The Ninth Iron Wall Legion

Walking out of the battalion, the leader of the infantry was saying something to another duke's guard that Maglin had just seen. Seeing that Maglin's arrival, the leading captain waved to Maglin: "Sergeant Maglin, come on."

"Yes, my lord." Maglin ran forward quickly.

The two duke's guards and the guards at the camp gate saluted the troops that immediately went to the front line, and the troops then headed north under the leadership of a self-introduced captain named Kentak.

General Lamor is a famous general under the Duke's account, not only sharp attack, but also first-class defense. The legion he commanded was the Infantry Corps. There is an iron wall within the Knights. He was responsible for the defense of the section directly in front of the camp, and it was also the first barbarian key attack area after the steep mountain to the plain.

There are 15,000 people in Lamore. After a month of continuous combat, about 5,000 casualties were consumed, but all the elite soldiers of this team were left. Now, what I went to add with Maglin is the 2,000 elites who have just been transferred from the Knights' infantry. And the grain and fodder escorted by 500 heavy troops, and war weapons, such as crossbows, spears, armored knives, etc.

With about 50 cars, plus 2,000 soldiers on Maglin's side, the vast front and rear feet dragged about a mile.

McGreen followed the captain of Kentucky and walked silently with his head down.

It's about 20 miles from here to the front battlefield. In the middle, there are scattered small troops wandering on guard in the middle. At the same time, they also play the role of blocking once a small enemy infiltrates.

Maglin counted. On average, almost 300 people were divided into three triangles to guard on this plain, and there were some traps, trenches and so on the way his troops were advancing. It seems that the Duke was stationed in a dangerous place, which attracted the attention of the barbarians and made the land very dangerous.

When the large army fielded, sentries were often arranged for more than ten miles, and in the face of the defensive battle of the Rhine, such a tight defense network was also arranged in the rear. It seems that the attack of the barbarians is not as incompetent as rumored by the people in the empire. According to the streets and alleys in China, as soon as the Duke's flag appeared, the barbarians fled.

There are even these statements in the army, but Maglin felt that it was impossible at that time.

How can the barbarians who can fight with the empire for 300 years be so weak? If they are so weak, the empire will have been beaten long ago.

Looking along the way today, Maiglin looked forward and the heavier the smell of Xiao killing in the air. On the cavalry, the defense team, and the soldiers who instructed the advancing army to avoid the trap obstacles ahead, Maiglin saw the faint blood.

He even saw several soldiers in armor, but with a thin figure and a palace magician's logo on their chests. Those are the participants of the court magician.

They are responsible for fighting against the dark magicians who sometimes lead small elites to infiltrate.

Those barbarian magicians who have lost their humanity cultivated by the dark elves can only have a series of magic, that is, the dark system.

Dark magic is killing except killing.

On the battlefield, those dark magicians are very fierce and terrible. I have read the comments about those guys from the internal reference office in Wells. They are magicians among warriors and warriors among magicians. At the same time, because the system of the Odin Empire is different from that of roses, the dark elves are like gods.

The Rose Empire is also involved in the royal family and the Holy See.

And over there, the dark elves have the final say. They bring some excellent barbarians to the dark abyss from childhood, then cultivate them there, and then send them to the battlefield.

Magicians, and barbarians cultivated by some special means to kill, are consumables in the eyes of the dark elves.

Compared with them, ordinary court magicians are at a decline in terms of killing. But are the royal and military of the Rose Empire allowed to be slaughtered? After the secret training system of Mount Hallelujah took shape, the original passivity gradually turned to level.

Exchange consumption for consumption.

Maiglin can feel that the court magicians he met are completely two things in temperament with those court magicians in the imperial capital. In some aspects, they give people a feeling that is even similar to the dark magician. They are gloomy, their eyes are cold and ruthless, and their physique is strong. After removing the magic sign, they are not weak at all compared with pure soldiers.

But that's it. They don't deserve to be called magic weapons.

So what does the realm of magic martial arts look like? Is it the combination of the Duke's force and the magic of Wells? Maglin lowered his head and walked, suppressing the stormy waves caused by seeing everything in his heart.

Except for the officers who occasionally gave orders in the army along the way, no one spoke, and no one looked at Maglin more. These soldiers who are about to go to the front line and may encounter a barbarian attack without warning as soon as they resist, and the soldiers who must go up and play with their lives are moving forward wholeheartedly.

Twenty miles, not too far. If it's a cavalry, it will arrive soon.

But because of the heavy burden, and because the captain of Kentucky didn't want the soldiers to be too tired, the troops didn't go fast. But after seeing the main force in front of him, Kentucky ordered the soldiers to complete the team immediately, and the army went to Lamor's logistics account. Then, two thousand people accelerated their pace and headed for the main position ahead.

When the afternoon sun shines on Red Square. Maglin came to Lamore.

General Lamore, who is not tall, is about 40 years old this year. He is the golden age of a general. He has reached a certain level of force and experience. At this moment, Lamore, who is standing on the real killing field, looks at Maglin with a knife.

He stood straight.

There is a sense of oppression on his not-told figure, and he is looking at Maiglin.

General Lamore is not a talkative person. After listening to Kentucky's message, he directly issued an order, ordering Maglin to rest until late and join the war sequence early tomorrow morning.

Magrim agreed loudly with an impeccable gesture.

Then Lamor's guards took him to the marching tent on one side: "Tonight, you are resting here. I'll call you at dinner.

"Yes."

To Meglin's surprise, soon after, Captain Kentucky, who handed over the task, came outside the small marching tent.

Maiglin answered and walked out.

Kentucky, who didn't say anything to McGreen all the way, patted McGreen on the shoulder: "General Lamore is firm and courageous, but he doesn't say much. He is loyal to the Duke and is a good man."

"I understand, sir."

"Actually, the Duke's order was to let you go to the battlefield immediately, but today you came for a long distance and then walked 20 miles, so General Lamore still allowed you to rest in a safe place for one night as far as possible."

"Shir, have other soldiers with my company also got a rest?"

"Yes."

Maglin said nothing more. According to the rules, Lamor should send himself to the front instead of having dinner with his own soldiers alone. However, taking care as far as possible is what Lamor has to do, because his identity is different.

It's not good to refuse again. On the contrary, you are on the battlefield, as long as you don't lose yourself.

Seeing that the Kentucky captain and himself whispered so much, Maglin didn't know whether this special courtesy built on the background of the Duke's Mansion made him cry or laugh.

And Kentucky also seemed to be a person who was not very good at words. After saying some words that were very difficult for him and explaining his general's indifferent attitude, he didn't know what to say to the upstart. Although the Duke gave the order, how could these officers be serious and not give Maglin from the Duke's House?

Kentucky even considered whether to suggest his general to arrange Maglin by his side and not to complete the Duke's order. General Lamor is too rigid, that is, the Duke valued his talent. If you change to a boss, it is absolutely impossible for Lamor to be a general.

But in case something happens to Maglin, will the Duke have some opinions about the general?

"sor." Maglin called and woke up the fantasistic Captain Kentucky.

According to the rules of the army, superiors and subordinates can't talk casually without opening their mouths. But Kentucky didn't care about it, or in him, and even in Lamore's heart, Maglin is a special and hot existence.

"shir. Please don't take any special care of me. I am a soldier. I've never been on the battlefield, but haven't you ever been like me? Like all soldiers, I long for honor and military merit, long for fighting, and long for getting medals through my own blood and sweat. I think I can do it.

"Winter is just coming, and the ice is not frozen and very strong. Therefore, there have not been many barbarians attacking at night recently. Have a good rest at night and I'll wait for your good news. Sergeant Maglin."

"Yes, sir."

Kentaki turned around and left.

Maglin knew that his words did not touch this lively man, but he was a real soldier. Before you prove yourself, you will only make all the colleagues who are lower than the Duke think that they are a problem. In this case, prove it to them!

Maglin turned around and walked into the account.

Without Grace, Maglin took off his armor and relaxed his body slightly.

He put the package with simple lining clothes on the back of his head, lay on a piece of wood with a thin layer of bedding, and closed his eyes.

Then he put his spirit deep into his eyebrows.

Orofield raised his head from his busy schedule and watched Maglin appear in front of him. He smiled and said, "I'm going to the battlefield. These little guys are very worried about you."

Little guy? That's right. Who is not a little guy in front of him?

Maglin grinned helplessly: "Yes, my king. But I will prove it to them."

"I checked that the magic crystals given by Wells are still good. Some time ago and so far, Harlem has also cultivated you very well. Now you are in good health. Therefore, there is nothing to worry about on the battlefield.

"I'm not worried."

"Meglin, you are 15 years old and have enjoyed a great reputation in the Rose Empire, but those are just flowers in the water. Do you know what a man's real reputation is?

Maglin just stood there respectfully and listened.

"That's the enemy's fear. The trust of comrades-in-arms." When it comes to the word trust, three thousand years have passed, and Eurofield thought of John's betrayal, and his heart still hurts faintly.

This kind of unhappiness flashed away.

Orofield said to Meglin, "You will go to the front line tomorrow, so tomorrow, win the applause of your comrades-in-arms."

"Yes, my king."

In fact, Maglin, who was still a little worried, looked at his ancestors. From Orofil's smile, he found the comfort and encouragement he needed.

"Tonight I will give you an advanced use method to cooperate with Wells' magic reserve crystals. That's third-level magic, but with Wells' magic reserve, you can use it. I'm sure you'll be surprised. In addition, since the opposite side is the dark elf. Watch out for their archers. The climate in the north is dry. Since my time, the bows and arrows of the tribes there have been much better than those in the south.

"Yes. My king."

"In addition, remember that sometimes you would rather disobey the orders of your superiors than save your comrades-in-arms, which is necessary for you to gain a firm foothold in the army. Any officer appreciates the courage and subordinates who dare to sacrifice for their comrades-in-arms. As long as you have enough ability. And you have this ability! There is no need to hide it anymore.

"Yes. So, my king, can the elf bow dance be used?

"Use the knife technique. Without Wang Gong, the power of the bow dance is not so powerful.

"King................"

"Of course I know." Eurofield smiled faintly: "I've been waiting for three thousand years, do you still care about this moment? Seven artifacts? Ha ha. These are still early for you. Go ahead.

"Yes." Maglin didn't dare to talk much, and he honestly withdrew his mental strength.

There was a sound of footsteps outside, and a Lamor's own soldier came to ask him for dinner.

Maglin answered and walked out.

Seeing the logo of the palace magician on the inner lining of the armored Maglin, the soldier was surprised, although he knew Maglin's identity. But looking at Maglin's young face and the secondary sign on his chest, I always felt a little uncomfortable.

Maglin followed him all the way to Lamore's military tent.

The general of the first-level army is naturally incomparable to the military tent on the front line and the duke. It's just a simple big account separated in half.

Ramor is sitting there, and Kentucky is also there.

There are three simple meals on the long table.

Seeing Maglin come in, Kentucky stood up, and Lamore sat there and looked at Maglin: " Sit."

"Yes, General."

"The front line is simple. Let's make do with it." Lamor said bluntly.

I can completely see that Kentucky asked him to do this. Maglin didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only say, "Thank you, General."

"But tomorrow, it will be an ordinary soldier." Lamor said dryly.

"Yes, general, I will definitely not let the general down." Maglin just sat down and stood up again and replied.

Kentaki's shoulders moved and gently kicked Lamore. Maglin felt that what could he say? Lamor bowed his head for dinner, and Kentucky laughed and said, "Meglin, this is not the imperial capital. Be careful when you go to the battlefield.

"Yes, my lord."

"Eat it, eat it." Kentucky knows what he says, and Maglin will stand up and answer. If you want to eat well, don't talk.

So the three of them ate a lot.

The brazier in the tent is shining. Shining on the faces of three people. It's dark very early in winter. From the inside of the account, there have been fires everywhere outside.

In addition to the front guard, the soldiers are also eating. There is no noise from tens of thousands of people, and the quality of the Lamor Field Corps can be seen.

The meal was terrible, but Maglin didn't have any exposure. He ate it cleanly.

The three of them put down the tableware almost at the same time.

The soldiers handed over the hot water. Then Kentucky chatted with Maglin about the scenery of the imperial capital, and then talked to Lamor about the situation during the day.

Ramor seems to be extremely uncomfortable. He still has few words, but Maglin has heard it, and now the barbarian's attack is getting more and more crazy.

With the support of more and more solid ice, the number and scale of people they are mobilizing are getting larger and larger.

"General."

"Hm?"

"Is the barbarian archer powerful?"

"It's okay."

Kentaki looked at Lamore speechlessly.

McGrim asked bravely, "General, how many magicians are there in the army?"

"Normal configuration."

Magline doesn't know how much the normal configuration is.

"The magician is very precious. Unless the dark magician is found, ordinary warriors will be sent out if they can't compete." Looking at the sign on Maglin's chest, Kentucky rubbed his nose: "By the way, isn't Maglin a second-class magician? I think..."

Maglin blushed and interrupted Kentucky rudely: "I'm sorry, my lord, I just want to know about the real field army, not to find an excuse to escape the commander's order. I'm sorry, General. Thank you for your dinner. I'm sorry to disturb you. I'll step back first and wait for your order in the account.

After saying that, Maglin hurried away.

Kentucky in the account looked at his back and looked back at Lamor with a wry smile: "Are all magicians like this? I, a person who tried his best to buy good things, seemed to have offended him. You, a cold-faced man, were respected by him.

"Ye-huh." Lamor hummed and stopped talking again.

But for the first time, a smile flashed in his eyes because of Maglin.

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