Chapter 372: Interpreting the Sheepskin Map (Part 1)

Half a month passed in a flash. As the vanguard, the 135th Legion wiped out more than 300 Centaur tribes, nearly 20,000 Centaurs. The remaining Centaur tribes heard the news and collectively migrated to the gathering place of the Gray Goblins.

After the governor of Angara Province received the news of the Centaur migration, he immediately ordered the dwarf army to block the border and sent people to request reinforcements from the dense forest province.

One hundred and thirty kilometers away from the border of Angara Province, except for the alert troops, the remaining troops of the 135th Legion all participated in the construction of the military base.

Within seven days, building a camp that can accommodate 300,000 troops is a considerable burden for the 135th Legion.

On May 10, the troops of the 27th and 30th Corps arrived at the camp one after another, and the 132nd Corps took over the defense of the camp, giving the 135th Corps a chance to rest.

Five days later, a joint meeting of the two corps was held.

In the big tent, the generals of the 27th Corps sat on the left, and the generals of the 30th Corps sat on the right.

This operation was mainly based on the 27th Corps, and the 30th Corps was auxiliary, so Bulborn Silves became the nominal commander and sat in the main seat, and the commander of the 30th Corps, Ophelia Silves, sat in the first seat on the right.

Weilin turned his head slightly and secretly observed Ophelia Silves.

Her long golden hair shone gorgeously against the black armor. The perfect combination of beauty and majestic temperament exudes an irresistible charm, which makes people feel awe.

It is hard to imagine that the other party is only a hundred years old, but he has stood out from the royal family and served as a corps commander.

Ophelia noticed Weilin's gaze, turned her head and looked over, and their eyes met.

Weilin realized that his behavior was a bit inappropriate. He looked apologetic, lowered his head slightly, quickly retracted his gaze, restored his serious expression, and waited for the meeting to begin.

Ten minutes later, Bulborn signaled his subordinates to start the magic instrument.

A magic barrier enveloped the entire tent, isolating the inside and outside, and the representative meeting officially began.

"According to the order of the Sixth Command, the purpose of this operation is to cut off the dwarves' access to resources from the Gray Wasteland."

"According to the information obtained by the kingdom, the dwarves have set up many secret resource collection points in the Gray Wasteland. Since the outbreak of the Undead Scourge in the West Hill Province, these resources collected or traded from the Gray Wasteland have been transported to the Angara Province through the Centaur gathering place."

"So, we have two tasks. The first is to reduce the number of dwarf troops in the direction of the Angara Province, and the second is to cut off this channel. It is best to find the location of these resources."

"The Sixth Command promised that only 20% of the seized resources need to be handed over, and the rest will belong to you."

Everyone was a little impatient when they heard this.

Bulborn looked around and saw everyone's expressions.

"I want to emphasize that if you have any special means, you can use them privately, but if the church knows about it, I can't do anything about it."

Bulborn knew what these people were thinking.

You can use some means, but don't let others know, otherwise the church's pastors will find out and come to a big purge, and he can only stand aside.

Wei Lin secretly observed other legion commanders, his face was calm, and there was no psychological change. He didn't know whether Commander Bulborn was reminding those people.

Half an hour later, Bulborn explained some important matters and announced the dissolution of the meeting.

Everyone filed out and left the tent one by one.

Not long after coming out, he felt a little uneasy. He was worried that the lady Ophelia would cause trouble for him. Until he returned to the legion's base, he didn't find anything.

Wei Lin laughed at himself, it seems that he thought too much.

However, the other party looked a bit like Xuemia, and he didn't know if he was wrong.

After Wei Lin returned to his tent, he suddenly remembered something.

He took out the map stored in the space ring. This was the spoils of war obtained when he robbed the goods of the dwarf Marquis Darrag last time.

There were some strange symbols recorded on the map. He couldn't understand them at that time, and it's still the same now.

"My Lord, why did you take out this map?" Kyle entered the tent and looked at the sheepskin map on the desk.

Seeing this, Weilin told Kyle all the details of the Corps meeting.

"My Lord, if you want to get the specific location of these resources, this map is the key. After all, this thing belongs to the dwarf Marquis Darrag. There must be a lot of resource mining points recorded on it." Kyle looked at Weilin with a shining look, and his tone was difficult to conceal his excitement.

"Unfortunately, I can't understand it." Weilin spread his hands and said helplessly, "This map, I feel that except for the dwarf nobles, other dwarves may not understand it. Maybe only the dwarf Marquis Darrag himself and his confidants know what these symbols represent."

"This is a trouble." Kyle sat aside, his face a little serious.

If the information on it cannot be interpreted, this map is just a piece of waste paper and has no value.

"Lord, how about you give me a month and I'll go around and see if I can find the corresponding location. If not, I can only hand it in to see if anyone understands what the mark on it means."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Wei Lin folded the map and handed it to Kyle.

Kyle took the map and took out a schedule and handed it to Wei Lin.

"I hope you won't carry it with you while I'm away. I'll come back to check after a month. "Gray" will be my eyes to supervise you."

Wei Lin looked at the schedule and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He muttered to himself: "Don't you trust me so much?"

After sending Kyle away, Wei Lin ordered people to invite the important generals of the legion to come, read out the orders issued by the Corps Headquarters, and then sent them back to wait for his orders.

That afternoon, the 133rd Legion and the 147th Legion left the camp and went to search for the Centaur gathering place.

For several days in a row, legions left the camp one after another.

In the end, except for the 131st Legion and the 146th Legion who stayed as garrison troops, only the 135th Legion stayed in the camp.

According to the schedule left by Kyle, Wei Lin practiced every day and didn't care about worldly affairs.

In response, the 135th Legion was surprisingly quiet. No one raised any objections. They all believed that the legion commander's move must have its own deep meaning.

After learning about this, Bulborn just smiled and did not give any instructions, as if the 135th Legion did not exist.

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