Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

No matter how the master resists in the next thirty years, Kyle will not be soft-hearted.

Weilin, who was thinking, suddenly felt a chill on his back, and had a bad feeling. With his own strength, he should not feel cold.

"Master, do you want to stay overnight?"

"No, hurry back overnight." Weilin thought about it and gave up the idea of ​​staying overnight.

The return journey was very fast, and it took only four hours to return to the Aishikou area.

At dawn the next day, Weilin took his guards to patrol the next area.

A month later, the patrol ended, and Weilin returned to the painful and happy days.

On April 15, 9736 of the Glorious Calendar, the nine-month garrison mission was completely over.

According to the order of the Sixth Command, their 27th Corps will be transferred to the north of the Gray Wasteland and join forces with the 30th Corps to attack the Angara Province.

The day after receiving this order, Weilin summoned the garrison troops in the other three regions to assemble at Aishikou.

According to the task assigned to them by the 27th Corps, the 135th Corps entered the Gray Wasteland as a vanguard, cleared the Centaur clans adjacent to the Angara Province, and opened the way for the army.

This mission, which was not very dangerous, was fought for by his uncle without thinking.

Of course, Lord Madmonchi may have played a certain role in it.

"Viscount Moncas, Viscount Olcott, and Viscount Edger, your troops will be the vanguard."

"Yes, commander of the corps." The three viscounts stood up and answered loudly.

Then Weilin looked at the two disabled viscounts, Viscount Oric who lost his left arm and Viscount Carriage who lost his right leg, and asked: "Do you have any objection to the two of you leading the army of your own army, plus the logistics troops of two battalions, to form the rear army?"

"No objection." Viscount Oric and Viscount Carriage stood up and saluted, and answered respectfully.

"Yes." Weilin nodded, and then said, "I will be in charge of the central army, and the troops led by Viscount Algernon, Viscount Sigro and Viscount Miriam will form the central army."

"The distance between the front army and the central army shall not exceed 15 kilometers, and the distance between the central army and the rear army shall not exceed 10 kilometers. Report back and forth every three hours. I need to know the specific situation of your two armies."

"Yes, legion commander." The eight people stood up, lowered their heads, and answered loudly.

After four years of getting along, both Viscount Moncas, the former noble leader of the Cardero Province, and Viscount Olcott, the elder of the family, believed in this legion commander who was only forty years old.

After the war, in the Cardero Province, with Weilin's reputation, his words will be more effective than the governor's words.

Carrying enough dry food, the 135th Legion of more than 46,000 people, plus more than 8,000 logistics troops, set out from Aishikou and headed north along the Xiqiu Province.

"When we first came to Kadero Province, we robbed centaurs."

"Yes, my lord, the blue-purple horse was snatched from them." Cassius heard this and replied respectfully.

"In the blink of an eye, sixteen years have passed."

During his pioneering career, he became a "robber" three times, one of which was to rob the goods of centaurs.

He still remembers the figure of the white centaur back then. It's not that he has any special preference for centaurs of this color, but her fur color is the most eye-catching, which left a deep impression on him.

The vanguard army marched very smoothly, and most of the centaur tribes they encountered were very weak, with less than 500 horses and only more than ten horses.

"Something is wrong!"

Welin looked at Moncas's report and was a little confused.

"It's true that something is wrong. Could it be that this group of centaurs has some conspiracy?" Kyle took the report, read it, and said.

Verin summoned a herald and told him: "Tell Viscount Moncas to capture some living centaurs."

"Yes."

The herald bowed and saluted, and went to the front army.

At night, 23 centaurs were escorted to the central army.

After receiving the news, Verin put down his pen, left the tent, and came to the camp.

"I am curious, this is your gathering place, why are there so few centaurs now."

"My lord, I hope my answer will make you raise your hand and release my people." The leader of the Centaur tribe lowered his head and pleaded with Verin.

"Okay."

For this group of minions, Verin did not want to kill them all.

Their purpose was to open the way for the army, and they only needed to ensure that the road from Ayshikou to Angara Province was unobstructed. There was no requirement for him to do anything.

"Five years ago, the dwarf army invaded our gathering place and massacred us. Our people fought bravely, but they still couldn't stop the dwarf army."

"Our chief could only lead the remaining people south to attack the gathering place of the gray goblins and seize living space."

"Three months later, the bloody looting against us ended, but the hatred accumulated between us and the gray goblins for many years broke out. The chief also wanted to seize new living land, so the war began."

"It has continued until now. The dwarves sell high-priced weapons and cut flesh with soft knives. Facing the disgusting and numerous gray goblins, we can only spend a high price to buy weapons."

"With your identity, you cannot be the leader of a small tribe. I want to know your true identity?" Weilin looked at the centaur in front of him with a smile and asked curiously.

Faced with this question, the centaur did not answer.

"Cassius, let them go." Seeing that the other party did not answer, Verin had no intention of continuing to press and asked his men to let the twenty-three centaurs go.

"Lord, do you want my subordinates to deal with them all?" Cassius came to Verin's side and whispered.

After hearing this, Verin shook his head, took out a token, and handed it to Cassius: "Follow me and tell them that I want to do a business with their leader. If you are interested, take this." Thing, send the centaurs to find me outside Angara Province."

"Yes." Cassius accepted the sign and walked towards the gate of the camp.

The centaur captives looked at the well-equipped troops around them with only fear in their eyes and no intention of resistance.

"well--"

The centaur tribe chief sighed and begged the centaur god for forgiveness.

"Old man, listen, my master wants to do a business with your leader. If you are interested, you can come to my master outside Angara Province with a token."

Cassius handed the token to the centaur, waved his hand, told his men to put away their weapons, and let them go.

Riding the darkness, twenty-three centaurs headed west.