Chapter 368 Garrison mission, the tragic autonomous principality of Marseille

"Mien."

"Lord." A low-level silver knight stepped forward and bowed his head to answer.

"From today on, you will stay in Mirada's adventure group as the deputy leader, perform the duties of supervision, and do not need to interfere in daily management and development."

"Yes, Lord."

Mien took the task with a serious face, retreated behind Weilin, and looked at the captain with grateful eyes.

If it weren't for his recommendation, he might not have gotten this opportunity.

The other three guards turned their heads and looked at Mien, the lucky guy, with envy, and at the same time made up their minds to perform well after returning and strive to get the captain's recognition.

After the visit, Weilin took Kyle and the remaining three guards and left the courtyard.

Walking on the street, strolling casually, and then returned to the garrison.

Three months ago, I made up my mind that I couldn't be so lazy anymore, at least before becoming a soul knight, I couldn't slack off.

"The guard team is missing one person, you need to re-select the right person."

"Don't worry, my lord. I anticipated this situation a few years ago. I have a list in my mind, and the missing people will be filled soon." Kyle answered confidently.

"Before breaking through the Soul Knight, you will be in charge of supervision during this period. I don't want to leave you behind too much."

"Don't worry, my lord, leave it to me."

Kyle already has a plan in mind. From tomorrow, no matter how his lord resists, it will be useless.

Meeting the eyes of his partner, Weilin felt a little cold on his back, hoping that it was his illusion.

...

On July 10, 9735 of the Glorious Calendar, the half-year rest period of the 135th Legion ended.

Three months after the end of the search for the fragments of the [Ring of Time], Weilin spent three painful and fulfilling months.

Every morning at six o'clock, he was caught by his guardian knight, first undergoing two hours of gravity training, resting for half an hour, and then starting a four-hour combat training.

At 1 p.m., he entered the inner space of the Druid's Book. With the help of Kyle, he studied Druid knowledge for six hours, including cultivation, meditation, and spells.

From 7:30 p.m. to 11 p.m., he continued to learn combat skills.

After three months of hard work, Weilin's strength was significantly enhanced. He learned four combat skills: [Flash], [Wood Guardian], [Wood Prison], and [Horizontal Wood Armor].

In just three months, Weilin found that Kyle was omnipotent. What he had in his head was no less than a treasure trove of knowledge. At the same time, he felt that he was so lucky to have his loyalty.

At the 27th Corps, Weilin dressed up, entered the tent, sat down in the sixth seat on the right, and waited for the meeting to begin.

Not long after, the commander of the 134th Corps came in with a pair of dark circles under his eyes and sat next to Weilin.

"Sir Russell, what happened?" Weilin looked at the other party's haggard appearance and asked in a low voice.

"It's okay. I just endured ten days and ten nights. Once we finish guarding the Black Forest Fortress, it will be easy later." Russell yawned and said to Weilin.

In the past six months, no major battles have been heard on the southern battlefield. It seems that the mountain dwarves have learned from the last lesson and turned to the full defense stage.

"Health is the most important. Pay attention to rest." Seeing the other party yawning repeatedly, Weilin couldn't help but persuade him.

"Thank you for reminding me. I will pay attention."

While the two were talking, people entered the tent one after another and took their seats.

Half an hour later, the three giants of the 27th Corps entered the venue and the meeting officially began.

"According to the new order of the headquarters, the defense zone of Xigas Province is demarcated and our 27th Corps is stationed there."

"During the garrison period, we are not allowed to take the initiative to attack and provoke war, but we must resolutely eliminate the signs of the invading dwarf army and the dwarf rebels in our respective jurisdictions."

Under the arrangement of the commander of the 27th Corps, Bulborn Silves, the 135th Corps led by Weilin took over the defense of the area from Shanyan City to Aishikou, which is nearly 50,000 square kilometers.

In view of the loss of troops in each corps, Bulborn assigned part of the logistics troops of the 27th Corps to each corps and accepted their command.

The 135th Corps was given the command of two battalions with more than 8,000 people, which was better than nothing.

After the meeting, Weilin said goodbye to everyone he knew, led the army to leave the corps station, and set off to the west.

When he returned to Shanyan City again, it had become an empty city, and even the mice were unwilling to stay here for a long time.

Returning to his hometown, Weilin stood on the top of the Rock City, looking at the river bank, and vaguely saw traces of undead creatures.

Two days later, Weilin divided the 135th Legion into five parts, commanded by himself, Moncas, Algernon, Alcott and Edgar respectively, and stationed in the five areas of Rock City, Multi-Iron City, Stone Tree City, Iron Library and Short Stone Pass.

After the troops were dispersed, Weilin was left with a Prayer Star Camp, an ordinary camp and a logistics camp, with a total force of about 12,000 people.

Compared with the quiet southern battlefield, the war in the northern battlefield has been ignited again, and the Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom has begun to use troops on a large scale against the Basio Kingdom.

In the northern part of the eastern region of the Synaps subcontinent, the war between the Ashe Magic Kingdom and the Holy Mountain Dwarf Kingdom has entered a white-hot stage.

The small country of Marseille Autonomous Principality was also involved in the war. It was completely reduced to a battlefield between the two kingdoms, and the population dropped sharply.

The legends of both sides used this land of nearly three million square kilometers as a battlefield, fighting without scruples, and as many as one million orcs died in the aftermath of the battle.

For this group of orcs, neither the Ashe Magic Kingdom nor the Holy Mountain Dwarf Kingdom had any mercy on them. Even the Orc God of War they believed in could only watch helplessly, because he could not afford to offend the third-generation magic goddess and the dwarf mountain god, let alone the god of dawn who was behind the scenes.

As for the guardian legend of their principality, before the war, he took his blood-related clansmen and some confidants to the Orc United Kingdom to avoid this sudden disaster.

As long as he exists, the Marseille Autonomous Principality exists. This is the bottom rule of this world.

In comparison, the war between the two countries, the war between the three kingdoms of the Kingdom of Ilia, the Kingdom of Bashio and the Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom, has become much more friendly.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the final outcome of this war will be determined by the two countries, the Ashe Magic Kingdom and the Holy Mountain Dwarf Kingdom.

So far, the Kingdom of Elijah is prepared to continue the stalemate until the two countries decide the final winner.