Chapter 1133: Improving Military Discipline and Unifying the 25th Army

Three hours later, Pragon said goodbye and left.

Weilin sat idly for a while, then left the tent and flew towards the base of the floating fleet.

As for the selection of commanders for the aerial units, Weilin plans to seek advice from the floating fleet, the Dragon Knights, and the Griffin Knights.

In previous wars, he had only commanded ground troops, and at most sent griffin knights to deliver messages. As for related war experience, he had none.

However, this is also a good opportunity to learn how to command air warfare from experienced generals.

On the other side, in the camp of the 25th Legion, Kyle sat in the main seat, listening to the reports from the generals of each battalion and understanding the situation at the grassroots level of the entire legion.

The total strength of the 25th Legion is 73,588 people, divided into three armies, with a mid-level soul professional as the army commander and two low-level soul professionals as deputy army commanders.

The army is divided into four battalions, each with about 5,000 people. There is a battalion commander, who is a high-level gold professional, and eight deputy battalion commanders, who are high-level gold professionals or mid-level gold professionals.

"Commander, the registered soldiers of the 12th Battalion of the Third Army are 5,875, and the actual number of soldiers in the battalion is 5,688, leaving a shortage of 187." A high-level gold warrior walked out of the ranks, came to the center of the tent, and saluted respectfully.

Kyle noted the number of people missing from the 12th Battalion and said expressionlessly, "Continue."

Upon hearing this, the high-level gold warrior continued to report on the basic situation of the Seventh Battalion.

When the commander of the 12th Battalion finished his report, Kyle waved his hand, asked him to return to the line, and then stood up.

In an instant, a powerful pressure enveloped the entire tent. Except for a few extraordinary people at the soul level, the rest of the generals were overwhelmed and could not breathe.

"I'll give you three days to find all the missing personnel."

"After three days, if there are still people who have not returned to the camp, the battalion commanders will report the names of the people and I will handle it personally."

"As for your original crime of dereliction of duty, I will make the final decision afterwards."

"Yes, legion commander."

More than fifty gold-rank professionals bowed and saluted, answering in unison.

They already have a clearer understanding of the legion commander's strength.

In addition, the other party has the support of the Eternal Xi Knights, so if you offend him, you will definitely not end up well.

"Go down."

"Yes."

Everyone responded and then left the tent in an orderly manner.

Seeing that everyone had left, Lyanna, who was standing behind Kyle, knelt down beside the low table and asked curiously, "Master, which camp are you going to start enforcing military discipline from next?"

"The 9th Battalion of the 3rd Army."

Hearing her master's words, Lyanna looked at the piece of paper that recorded the number of vacancies in each camp.

"The Ninth Battalion has a vacancy of 55 people. It is neither the one with the most vacancies nor the one with the least vacancies among the twelve battalions. Is it because of the deputy battalion commander named Berkeya that you started with this battalion?"

Hearing this, Kyle looked at Lyanna, who looked puzzled, reached out and touched her head, and replied with a smile: "Very smart, I chose the Ninth Battalion because of Berkia."

"Yesterday, when I knocked him off the ring, only one person went to catch him, while the others did not move at all. This proves that this genius from a small town did not have an easy life in the army."

Lyanna seemed to understand something and whispered, "Master, you want to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys. You want to remove Hester Rocken from the position of the commander of the 9th Battalion on the grounds of a shortage of soldiers and promote Berkya to the position of commander."

"Hahaha, your idea could be bolder." Kyle became interested and laughed.

"Be bolder?"

Lyanna looked at her master's expression and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Using this as an excuse to kill Hester Rockne doesn't seem to be in line with the master's way of doing things. Could it be that he wants to take over the Ninth Battalion...

……

The next morning, in a tent in the northern part of the Third Army, Berkya slowly opened his eyes and saw an extremely obscene face appearing before him. He subconsciously raised his hand to hit it.

"boom--"

A figure flew out of the tent and landed in a stable a thousand meters away.

The Gallodax horse, which was eating, looked at the human who appeared in its trough. An expression of disgust instantly appeared on its face, and it made a sound, asking the breeder to change its trough.

Not long after, a low-level bronze warrior came to the stable with several auxiliary soldiers. Seeing the general sitting in the trough of Garodax's horse, he hurried forward and pulled him up.

The commander of the 9th Battalion, Hester Rocken, shook his head and regained consciousness. He looked at the soldiers standing beside him, coughed lightly, and said, "Go change the trough for the Gallodacus horse."

"Yes, General Hurst." The low-level bronze warrior responded upon hearing this.

Walking up to the bronze low-level warrior, Hurst lowered his voice and said, "I don't want anyone else to know about this, otherwise you know the consequences."

"General Hurst, we saw nothing today."

"Okay, let's get to work."

Hurst patted the low-level bronze warrior on the shoulder, said something with a smile, and then walked towards the tent where Berkya was resting.

After a night of thinking, he found that his situation was extremely dangerous. If he was not careful, he would end up in a miserable situation. At the very least, he would be dismissed from his position as battalion commander, lose his original position as a senator, and be driven back to his hometown in Storm Province to guard the island. At worst, he would become a typical example of the Ninth Legion, be captured by the Knights of Judgment, and become a member of the Atonement Camp.

Given the ability of the legion commander's backers, he felt that there was a high possibility that he would be severely punished.

Inside the tent, Berkya looked at his friend who was sitting restlessly, rubbed his temple, and said impatiently: "Bowen, I'm not afraid of beating my superior, what are you afraid of?"

"Berkeya, you..."

The black-haired young man glanced at his fearless friend and was speechless for a moment.

"Don't worry, sit down and take a rest. It's just a beating of Hester. The worst that can happen is that you will be demoted or sent back home. There's nothing to be afraid of."

"You! I don't know when you can control your temper. Otherwise, how can I trust you to leave my sister to you?" The black-haired young man looked helpless and sat down next to Berkya.

"I understand. I will restrain myself next time. Is that okay?"

"Oh, by the way, Commander..."

"Berkeya, how is your injury? Are you feeling better?"

A voice came, interrupting the black-haired young man.

The two men heard the familiar voice, looked at each other, and then looked towards the entrance at the same time, only to see Hester walking into the tent with a smile on his face.

"Meet the battalion commander."

Berkya and the black-haired young man stood up and saluted.

"Sit down quickly. You've fought with the legion commander and your injuries haven't healed yet." Hester said with concern on his face.

Berkya looked at Hurst's sudden change of attitude with a strange expression, but he still followed his advice and sat down on the low bed.

Seeing this, the black-haired young man stepped aside, wondering in his heart what was the purpose of Hearst's sudden kindness to Berkya.