Chapter 700: "Garbage" Servant Army

The entire meeting lasted two hours, and everyone left the City Lord's Mansion one after another.

The next morning, Weilin went to visit Count Blood Moon to find out some important information.

Weilin was really surprised to learn that the Grand Duke of the Principality of Silves was actually Xuemia's grandfather.

After learning some basic information about the country, Weilin bid farewell to his aunt and returned to his residence.

Back in the room, Weilin called Kyle and told him the situation.

"My lord, in my opinion, the royal family will make another big move." Kyle expressed his own inference based on the information told by his lord.

"I think so too." Weilin nodded in response, "Although there are no royal soldiers in the expeditionary force, there is a legend who is a member of the royal family."

"But, then again, none of this has anything to do with us."

"Master, if the lady's grandfather sends someone to find you, what will you do?" After hearing this, Kyle expressed his doubts.

Weilin chuckled and said, "If we just meet, that's no problem. But if he wants to ask me for help, that depends on what he can afford."

"Master, you have made progress." Kyle looked at Weilin with some surprise and couldn't help but sigh.

Weilin looked at Kyle and said with some dissatisfaction: "Do you mean to say that I was stupid before?"

"A little bit."

"Forget it. I won't argue with you."

That afternoon, Verin and Earl Russell set out to return to the Stovia region.

In mid-October, a vassal army of 13,000 men was sent to the 15th Army Camp in the Stovia Region.

Inside the camp, accompanied by Kyle, Weilin looked at this vassal army and felt somewhat helpless.

Taking a quick look at the military appearance, one can see that there is a huge gap in the basic strength of the soldiers. There are indigenous soldiers who have just entered the profession, as well as high-level elite warriors who are warrior apprentices.

Half an hour later, Weilin climbed onto the platform and asked all the officers of the vassal army to line up.

In less than a moment, more than three hundred people arrived at the front.

A middle-aged man walked out of the formation, beat his chest and saluted, and said loudly: "Lord Viscount Qixing, the commander of the 31st Holy War Army, Feng Liex, salutes you here."

"General Feng Lex, welcome to join the battle sequence of the 15th Army of the Expeditionary Force." Weilin looked at Feng Lex, the commander of the 31st Army of the vassal army, and said formally.

Seeing Weilin waving his hand, Feng Lex stepped aside and handed over the command of the army to Weilin.

According to the expeditionary force's strength classification, he is now just a low-level gold warrior. In addition, as a surrendered general, he dare not be arrogant.

Looking at the group of insignificant people in the audience, Weilin decided to reorganize the 31st Army of the Jihad Army.

According to the organization issued by the expeditionary force headquarters, the 15th Army has three vassal army-level organizations, namely the 31st, 32nd and 33rd Armies of the Holy War Army. Each army has a full strength of 32,500 people, and the three armies have a total of 97,500 people.

In addition, as the Deputy Minister of Logistics, he also has the authority to form two army-level units, which belong to the transportation forces in the sequence of forces under the Logistics Department. They are the 9th and 10th Armies of the Transportation Forces, each with a full staff of 23,000 people, totaling 46,000 people.

After fully staffing these five vassal armies, he will have 143,500 men under his command. Add to that the 20,000 men of the 15th Army and the 15,000 men of the Crusaders, and the total force he has will swell to 180,000. As for the combat effectiveness of the army, that is a big question mark.

"Warrior apprentices of intermediate level and above, step out and line up in front of the stage."

Weilin's voice resounded in the ears of 13,000 people. Under the supervision of 3,000 soldiers of the Ice Sword Battalion, the 13,000 people of the 31st Crusade Army began to separate in an orderly manner.

The whole process lasted for nearly an hour, making Weilin's face increasingly gloomy, his brows tightly furrowed, and his eyes revealing anger.

Kyle stood beside Weilin and replied in a low voice: "My Lord, there are 1,136 warrior apprentices at the intermediate level and above, and the remaining more than 10,000 soldiers are all newly-professional warriors."

"General Feng Lex."

"My subordinate is here."

Feng Lex replied quickly, his body trembling slightly, his eyes revealing nervousness and uneasiness, fearing that he would be taken advantage of because he walked with his left foot first.

Weilin's eyes flashed with impatience, and his voice became even deeper: "These more than 1,000 people will be incorporated into the 31st Army of the Crusade Army. I will add 5,000 qualified soldiers to your army within half a month. As for the remaining more than 10,000 people, they will all be incorporated into the logistics force. What do you think?"

It looks like a discussion, but in fact it is an order that cannot be questioned.

Feng Liex did not dare to hesitate at all and answered loudly: "I obey your command."

Weilin looked at Feng Lex and said expressionlessly, "Take your troops to the No. 9 camp of the main camp and station them there. The first order I will give you is to train the troops. If you cannot make these people obey my orders within half a month, I will put you and all of them into the Death Squadron and use you as cannon fodder among cannon fodder."

"Yes, my lord."

Feng Liex's forehead was covered with sweat. He didn't dare to take this as a joke. He knew the other party's identity. He said without hesitation that even if the other party pushed him to the gate of the camp and beheaded him, he would never be reprimanded. In order to appease his anger, he would even kill all his family members far away in Nax City.

"Now, take these people away for me."

"Yes, my lord."

Feng Liex did not dare to delay for a moment, and quickly led more than 3,000 vassal soldiers away from the camp and came to his own camp under the guidance of two soldiers.

On the training ground, in order to glance over the more than 10,000 people below, he waved his hand to call the Hebrews over.

"My lord, what do you want me to do?" Hebrew came to Weilin, beat his chest and saluted, and said loudly.

"You will be given these 10,000 people to train for half a month, and then they will be reorganized into the Ninth Army of Logistics and Transport Forces, commanded by Pastor Lavia."

"Yes, my lord."

After saying that, Weilin left the training ground without looking back.

Seeing this, Kyle hurriedly followed.

"My lord, do you want me to send someone to find out the overall quality of the other troops' vassal forces?" Kyle quickly followed and suggested.

Weilin stopped, took a deep breath, and said, "No need. With the quality of the army, I think I know who is behind this."

"My Lord, are you talking about..."

"Brother Russell reminded me before. I thought he didn't dare to do it."