Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

"My lord, there is a letter from Windsor Castle."

"Looking at it this way, it should be time."

After some calculations in my mind, it was now mid-April, and the Principality of Braham should be in chaos.

He took the letter, opened it and read it. Just as he had guessed, his father asked him to rush to the border of Sina Province before May 15th.

"Kyle, pack your things and leave in three days."

"Lord, how many people are here this time?" Kyle asked.

"Just the two of you and me, it's useless to go too many times."

A war between two countries is not a child's play. Bringing bronze followers over there is like cannon fodder. It is better to let them stay in the territory to practice.

Kyle received the order and immediately left the training ground and went down to prepare.

Before leaving, Verin successively visited Ms. Anastasia, Lord Odor, Adventurer Tavern owner Algeta, Baird and other consuls.

On April 25th, Weilin and Kyle left the Praying Star Territory and headed for the provincial capital of Cardro Province.

In the provincial capital of Sina Province, troops were sent one after another to collect necessary supplies and then marched to the border to assemble.

Outside the teleportation array hall, Weilin saw familiar people among the crowd at a glance.

"Uncle Mag." Welin handed the horse to Kyle and stepped forward to say hello.

Mag turned his head to look, leaned down and saluted: "Master Weilin, the Lord asked me to pick you up, please come with me."

Following Mag, Verin and Kyle left Sina Province and headed towards the border between the Kingdom of Ilia and the Principality of Braham.

"Uncle Mag, how many troops has the kingdom mobilized this time?" Weilin asked curiously as he looked at the endless army.

Hearing this, Mag shook his head and said, "This is not clear at the moment."

Three days later, the three arrived at the base camp of the Border Expeditionary Corps.

Compared with the Brazilian A camp where I stayed before, this camp called Beiyan Camp is obviously much more formal.

Looking at it, only nobles above the earl level are qualified to fly the flag. Nobles at viscount and below, unless they have the strength, will all be reduced to logistics and transportation troops.

After passing various inspections, the three of them arrived at the camp where the family's army was located.

This time, his father Angus personally led the army and led 30,000 troops to join the expeditionary legion.

Since this is only a local conflict, there is a certain limit on the amount of troops each family can send, and it is impossible for you to bring all the troops over.

"Father."

After entering the camp, Weilin stepped forward and saluted.

"Here we come." Angus stopped writing and looked at his son with a smile, "Come and sit next to me."

After Weilin heard this, he came and sat down next to his father.

Angus put his official duties aside and began to explain the situation of the expeditionary regiment to his son.

"The commander of the expeditionary legion is Cyrid Silvis, the uncle of His Majesty the King of Belgraf, and a general with rich combat experience."

"There are two legends accompanying the army. One is the legendary middle-level knight, Caesar Miller Silvis, the father of the commander of the expeditionary army. The other is named Shamisi Silvis, the legendary low-level knight. Magician, His Majesty Belgrave’s cousin.”

"The expeditionary legion consists of ten legions, including five kingdom legions and five noble legions."

"The five kingdom legions include the Sixth Legion, the Eighth Legion, the Third Silver Knights, the Seventh Silver Knights, and the Fourth Magic Legion, with a total of 200,000 people."

"The five noble legions, the Budboer legion, the Cadelion legion, the Simisis legion, the Rodent legion, and our family's Aix legion, total 270,000 troops."

"The rest are considered logistics and transportation troops, with about 200,000 people."

The names of the five noble regiments are all named after their family surnames. The first four are famous marquis families, and only the Aix family is an earl family.

Angus saw the confusion in Weilin's eyes and explained with a smile: "Half of the families did not participate this time, so our family easily obtained the command of a legion. Those families were fighting for the battle with the Ironforge dwarves. The mountain kingdom’s national war is going all out to accumulate troops.”

"Father, you can't say that. Although our title is that of an Earl family, there is essentially no difference from the Marquis family."

"That's right, but it's better to keep a low profile."

Angus was not angry at Verin for contradicting him.

"I will put five thousand men in your name, and Dredd will be your deputy commander to command the army. You just need to stay in this position."

"Uncle Dredd?"

Hearing this name, Verin recalled one of his father's most trusted guardian knights who always wore a mask and never showed his true face.

"Yes, Dredd is much more powerful than your father and I. With his help, it will be more than enough for you to get the viscount's military exploits this time."

"Thank you, father." Weilin was very moved and thanked Angus.

"From now on in the army, I will be called by my position."

"Yes, Your Excellency, Legion Commander."

"Okay, Mag, you take Weilin to the third battalion to receive the troops." Angus turned and ordered Mag, who was standing at the edge of the camp.

"Yes, my lord."

Mag bowed and saluted, leading Verin out of the camp.

Located east of the Aix Legion station is the station of the 3rd Battalion.

Soon, Verin met Dred, a very mysterious man.

"Master Verin." Dredd leaned forward and saluted, using standard aristocratic etiquette. His tone was very calm, and no fluctuations in his tone could be heard.

"Uncle Dredd, I'm going to trouble you during this period of working with the Expeditionary Corps." Verin did not put on the airs of a young master and greeted each other with courtesy.

"I am aware of the Lord's orders, but I hope that Master Verin will not interfere with my decision during the battle." Dredd looked at Verin through the mask, his tone was neither sad nor happy, and he looked like he would not approach strangers.

"Uncle Dredd, just think of me as your mascot."

Naturally, Weilin didn't take the other party's offense seriously, let alone bear any grudge against him. Lack of actual combat experience is a lack. This time, I was just learning from the opponent and gaining military exploits by the way.

Dredd turned around and took out a roster and handed it to Verin, and said: "The Akers Army has ten battalions, each battalion has 5,000 people. The first to sixth battalions are the family's army, and the seventh battalion to The tenth battalion is an army of four earl families, all of whom have good relations with the Aix family and are under the command of the Lord."

"The third battalion has 5,000 personnel, divided into six infantry brigades, four archer brigades, one cavalry unit, and one guard camp squadron."

"The infantry brigade has the same organization as the archer brigade. There are six squadrons. There are 320 high-level warrior apprentices, 80 bronze warriors, 20 silver warriors, and a gold warrior in charge of commanding the army. The total combat personnel are about four More than a hundred people.”