Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

On July 15, 9753 of the Glorious Calendar, Weilin received a transfer order from the expeditionary headquarters.

"It's been three months, and it's finally my turn."

Putting the order document on the desk, Weilin leaned back in his chair with a smile on his face.

So far, half of the territory of the Kingdom of Ansa has been occupied by the expeditionary army.

Seven days ago, Duke East issued an order that the Second and Third Legions stop advancing and station in the Kalid Region, the South Cape Asia Region, the Bilma Region, the North Cape Asia Region and the Sip Region to collect their own "legal" remuneration.

Next, the Fourth Legion will attack the Lanka Region, the Tesir Region and the Stovia Region of the Kingdom of Ansa.

According to the order of Commander East, the direct troops under the command of the Marquis of Rotende, the commander of the Fourth Legion, the Sixteenth Army led by Count Guluoke and the Twentieth Army led by Count Servis, totaling 90,000 people, attacked the Lanka Region.

The 17th Army under the command of Earl Blood Moon, the deputy commander of the Fourth Legion, and the 19th Army under Earl Ronald, totaling 100,000 troops, attacked the Tessier region.

The 15th Army under his command, the 18th Army under Earl Russell, plus 13,000 people from three prayer groups of the Holy Army, totaling more than 80,000 troops, attacked the Stovia region.

No need to think too much, let me be the commander of a detachment to affirm my grandfather's hand.

"Kyle, go down and assemble the troops, and set off in three days."

"Yes, my lord."

After Kyle left, Weilin began to calculate the army in his hands.

Now, the 15th Army has 20,000 direct troops, 15,000 auxiliary troops, and more than 3,000 vassal troops.

It must be said that General Carlisle of the Black Rock Army is very capable. In less than three months, he expanded the Black Rock Army from 1,300 to 3,000 people.

Of course, this is inseparable from the preaching of Pastor Lavia and the timely actions of the leaders of the big and small forces in Beilin County. Otherwise, there would not be so many local extraordinary people willing to join the Black Rock Army and fight for the goddess of life.

Weilin sat up, took the map beside him, spread it on the table, and began to check the Stovia region.

As the northern mineral resource region of the Ansa Kingdom, it has three port cities with a population of 200,000 and 15 port cities with a population of 100,000. It can be said to be rich.

"It feels good to have someone."

Looking at this area of ​​320,000 square kilometers, Weilin drooled.

With a half plane in hand, he can easily take away any resources.

Three days later, with the farewell of Hawthorne and the heads of the big and small forces in Beilin City, Weilin led 40,000 troops to the northern city of Casque City in the North Asia Horn Region.

After ten days of high-intensity marching, crossing the Mountden Region and the Whale Blubber Bay Region, entering the North Asia Horn Region, the marching distance exceeded 1,800 kilometers.

Arriving in the jurisdiction of Casque City, Weilin looked into the distance and saw an old acquaintance standing on a low hill waiting for him.

"Xiaohong, run faster."

Hearing the master's order, Xiaohong sped up and raised a magic shield in front of him to avoid blowing the master's hair. Otherwise, it could only gnaw on tree bark at night, or maybe even bark would not be gnawed, and it could only eat wood.

In less than ten minutes, the red phosphorus horse ran 80 kilometers and arrived on the hill.

"Brother Russell, how long have you been waiting?" Weilin turned over, stepped forward to give him a hug, and asked with a smile.

Russell laughed and said, "It wasn't long, just three days. When I received the order, I was so happy to be able to fight with you. That night, I took several of my guardian knights and drank thirty bottles of treasured wine."

"Hahaha, I don't know what your treasured wine tastes like, and I don't know if there is any more." Weilin licked his lips and asked curiously.

Seeing this, Lavia smiled and replied, "If others come, I will definitely say no, but if you come, then there must be."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the 15th Army arrived at the Casker Camp.

That night, Weilin called Kyle, Hebrew, Devonshire and other seven important generals to go to Russell's tent to drink wine.

Looking at the red wine in the bottle, Weilin pulled out the cork and poured it into his mouth.

After drinking, he felt drunk.

"This wine seems a bit heavy."

Not knowing what material this fine wine is made of, Weilin only felt a lullaby in his ears.

Two hours later, Weilin fell asleep on the low table.

Others saw this and took it for granted.

They knew how bad their master's alcohol tolerance was.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Kyle sent his master back to the tent, washed up, covered himself with a quilt, and left the tent.

The next afternoon, Weilin got up from the bed, looked at the layout of the tent in a daze, shook his head, and made himself sober.

"No, I can't do it next time... Well, just a little bit is fine, just a little bit is fine."

Recalling what he said before, Weilin combed his hair, and it was better not to say it firmly.

Not long after, Kyle came in with a copper basin, put it on the wooden rack, and reported: "My lord, the military meeting for the attack on the Stovia region will be held in half an hour. Do you need to postpone it?"

"Forget it, just proceed as usual."

Weilin slowly got up from the bed, then took a simple wash, changed into a set of clothes, picked up the sword of Anansi, and walked towards the central army tent.

At this moment, the sky outside was dark, with thick dark clouds covering the entire sky, and a storm was about to come.

A thin layer of fog filled the ground, giving people a heavy and depressing feeling.

When Weilin walked into the tent, the generals of various troops had been waiting here for a long time.

Seeing the arrival of the commander, they immediately stood up, put their right hands on their chests, and shouted in unison: "We greet Lord Weilin!"

Under the attention of everyone, Weilin walked to the main seat calmly and turned to face the generals below. He raised his hand, pressed it down gently, and said in a low and firm voice: "Please sit down."

After hearing the order, everyone sat down one after another, focusing their eyes on the young commander, and quietly waiting for the meeting to begin.

After everyone was seated, Weilin slowly sat on the soft blanket.

Kyle's figure emerged and appeared behind Weilin, took out the map hanging on the wooden frame, and sent it to the center of the tent, floating in the air for everyone to see.