Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

No matter how much the Lord resists for the next thirty years, Kyle will not relent.

Weilin, who was thinking, suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back, and had a bad feeling. With his own strength, it stands to reason that he would not feel cold.

"My lord, do you want to stay the night?"

"No need, rush back overnight." Weilin thought for a while and gave up the idea of ​​spending the night.

The return journey was very fast, taking only four hours to return to the Aoshikou area.

At dawn the next day, Weilin took his guards and went to inspect the next area.

A month later, the inspection ended, and Verin returned to his painful and happy days.

On April 9736, 4 in the Glorious Calendar, the nine-month-long garrison mission came to an end.

According to the order of the Sixth Headquarters, their 27th Corps will be transferred to the northern part of the Gray Mansions Wasteland, where they will join forces with the 30th Corps to attack the Angara Province.

The next day after receiving this order, Weilin summoned the garrison troops from the other three regions and went to Dishikou to assemble.

In accordance with the tasks assigned to them by the 27th Corps, the 135th Corps served as the vanguard and entered the Gray Mansions Wasteland to clean up the Centaur clans adjacent to Angara Province and clear the way for the army.

It didn't take much thinking to know that this mission, which was not very dangerous, was fought for by my third uncle.

Of course, Lord Medmonkey may also play a role in this.

"Viscount Montcas, Viscount Alcott, and Viscount Edgar, let your three troops serve as the front army."

"Yes, legion commander." The three viscounts stood up and replied loudly.

Then Weilin looked at the two disabled viscounts, one who lost his left arm and the other who lost his right leg, and asked: "You two are in charge of our army, plus two battalions." There is no objection to the formation of the rear army by the logistics troops."

"No objection." Viscount Auric and Viscount Caric stood up, saluted, and replied respectfully.

"Yes." Verin nodded and continued, "I will be in charge of the central army, and the troops commanded by Viscount Algernon, Viscount Sigro and Viscount Miriam will form the central army."

"The distance between the front army and the middle army shall not exceed fifteen kilometers, and the distance between the middle army and the rear army shall not exceed ten kilometers. Reports will be made back and forth every three hours. I need to know the specific situation of your two armies."

"Yes, legion commander." The eight men stood up, lowered their heads, and replied loudly.

After four years of getting along, both Viscount Montcas, the former leader of the nobility in the Cardero Province, and Viscount Alcott, a senior member of the family, had deep faith in this regiment commander who was only forty years old. suspect.

After the war, in the province of Cadero, with Verin's reputation, his words will be more effective than those of the governor.

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

"I think back then, when we first came to Cardro Province, we even snatched the centaurs."

"Yes, my lord, the purple horse was snatched from their hands." Cassius replied respectfully after hearing this.

"Sixteen years have passed in the blink of an eye."

During his pioneering career, he became a "robber" three times, one of which was to steal Centaur goods.

He still remembered the figure of the white centaur back then. It wasn't that he had any special preference for centaurs of this color. It was just that her fur color was the most eye-catching, which left a deep memory for him.

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

"Something is wrong!"

Verin looked at Moncas' report with some doubts.

"There is indeed something wrong. Could it be that these centaurs have some conspiracy?" Kyle said after taking the report and watching it.

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

"Yes."

The herald bowed, saluted, and left for the front army.

At night, twenty-three centaurs were escorted to the central army.

After Weilin got the news, he put down the pen in his hand, left the tent and came to the camp area.

"I'm very curious, this is your gathering place, why are the number of centaurs so rare now?"

"My lord, I hope that my answer will allow you to raise your noble hand and let my people go." The leader of the Centaur tribe lowered his head and begged Verin.

"can."

For this group of minions, Weilin had no intention of killing them all.

Their purpose was to clear the way for the army, and they only needed to ensure that the road from Aoshikou to Angara Province was clear. They did not ask him to do anything.

"Five years ago, the dwarf army invaded our gathering place and massacred us. The tribesmen resisted bravely, but in the face of the dwarf army, they were still unable to stop their advance."

"Our big leader can only lead the remaining tribesmen to go south and attack the gathering place of gray-skinned goblins to seize the living space."

"Three months later, the bloody plunder against us ended, but the hatred that had been accumulated for many years between us and the gray-skinned goblins erupted, and the big leader also hoped to seize a new land for survival, so the war began."

"Until now, the dwarves sell high-priced weapons and use soft knives to cut their flesh. Facing the disgusting and large number of gray-skinned goblins, we can only buy weapons at high prices."

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

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 resisting at all.

"Ugh--"

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.