#1120 - Take over the Corps

After several hours of communication, Weilin bid farewell to Archbishop Gerald, took his identity token, arrived at the floating air harbor, boarded the Lynn airship, and headed to the Kisilin Camp at the border between the Principality of Dawn and the Kingdom of Belfast, preparing to officially take office.

The war between the Church of Dawn and the Dark Orcs had already broken out, but it was currently limited to the border of the Kingdom of Belfast and had not fully erupted.

As one of the main forces, the Ninth Army was not far from the day of dispatch, which meant that the time left for him was running out.

At the bow of the airship, Weilin leaned on the wooden railing, looked up slightly at the sky, and pondered the final direction of the war and the chain reaction brought about by the end of the war.

In a brief exchange with Archbishop Gerald, Weilin foresaw that this war was different from previous defensive wars or punitive wars.

"What exactly does the Church of Dawn want to do? Is it to forcibly upgrade the Principality of Dawn to the Kingdom of Dawn, or to establish a new principality in the south of the Kingdom of Belfast, or to support a new Shia Orc Principality in the northwest of the Holy Shia Orc Kingdom."

Raising his hand to shield the somewhat dazzling sunlight, Weilin had many bold ideas in his mind.

The war between the Gray Orc Kingdom and the Sak爾 Kingdom was definitely not a temporary whim. He felt that the God of Dawn should have made some kind of deal with the God of War, allowing his belief country to provoke a war in the western continent of the Synapse subcontinent, completely disrupting the situation.

Or, to turn the situation around, the Dark Orc God and the Orc God of War joined forces to set up a game, preparing to implement some kind of plan.

"Forget it, I'll just be my marshal. These things should be left to those legendary figures to worry about."

The more he thought about it, the more chaotic it became. Weilin shook his head, turned around and leaned on the wooden fence, looking at the distant airspace, admiring the scenery as if no one else was there.

The breeze拂过, Weilin felt an unprecedented ease.

If there were no accidents, these might be the last easy days before the war began.

"Watching the scenery is also boring."

Thinking of this, Weilin directly took out the lounge chair from the space ring, then took out a wooden table, took out some melons and fruits from the internal space of the Druid Book and placed them on it, and then comfortably lay down on it.

Finding his relaxed and free state, Weilin couldn't help but stretch.

At this moment, he was returning to his true self.

The temple knights patrolling back and forth on the ship saw the Yongxi Knight's actions, and their eyes were slightly surprised, but when they thought of some strong people having some special hobbies, they no longer paid attention and continued to patrol attentively.

Thirteen hours later, the airship crossed the entire Principality of Dawn and arrived in the airspace near the Kisilin Camp at five o'clock in the morning.

At the airship harbor, three thousand knights of the Ninth Army, clad in armor, stood in solemn formation, their expressions solemn.

In front of the army formation, more than a hundred generals gathered in twos and threes to talk to each other, but the topic of discussion was surprisingly consistent, all discussing the upcoming supreme commander of the Ninth Army.

Feeling the surge of magic, everyone present stopped communicating and looked up at the sky, watching the airship.

More than ten minutes later, the airship arrived above the harbor and began to slowly descend.

"Whoosh—"

When the airship landed, the magic array on the left side of the ship instantly activated, and countless magic gathered here, forming a staircase connecting the deck and the ground.

Weilin stepped down the magic staircase.

"Salute—"

A low-level gold temple knight drew his knight's sword and said loudly.

Three thousand knights straightened their chests, drew their knight's swords, placed them in front of their chests, and saluted the supreme commander of the Ninth Army.

"We have seen the Marshal."

At the same time, more than a hundred generals placed their right hands on their chests and bowed to show their orthodoxy and legitimacy.

Seeing this, Weilin raised his hands slightly and used magic to help everyone up.

After a few simple greetings, Weilin waved his hand to dismiss the knighthood acting as the honor guard, and at the same time asked some generals to go back to rest.

The three thousand knights strictly executed Weilin's orders, leaving the floating air harbor in an orderly manner, without the slightest act of disobedience, nor did they ask anyone for instructions.

The other generals did the same, following Weilin's orders and returning to the military camp.

For them, the will of God was above everything else, followed by the Pope's orders.

"Holy Knight Leonas, Bishop Celina, Speaker Pragon, how about a simple meeting today?" Weilin looked at the three deputy marshals of the Ninth Army and asked.

"Yes."

Leonas replied without thinking, his tone without the slightest hesitation.

Celina bowed slightly and said, "I will follow your orders, Yongxi Knight."

"As you wish, Marshal."

Pragon smiled, showing his extremely friendly side.

Seeing this situation, Weilin waved his hand to open the demiplane and invited, "If you don't mind, how about an informal meeting in my demiplane?"

Seeing the demiplane passage emitting streamers of light, in addition to Leonas still maintaining a calm expression, Celina and Pragon both showed more or less surprised expressions in their eyes.

Entering the demiplane, Weilin lit a bonfire and took out a few soft cushions and placed them on the grass, then invited everyone to sit down.

At this point, the first bonfire meeting of the Ninth Army officially began.

"This is my wife, Xiemiya Aix."

Weilin pointed to Xiemiya sitting next to him and introduced her to the three.

"Greetings, Holy Knight Leonas, Bishop Celina, Speaker Pragon."

Xiemiya stood up and greeted the three in turn, then sat down.

"According to the church's orders, my wife has been appointed as the deputy minister of logistics for the Ninth Army."

Speaking of this, Weilin looked at Kai'er again and introduced to everyone, "This is my guardian knight, and also my brother, Kai'er, who will serve as the commander of the Twenty-fifth Army of the Ninth Army."

Seeing this, Kai'er stood up and saluted the three, then sat back in the distance.

After the mutual introductions, Weilin began to listen to the three's judgments on the border situation.

Although he had obtained some information from the memory light group when he met Archbishop Gerald, the situation was changing rapidly, and the information he learned the moment before might no longer be applicable the next moment.

"Yongxi Knight, let me explain."

"Please."

Weilin made a gesture of invitation to the soul priest of the soul high order in front of him.

Celina waved her hand to use magic to condense a complete map of the Coles United Kingdom in the air, and then began to explain: "Yongxi Knight, according to the information sent by the Eleventh Army yesterday, a battalion of the Thirty-first Army fought with eight thousand dark orcs in the Jiaduo Plain in the northern Vissela tribal area half a month ago."

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"This battle lasted for a day and night, and the battalion of the Thirty-first Army lost more than 1,500 people, while the dark orcs suffered more than 1,000 casualties, which is considered a tie."