Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

The frontline war has entered a stalemate stage. As a second-line force, the 27th Corps is either suppressing the dwarf resistance, or on its way to suppress the resistance, plundering the wealth accumulated by the dwarves.

Before the war began, there were more than 1.1 million dwarves living in the entire province of Sigas.

In less than half a year, part of the population fled to the north, a small number entered the Gray Mansions Wasteland to escape the disaster of the war, and a considerable number became slaves and were sold to slave traders.

The number of dwarves in Sigas Province is less than half of what it was before the war. Even the number of Ilia Kingdom’s troops in Sigas Province exceeds the number of dwarves.

After three months of siege, about 12,000 dwarves surrendered and were sold to slave traders one after another by Cassius, earning 1.2 million gold coins.

The wealth handed over by the other four armies of the 135th Legion, apart from what was to be handed over to the legion, was divided among the remaining profits to the small nobles. Weilin probably gained a wealth of thirteen million gold coins.

"Sure enough, robbery is always easier to accumulate wealth than doing business. Trading without capital is becoming more and more addictive." Weilin looked at the account book in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

However, just think about this kind of thing. On the battlefield, the situation is changing, and no one knows what will happen at the next moment. Maybe it is not impossible to be in a carnival one moment and be defeated like a mountain the next moment.

According to Verin's calculations, there were less than a thousand dwarves alive in Iron Tower City, but he did not end the siege plan, but asked Cassius not to relax.

Anyway, the Corps has not issued new orders now, so it will continue to besiege the city and find something to do for itself.

On the frontline battlefield, with the priests of the Church of Life present, the number of casualties among the Ilia Kingdom's troops was far lower than the number of dwarves killed in battle.

The Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom quickly changed its war strategy based on the battlefield situation in the north and south. It replaced an elite legion with several ordinary legion dwarf armies, piled the miscellaneous army in the south, and transferred the replaced elite legion to the north to prepare for the war. After achieving partial victory on the northern battlefield, they turned back to deal with the army of the Kingdom of Ilia.

In response to the situation on the battlefield, the Kingdom of Ilia quickly adjusted its war strategy, preparing to use ordinary legions to deal with these dwarf armies, while withdrawing its elite legions to rest.

The purpose of this war is to completely obtain ownership of the 850,000 square kilometers of land in the New Land in the North, and not to further encroach on other lands of the Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom.

In other words, no matter how much territory is conquered, it will eventually be returned after the war is over.

In addition, it is not advisable to push the dwarves too tightly on the southern battlefield, so that the other side has enough strength to go to the north and consume each other with the Bahio Kingdom, which is also an important purpose of the Ilia Kingdom.

Even later, when the Kingdom of Bahio learned of the shamelessness of the Kingdom of Ilia, they could only hold their noses and admit it, who made their army so defeated at the beginning of the war.

Weilin is not interested in the battle between countries now, but he knows that he will be on the battlefield soon.

On the last day of September, Weilin received an order from the corps headquarters. Before October 20, he arrived at the junction of Xigas Province and Xiqiu Province and stationed himself in Shishu City, Shanyan City and Duotie City. Be on guard against the dwarf army northwest of the Misty River.

The next day after receiving the order from the regiment, Weilin sent out messengers to summon the troops to return to the army.

This group of people had been searching outside for more than three months, and it was time to come back and get down to business.

Under night, on the hill, Verin was making tea while discussing the next situation with Kyle.

"My Lord, there is a duchy in the north of Sigas Province. Why did the kingdom not mobilize troops in this direction? It just sent three legions to guard here, but there was no action." Kyle picked up a glass of wine and drank half of it. He asked with some confusion.

"There are many complicated factors here. If there were no rules predetermined before the war, the kingdom would definitely have concentrated its efforts to deal with the dwarf Duke Hador first."

"Is that right?"

The war has been going on for half a year, but there has been no legendary battle. This may be due to the underlying rules that the Lord secretly told him.

Some things cannot be said directly, otherwise they will be sensed by the gods.

At eight o'clock in the evening, it's time again for fate to guide us.

[In six months, an undead natural disaster will break out in the West Hill Province of the Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom. Please be cautious. 】

Upon hearing the news, Verin stood up suddenly.

Kyle looked at his master's unusual behavior and asked with concern: "My lord, what happened?"

"It's okay, just leave me alone."

Weilin sat down again, resting his chin on his hand, thinking constantly in his mind.

A few months ago, a demonic disaster broke out in the Ironforge dwarf mountain kingdom Stonehill Province.

In a few months, a natural disaster of the undead will break out in the Xiqiu Province next to it.

Good guy, the dwarves have caught up with all kinds of troubles. Could it be that the dwarf mountain god has offended an evil god and keeps an eye on his belief area every day to cause trouble.

It affects the entire province, which is big if it is big and small if it is small.

For the sake of his own life, Weilin decided to tell his third uncle secretly.

Eleven years ago, the cursed mask incident told him that there were some things that his elders needed to know.

Back in the camp, Verin began writing letters in the family's secret language.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Verin found six guards and asked them to bring their identity tokens. They escorted the letter to the headquarters of the 27th Corps and handed it to Staff Officer Bamond.

"The content of this letter is very important and I hope you will not disappoint me."

"Don't worry, Lord, even if we all die, nothing will happen to this letter." The leader, a low-level silver knight, replied with a firm tone and a serious look.

"Go."

Verin stepped forward to help him put his helmet on properly, and then let them set off.

The six-man team took the letter and set off overnight towards the province of Serop.

……

In an abandoned mine in the hilly province, a gray-robed man entered the cave. The flesh and blood on his body gradually receded, revealing the dark black bones inside.

Wherever he passed by, whether they were the lowest zombies or skeletons with only instincts, they all knelt on the ground, as if to welcome their king.

In the deepest part of the cave, the soul flame of a dark knight was rekindled and he sat up from the skull throne.

"how?"

The dark whisper made the black-robed skeleton bow slightly.

"Shiqiu Province, 330,000 square kilometers of land, 837 abandoned mines, and more than 8 million undead, are all ready."