Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

"General, how do we deal with those Brela marine prisoners?" A Seven Seal warrior came to Clement and asked.

"Please ask the priests of the Church of Life to come. Brela people who are willing to surrender will be incorporated into the vanguard, and Brela people who are unwilling will be thrown into the sea to feed the monsters."

"By the way, all the relatives of Xi Luoyang will be chopped up and thrown into the sea to feed the monsters."

"Yes, General."

He was finally soft-hearted about this group of former subordinates.

Looking at the wreckage on the sea, Clement couldn't help but recall the scene forty years ago.

In the sky, a silver intermediate knight rode a mutant griffin towards the Teton Kingdom Navy Fleet.

Stroking the mutant griffin's hair, he also felt the treatment of the captain.

"Fly down."

The mutant griffin looked in the direction of the silver intermediate knight's finger, and Shashasha called a few times to indicate that he knew.

With a fluttering sound, the mutant griffin folded its fluttering wings and fell straight down from the air with the silver intermediate knight on its back.

Looking at the sea surface getting closer and closer to him, the silver intermediate knight was frightened and sweated.

This is 10,000 meters high. If he really fell directly to the ground, he would definitely end up with his limbs separated.

Feeling that the two-legged beast behind him was holding tighter, the mutant griffin shouted a few times with disdain, and secretly despised in his heart: What a coward!

When it was hundreds of meters away from the sea surface, the mutant griffin suddenly spread its wings, landed steadily on the sea level, and then flew towards the largest ship.

Discovering the strange flying monster, the navy soldiers stopped their work and waited for it.

Landing on the deck, the mutant griffin shouted a few times at the vigilant navy soldiers and pointed to his mouth with his forelimbs. The meaning was very obvious.

The silver intermediate knight got off the mutant griffin, his legs were a little weak, and he regretted taking on the task of this messenger.

If he knew that the captain's experience was so outrageous, he would not have such an idea.

After standing firm, the silver intermediate knight ignored the vigilant eyes of the surrounding navy soldiers and said loudly in the common language: "That is General Clement."

Everyone looked at each other, and finally an officer stood up and asked respectfully: "This sir, I wonder what important matter you have with our general."

"I am the messenger of the 15th Army of the Fourth Legion of the Expeditionary Force. I am here to convey the military order to General Clement by the order of our commander, Verin Aix."

The silver intermediate knight took out the flag of Qixingling and spread it out as an identity certificate.

"Sir, General Clement is not on this warship. Please wait a moment. I will go to invite my general."

"Shashasha."

Seeing that this group of two-legged beasts ignored his existence, the mutant griffin pulled the silver intermediate knight's battle robe with his forelimbs and called a few times to indicate where his feast was and why it was different from what his father said.

"Sir, my companion may be a little hungry. Please prepare some meat."

"Please wait."

The officer responded and ordered his men to bring the meat from the warehouse to the deck. He went to the command ship to invite the general to come.

Ten minutes later, the mutant griffin looked at the meat brought up by the navy soldiers, his eyes sparkled, and he pounced on it, ate it with relish, and began to enjoy it.

"Shashasha (Finally enjoying the treatment of my father)"

The mutant griffin shouted while chewing the food, attracting the attention of everyone on the deck.

Looking at this foodie, the silver intermediate knight wanted to jump off from here. It was so embarrassing, as if the lord had never fed you, and he would report you when he went back.

The mutant griffin felt a little cold on his back, retracted his feathers, and continued to enjoy the food.

In less than a moment, Clement flew to the giant ship, looked at the flag on the silver intermediate knight, and believed his identity for the most part. The next step was to check the code on the military order document.

He had heard about the negotiations between the Life Church and the Harvest Church. The queen had also issued a special decree that the frontline generals should not trust the so-called messengers easily. They must check all kinds of code words, signs and flags used to prove their identities, otherwise they would be treated as spies.

Taking the letter from the silver intermediate knight, Clement first checked the mark on the seal of the envelope. After confirming that it was correct, he opened it in a special way and checked the three code words.

After clarifying the identity information, Clement quickly read the content of the letter, then looked up at the other party and asked, "This messenger, I wonder where Lord Weilin's army is now."

"My lord has entered the southeastern region of the Laber Region of the Grand Duchy of Brera, and will march to the capital of the Laber Region soon." The silver intermediate knight did not hide anything and answered.

Clement put the letter away, and said with a serious face: "Please tell Lord Weilin that our army will land in Kakor City, the port city of the Arab region, on November 6 to support the expeditionary army's attack on the capital of the Arab region."

"General Clement, I will pass on your words."

After that, the silver intermediate knight came to the side and pulled the mutant griffin, and found that this foodie did not move at all.

"Let's go."

"Shashasha"

The mutant griffin cried a few times in dissatisfaction, opened its mouth and ate a few mouthfuls, and then reluctantly turned its eyes away from the food and carried the silver intermediate knight away from the giant ship.

Witnessing all this, Clement couldn't help laughing. The combination of this man and the monster was really funny.

"Come here."

"General, please give me your orders."

The officer stepped forward and saluted, saying respectfully.

"Pass the order down, set sail, it's time to take over the dock of the Third Fleet of the Grand Duchy of Brera."

"Yes, General."

Under Clement's order, thousands of ships originally scattered on the sea began to move in an orderly manner.

One after another, the ships raised their sails, adjusted their course, and headed towards Roma Island.

...

In a small town in the southeastern part of the Arab region, Weilin summoned generals from various departments to hold a military meeting.

For this battle, Weilin chose to hand over the power of command to Hebrew, letting him command the war against the capital of the Arab region.

As for him and Kyle, this time they just barely acted as "mascots" and decided whether to hang this kid on the flagpole after the war.

In the hall, Hebrew held a map stick and talked about many battle plans and backup plans, including battle methods, marching routes, logistics material distribution, and the deployment of magic artillery troops.

The other generals sat down and listened to Hebrew's deployment, expressing their own opinions from time to time, or expressing their doubts about the battle methods.