Black Forest Fortress."

"Yes, father."

Female knight Shirley Akers replied expressionlessly, turned and left.

"Why!"

My daughter, since her husband died on the battlefield forty years ago, has never had a smile on her face and has shown this face to others all day long.

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