Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

The sky was dark, and in the logistics camp, after Muller handed over to the Tenth Temple Knights, he led his men back to the camp to rest.

Entering the room, putting down the helmet, and just about to lie down on the bed to rest, he heard a knock on the door.

Looking at the shadow outside through the door and window, Muller recognized that it was the personal guard of the commander-in-chief Carnry Mileris. He patted his face, cheered up, and went to open the door.

After staying awake for 160 consecutive hours, Muller felt very exhausted and couldn't help but pray in his heart, hoping that it was not an urgent task.

"squeak--"

The silver low-ranking Temple Knight watched the door being opened and beat his chest in salute to show respect: "Captain Muller, the commander-in-chief asked you to assemble the Ninth Temple Knights to go to the Dorne River Military Camp."

Mueller looked directly at the temple knight in front of him and asked, "What is the time limit?"

"The commander-in-chief did not give a specific time limit."

"Thank you for your hard work. I will bring the Ninth Knights there as soon as possible."

"Commander Mueller, my subordinates are resigning."

The silver low-level temple knight saluted again, then turned and left, riding a red sun horse, and returned to the Dorne River military camp to resume his life.

Looking at the other party's leaving figure, Muller squinted his eyes and couldn't help but think about why Commander Carnrei summoned the Ninth Knights. Among the thirty Temple Knights of the Crusaders, the strength of the Ninth Knights he commanded was in the middle. Next, it stands to reason that he will not receive special attention from Commander Carnre.

"Could it be..."

Thinking of this, Mueller couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It's better to just listen to what that adult said, there's no need to take it seriously.

Back in the room, Mueller put on his helmet, picked up his knight's sword, and walked quickly towards the camp.

Amid the sound of bugles, 1,500 temple knights assembled within three minutes.

Looking at the neat military appearance, Muller nodded slightly, got on his horse, and led the troops towards the Dorne River Camp.

In the dark night, 1,500 temple knights ran wildly on the road, and the only sound in the team was the sound of horse hooves.

Most of the temple knights in the Ninth Temple Knights are from the Kingdom of Siron, and only more than 200 are from other small countries. Most of them are knight apprentices. There are 200 bronze knights and only 13 silver knights. As for gold, Knight, he alone.

At twelve o'clock at night, 1,500 temple knights lined up on the training ground.

Muller handed the horses to his subordinates, arranged his clothes, and walked directly to the commander's camp.

After numerous inspections, Muller arrived at the camp.

"Come in."

The two guards heard this and lifted the curtain.

Mueller took a deep breath, put on his helmet, and entered the tent.

"Commander, Mueller of the Knights of the Ninth Temple is reporting to you, asking for your instructions."

In front of the low table, a middle-aged man restrained his momentum, waved the eight high-level silver knights in the tent to go out, and said: "Sit down."

After hearing this, Mueller beat his chest and saluted, came to the left side, took off his helmet, and sat cross-legged on the blanket.

"The Ilya Expeditionary Corps issued an order to me. From tomorrow, the Ninth Knights will accept the command of Verin Akers, commander of the 15th Army of the 4th Army of the Expeditionary Army. Before dawn, you need to lead your troops to Adelaide. Report to the Si military camp.”

Mueller looked serious and replied: "Yes."

"The commander of the 15th Army is the grandson of the Duke of Moravia, the chief mage of the Ilia Expeditionary Corps. I don't know if he is an easy person to get along with. If you encounter difficulties, try to be patient. This is different from the Valkam world. You need to remember."

"If you encounter something life-threatening, send me a message as soon as possible and I will try my best to help you deal with it."

Mueller bowed his head and replied: "Yes, Commander."

Looking at the temple knight in front of him, Carnri remembered what his disciple had asked him to do, and smiled bitterly, thinking that he might have to break his promise.

If someone else asks him for the command of the Knights of the Ninth Temple, he can still respond to them as the commander of the Crusaders, but this is an order given by Legend. As a high-level soul priest, he Just follow orders.

Half a month ago, he recalled Saint Anastasia's advice to him. He felt a little powerless, but there was nothing he could do about it. This was the gap between world levels.

"Go to the warehouse to collect five thousand pieces of armor, and take them to Ades camp together."

Mueller raised his head and bravely said: "Commander, I met that man in the logistics camp. He has a gentle attitude and is kind to others. I think he should not be needed..."

"You know people well but don't know their hearts. You can be sure that the other person is an easy person to get along with based on just one encounter." Carnre interrupted Mueller and asked in a deep voice.

"This..." Mueller was speechless for a moment, and after a moment of silence, he lowered his head and replied, "I know, thank you for reminding me."

"It's getting late, so I won't keep you here."

Seeing this situation, Muller respectfully replied: "Commander, my subordinates retire."

After leaving the camp, Muller followed a guard and headed to the warehouse.

After receiving the commander's order, the troops guarding the warehouse opened the warehouse and moved the armor onto the carriage.

At three o'clock in the morning, Muller looked at the eighty-three carriages, then at his men, and ordered to set off.

…

In the morning, Verin climbed out of bed, got dressed, and prepared to greet the Knights of the Ninth Temple.

After walking out of the camp, Kyle was already waiting outside.

"My Lord, the Knights of the Ninth Temple have arrived and are waiting for your review at Training Camp Three."

Weilin looked at Kyle and asked with some surprise: "Arrived, when?"

"Six o'clock in the morning."

Welin looked at the sky. It was already nine o'clock, and an embarrassed look appeared on his face.

There must be nobles in the Ades camp who are lazier than him, but he asked others from other troops and made them wait for so long. I am afraid that there is no second one in the entire camp.

"Master, don't worry, I have told Captain Muller that you went to the legion headquarters this morning to find the legion commander to do things, and he needs to wait for a while." Seeing this, Kyle said calmly.

Weilin restored his face to a serious expression, nodded and said: "Ahem, busy, take me to the No. 3 training ground now."

Looking at the back of his master, Kyle hurriedly followed and reported in a low voice: "Master, Captain Muller also brought 5,000 pieces of armor, saying that they were sent by Commander Kahnre."

Hearing Kyle's words, Weilin stopped and was silent for a moment. He couldn't help but sighed: "I'm not going to be a rat anymore. Do you think this counts as being passive?"

"Yes." Kyle answered without thinking.

Weilin asked in surprise: "You didn't even hesitate."

Kyle blinked and changed his words: "No."

"Forget it, it was given by someone else, and I didn't take the initiative to take it."

Weilin waved his hand, showing an indifferent attitude, and strode towards the training ground.