The fourth time, the younger brother is really a genius

"It's very dangerous. The barbarians will know that you killed Sucol, and you will be in great trouble. I hope you don't regret it."

"Duke, there is no regret or fear in the dictionary of soldiers, only victory or death."

"What a hard-mouthed bastard. Go back when you're full. Now Lamor is going to laugh out of his teeth. Humph. However, you performed well today, but don't be proud.

"Yes, my lord."

"Let's eat, let's eat, Maglin is still a child. Duke, put away some sternness in private, even in the face of Grace. Prince Ribery said with a bad smile.

The Duke and Maglin were a little embarrassed.

The Lamor Legion was arranged in the front line of the army today, but because of Maiglin's excellent performance, the Duke immediately ordered the cavalry to attack. Therefore, the Lamor Iron Wall Legion, which should have sustained the sharp attack of the Sucol Legion, did not lose much.

Only a few soldiers encountered some small trouble or sprained their feet while chasing the barbarians.

The soldiers mentioned everything they saw today and praised Meglin's performance. The soldiers simply worship power, worship victory, and worship all the actions that can bring them to their blood on the battlefield.

The soldiers are already worried that Maglin will not come back. Yasen has also made plans. To be honest, he really wants to spend more time with that young Maglin. Having an alternative master like him in the army is an encouragement to his subordinates.

But Prince Ribery has called the boy away.

Yasen sat in Lamor's military tent and was a little depressed.

"It's a pity, but he is a second-level magician, and his background is very... powerful. Of course, he deserves such a background. We can't accommodate him here.

"I know, sir, but sir, can't you think of a way?"

"A good general wants the best soldiers to stay under his command. But Yasen. Do you think you can still think of Maglin as an ordinary soldier? The Duke just wanted others to have no nonsense, so he suppressed Maglin. Before that, he refused the marquis status that His Majesty wanted to give him. His military rank is actually the same as yours, and..."

Thinking of the familiar Greyman, but because now that Graman is already the Pope, General Lamor still closed his mouth and looked helplessly at the beloved general who was staying with him.

Aasen was entangled in the hope that he could go and ask the Duke to bring Maglin back.

In fact, he also knows that this is an extravagant hope. However, Arsen could not face the demands of the soldiers under his command. He could only push this problem to General Lamor. He was ready to return to his army and scold him for his incompetence in private. Sometimes it is used to prevent trouble for subordinates.

General Lamor is not good at words, and he has a headache after saying so much today.

So after Yasen was silent, he was also silent.

Suddenly there is something ** outside the account.

Yasen listened attentively and suddenly stood up.

There were cheers outside, Arles?

Is Maglin coming? The boy came back to say goodbye to himself. His belongings are still with his own soldiers. Yasen listened to the soldiers outside calling Maiglin's battlefield name. Some soldiers were asking Meglin loudly, "Are you still leaving?"

Maglin did not answer.

The footsteps surged in the direction of the military tent, and Maglin seemed to be saying, "I'm looking for Officer Arsen."

Ramor also stood up and walked out with Yasen. This is the front line facing the north, and the doors of all the military tents of the Iron Wall Army are facing the north. There is a vast expanse of white under the moonlight in front of us, and some dark shadows are across the ice-covered wilderness.

The soldiers on guard in front are turning around.

Lamor and Yasen also turned around when they came out of the tent. There was some noise in the rear. A group of soldiers surrounded Maglin and came here alone.

Ramor and Yasen looked at each other.

McGrim has seen Yasen. He strode forward and walked to Yasen. First, he saluted General Lamor, and then said loudly, "Sir Yasen, Second Lieutenant Maiglin is ordered to report."

Second lieutenant?

Looking at the new military rank on his armored armband and the high-pitched face, Yasen tried to suppress his excitement and said in a low voice, "Come to report?"

"Yes, the Duke ordered me to return to the command of Officer Yasen of the Lamore Legion. Sir, I'm very happy about this appointment.

"Why?"

"Because this is the front line." After saying that, Meglin squeezed his eyes at Arsen.

Asen laughed, opened his arms and hugged Maglin, shouting loudly, "Welcome back, boy, brothers, our Acreus is back."

The noise of the front line spread to the rear.

Prince Ribery looked at the Duke with a smile and asked, "Meglin looks very military-hearted. This is a very good child. I am a little envious that the Duke can find such a thing..."

"Well, Your Highness, the military affairs are busy, so I will leave first." The Duke stood up rudely and walked out, with the treacherous laughter of Prince Ribery behind him.

Lei Ming suddenly jumped there impatiently outside the tent. The little master left and left himself. As a famous horse with good face, he was left by his master twice in a row. Lei Mington couldn't raise his head in front of his brother.

The Duke's big hand patted it on the head: "Come on, take this beast back. Look at it closely this time."

Thunderton wronged Maglin.

Magline didn't take it to the front line. Because the Lamor Legion is mainly an infantry regiment, the horses assigned by the generals are just for daily use. When they really go to the battlefield, it is impossible for the generals of the infantry regiment to ride on war horses and become the targets of barbarians. Once the battle officially begins, including Yasen, they often take their own guards and disen off the horse to attack.

The cavalry uses rushing, charging, dividing and sweeping to expand the favorable situation, but the infantry must fight steadily to consolidate the results.

It's useless for Lei Ming to go.

What's more, no matter how good the famous horse is, it can't withstand the arrows of the barbarians when they are facing each other. Maglin doesn't want his beloved horse to be hurt like this in the match.

Thunderton is very smart. He knows that this is the Duke. It was very honest. After being patted on the head, it followed its brother, the dark horse of the fierce Duke, and left quietly.

Occasionally, looking back, the front line has been quiet.

Maglin is very heroic, but it's boring to repeatedly entangle with his comrades-in-arms who are sure to be by his side. It is better to prepare for the future than the past. Maglin and his comrades-in-arms are quiet. He is now under Yasen's arrangement. Maglin, an officer who was promoted to second lieutenant on the spot, now has 300 people under him.

More than half of these 300 people are archers and 100 heavy infantry.

Leaded by three lieutenants of the same rank as him. Yasen promoted him exceptionally, and no one had any objection to it. Because this is just a means for Arsen to raise Maiglin.

These soldiers still belong to Yasen. During the battlefield command, the regional tactical instructions were issued by Yasen. It's just that Maglin has a little autonomy.

At least it is now a separate military account, with five personal soldiers at the same time.

Maglin, who had just settled down, was called into Lamore's military tent again. As a lieutenant and a second-class magician, he is already qualified to participate in the military meetings of the Ten Thousand Legion.

This was also secretly arranged by the Duke. Maglin must learn the combat command of the legion while fighting. Many complex things need to be seen. Each general faces a situation in a different way. These are not in books, but they are more useful than the knowledge in books.

On the sand table, the layout of the front line has been arranged one by one.

On the 100-fold sand table, the location of the enemy's barracks has been marked, and its own defense system has been clearly marked. Lamor's Yasen is in front of the left side of the two major barracks.

Together with the three battalions and the brother troops, it has been constructed into a complex and deep array. It is said that the rear soldiers and horses are coming one after another, and the enemy will also increase troops.

There are still three hours to get close to midnight. The wind belt will weaken again. Barbarians will seize these two periods to increase troops.

But Lamor also believes that barbarians will not attack at night. After they cross the wind belt, they must strengthen their foothold. Recuperate and wait for the next day to start attacking.

However, it must be strictly guarded.

Maglin saw the sign of the court magician from the chest of a man in a white robe standing in the tent.

The middle-aged man is actually a third-level magician.

Maglin has never seen this person, but he seems to know Maglin and nod to him. Maglin quickly stroked his chest according to the etiquette of the court magician.

"This is the great magician of Cadell. It's here to help us defend at night. The enemy may not attack in a big way tonight, but it is inevitable that the elites of the dark elves will lurker over and harass them.

Ramor's judgment is very right. Dark elves are good at assassinating and harassing opponents at night. They don't have the skills of a decent war, but these insidious tricks make these guys feel numb.

The battlefield is full of corpses, resentment, and dead spirits wandering. These guys who are good at using dark magic will create incredible fear if they sneak into the barracks.

However, in the struggle with them, the court magicians have also found a way to restrain these guys and guard against them.

So the Rose Army has a comment.

That is, the day of the battlefield belongs to the warrior, and the night of the battlefield belongs to the magician.

"Please rest at ease. Let the brothers in front narrow the scope and increase the number of single teams. My brothers are already hiding not far from them.

Kader's voice is very low, a little hoarse, but powerful.

General Lamore nodded gratefully and said to him, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. I won't participate in the layout of the military. Dear General Lamore, I want to talk to Maglin's magician alone. Do you think it's okay?

Maiglin looked at Lamor, and Lamor nodded: "Please. Ladies and gentlemen..."

Maglin immediately withdrew from the military tent, and the Cadell magician in a white robe also came out. Walking past Maiglin's side, he said faintly, "Come with me."

Then go straight forward.

Mai Green followed him silently. Inside the magician system, the same level was strict. Wellsween was out of the guy, but that guy didn't care when he treated McGreen and Grace. Other court magicians were still in awe of Pooh.

The Cader magician is still walking forward. The white robe is very erratic on the ice field under the moonlight, like a ghost. He has come to the front.

Then he stopped, and Maglin followed him not far behind him.

Kaddle looked at Maigreen and smiled: "Dear Maglin's magician."

"I dare not." In the face of the third-level magician, Maglin understands that he is now, and he is unlikely to be the opponent. Even with the guidance of Eurofield, the gap in actual combat technology and the accumulation of magic cannot be pulled in this way.

"Meglin's magician, you don't need to be so polite. Let me introduce myself, Master Wellsween."

Brother?

"It's very surprising. In the process of learning from him, I adhered to the devil's **, not too depraved, so the style surprised you a little." With that, Kadel took out a sign.

is the same brand as the payment token owned by Maglin, which belongs to the magic equipment store in Wales.

He is proving his identity.

It seems that I feel that such a serious person is really unlikely to be a disciple of that old bastard. Maglin finally understands that this guy must be his disciple, and this kind of cold humor in his bones is also a kind of his style.

He always tells jokes seriously, and then laughs at others without restraint...

"Hello, brother."

"I'm glad that I can have such an excellent younger brother. Maglin, this is what the teacher asked me to give to you. What he said was, well, there is a boy who wants to lose face, and he is also a prodigal son. I really have no choice but to work hard to achieve his dream of becoming famous all over the world.

When he spoke, Cadel was serious, but the smile in his eyes could not be hidden. Maglin cursed uncontrollably, "This old villain."

"I agree with you." Kadel's magician continued his serious way. Then he took out a bag from his pocket.

"Magic Crystal?"

"Yes, the teacher said that this is his family, and I want you not to waste it easily. For this reason, he was very ill and could not go drinking for a few weeks. I don't really believe it, and you can also keep your doubts.

Maglin looked at the brother who fell from the sky with tears and laughter.

Why have you never heard him say it, but it can't be faked.

"Do you suspect that I haven't appeared? I think the outrageous, infamous and morally old man has forgotten it. Speaking of which, I'm really a little sad. Let me tell you quietly that I come from the legendary evil ridge.

I see, Maglin understands that this is the most mysterious place of the royal knight's team of court magicians.

"He has already told you about that place. I'm glad to tell you. You are already qualified to be a member of the Guard. After this war, I will take you to meet the legendary place.

"Really?"

"Really. I admire Su Kor's methods very much. Evil Ridge needs a young man with flexible brains and shameless methods like you.

Praise me or scold me?

"You're shameless, Maglin, but I like it."

Maglin is speechless.

"However, there is no need to inform outsiders about our relationship and communication. When someone asks, there is a mission within the court magician. If you can kill another 300 barbarians in this battle, you will be eligible to participate in the third-level magician assessment. Just lie to them like this."

"Yes."

"Oh, that's right. The teacher still wants me to ask you. Do you want to tell Miss Grace about the last time you took the brothers of the Royal Knights to drink flower wine? At present, he has arranged for those beautiful girls to go to the imperial capital, ready to send them to the homes of those heroic knights.

Maglin's little face is white. How will the fierce women in the knights' home go crazy?

Wills Winnie is very careful, because Cadel continued: "Some great warriors who are not married, Mr. Ween is going to preside over the group wedding for them in person. He hopes that you can stand by his side at that time.

After saying these threats, Cadel took out another booklet: "Meglin, this is a compulsory course for the guards magician. Some pronunciations and annotations about ancient elves. Although only about 300 words have been deciphered now, the elf language system is complex and the staggered combination is of profound significance. You should keep these foundations in mind. This is very helpful for you to come into contact with real advanced magic. But your main task is to survive the war. Take care, brother."

"Yes, brother." Maglin respectfully accepted the booklet.

In the eyes of Cadell and Winnie, the door leads to real magic. Only Maglin himself knows that he doesn't need to study, because Europa is in his body.

"Okay, you go back."

McGrim looked at him and turned around and asked strangely, "Brother, where are you going?"

"Oh, I went there and looked around. I smelled those idiots. It was really stupid to wear a black magician's robe in the snow to show off my particularity. Oh. Dear little brother, I'm not talking about you as a fool. I'm talking about those dark magicians. I'm going to quietly approach them and break their mouths before they find me.

Maglin smiled bitterly, but only bitterly.

Suddenly, there was a flower in front of him.

After the snow was swept up by the wind and dissipated, Maglin was surprised to find that the guy disappeared out of thin air!

"Don't be fooled by him. This guy just ran out quickly while the wind rolled up the snowflakes. Now he is lying in the snow 30 steps ahead of you. This guy who pretends to be a ghost."

is the first sentence that Eurofield has been silent until now.

Maglin stared in that direction. The great third-level magician Kader is on the ground, squirming...

"Brother, is it cold on the ground?"

Kadel was embarrassed and did not move. The great third-level magician was very shameless and praised his little brother there: "My brother is really a genius..."

"What kind of disciple does Wilson, the scum, teach? He simply defiled the great magic created by our elves. Eurofield roared unbearably.