Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

"At the headquarters of the 15th Army, the Crusaders and the Badak Army will set up a central army, with Kyle as the commander of the central army and Devonshire as the deputy commander."

"Yes, my lord (lord)."

After the two sat down, Weilin sat in a dignified manner, and the laziness instantly dissipated.

"Second, our army will set out in half a month, under the leadership of the legion commander, to attack the central area of ​​Geman."

"I heard that the princesses of the Geman Kingdom are quite beautiful. I wonder if you can snatch them back for me."

The first half of the sentence was still full of majesty, but the second half of the sentence suddenly changed, so that everyone couldn't react for a while.

Looking at the expressions of the generals below, Weilin couldn't help laughing.

"My lord, aren't you afraid that your wife will know." Hebrew asked curiously regardless of the occasion.

Hearing this, Weilin smiled and said, "I was inspecting the Badak military camp a while ago. I heard from the soldiers that several princesses of the Geman Kingdom were beautiful. I was just curious and had no other thoughts. In this case, why should I be afraid?"

"Then you..."

"Okay, sit down."

Last time, he didn't have the opportunity to participate in the attack on the capital of the Ansa Kingdom, which made him a little regretful. This time, it was the turn of the Fourth Army to attack the central area of ​​the Geman Kingdom. He said he would participate in it.

There is still a big difference between conquering a capital city and conquering an ordinary city.

"Go down to train the troops and get familiar with your subordinates. I don't want you to be in a hurry when the battle comes."

"Yes, my lord (lord) (captain)." Everyone stood up, bowed and saluted, and answered respectfully.

"Baron Brian stays, and everyone else goes down."

"Yes."

A few minutes later, Weilin, Kyle and Brian were the only ones left in the city lord's hall.

"Velin, you asked me to command tens of thousands of people, I think I can handle it, but it is very difficult for me to command more than 60,000 people." Brian spoke first, hoping that Weilin could take back the position of the commander of the upper army.

"Cousin, geniuses are only a minority after all."

"Everyone has a first time. From the Gray Wasteland Crusade, to the Grand Duke Bo Gonghan's war to seize the throne, then the Seven Years' War between the Kingdom and the Dwarves, to the current expedition war, I also commanded hundreds of people, thousands of people, then tens of thousands, and now nearly 200,000 people."

"Go ahead and do it boldly. Anyway, I'll support you from behind."

Brian took a deep breath, looked serious, and said in a deep voice: "Then I'll try it first. If it doesn't work, don't force it to stay."

"If it doesn't work, I'll let you swap with Kyle and transfer you to the central army. I'll teach you step by step."

"Okay then."

Having said this, Brian felt that if he refused again, it would be a bit ungrateful.

After watching Brian leave, only Weilin and Kyle were left in the hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Have you found the tomb of Silas Ansel?"

"My Lord, there are several tombs related to Silas Ansel's disciples, but most of them have been visited by others. It is probably three hundred years ago. The things inside may have been lost long ago." Kyle took out a few broken inscriptions and put them on the ground with a helpless expression on his face.

Weilin looked at the words on the stone tablets, all of which were indigenous words. He immediately lost interest, leaned back in his chair, and said, "Forget it, you go to train the army first."

"Then I will take my leave first."

After Kyle left, Weilin ordered people to clean up the stone tablets, and then returned to the study and started to fish.

...

Half a month later, Weilin led an army of more than 200,000 and set off for the Andaman region.

On the dirt road, the marching route stretched for more than 200 kilometers, and the troops were in order and dispatched clearly.

Twenty days later, the army arrived at Karen City in the Andaman Region.

On the city wall, some nobles from the First Legion and the Third Army climbed up the wall and looked at the endless army with shock in their eyes.

They had long heard that the commander of the Fifteenth Army of the Fourth Legion, Verin Axe, was good at commanding the army, especially good at integrating prisoners and driving them to work for him.

Seeing is believing. Judging from the size of this army, the number of people is no less than 100,000.

"I heard that Viscount Qixing treats people kindly. After the Fifteenth Army is stationed, I must visit him."

"Let's go together. Build a good relationship now. Maybe it will be of great use in the future."

"You guys are good at calculating."

"Don't you want to go?"

"When did I say that?"

"Then what did you say?"

"Just talking."

Hearing the conversation of other nobles, Clever, who was standing on the edge, had a flickering look in his eyes. He was ready to find a suitable time to meet Viscount Qixing alone, on the one hand to thank him for his gifts and help, and on the other hand to seek his help.

For some reason, he was targeted by an earl.

In the army, the other side did not openly attack him due to the military regulations of the legion commander and the expeditionary army, but they did a lot of things to trip him up secretly.

He is now weak and cannot compare to the other side, so he can only avoid the sharp edge temporarily.

If there is a misunderstanding, it is best to resolve it. If it cannot be resolved, it is also a good opportunity to transfer from the First Legion.

In the evening, more than 200,000 people of the 15th Army set up camp 15 kilometers east of Karen City.

In the military camp, Weilin directly became a hands-off boss and went into the tent to rest.

He divided the troops into the upper army, the middle army and the lower army for two reasons. One is to adjust the military command structure to facilitate the accurate issuance of military orders. The other is to reduce his own burden and have more time to fish.

Before the army was reorganized, he needed to handle all the affairs of the troops, which was very busy. But after the army was reorganized, most of the affairs were handled by Hebrews, Kyle and Brian. He only needed to spare some time to deal with important affairs. Can.

Early the next morning, a large number of nobles from the First and Third Army came here.

For these nobles, Weilin could only greet them personally, entertain them warmly, and bring them closer to each other.

Regardless of whether there is any interest relationship in the future, since the other party is here now, it would be good to get to know each other.

For two consecutive days, Verin was busy dealing with visits from nobles.

On the night of December 18th, Weilin lay half-lying on the blanket to relieve his mental fatigue.

"My lord, Viscount Clever is here to visit." Kyle entered the camp and reported.

Seeing this, Weilin sat up and ordered, "Invite him in."

In less than a moment, Clover entered the camp, bowed slightly and saluted, with an apology on his face: "Your Excellency Welin, please forgive me for visiting late at night."

"It's okay. I don't have anything to deal with at night anyway."

"Please take a seat."

Seeing this, Clever sat down on the blanket.

"Viscount Cleaver, we last said goodbye. We haven't seen each other for eight years." Verin took out the luminous wine, poured a glass of it, held it up with vindictiveness, and brought it to Cleaver, and then poured another glass for himself. .

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