Chapter 5 People from the Deep Mountain

That's level three. The magic source needs to be further transformed. There are some processes from formation to transformation into space. In the end, it will become a four-level magician of elves. But Magrin can imagine that he will be invincible in the world at that time. And what is the magic realm in the next level, Orophile did not tell him.

But Maglin can completely imagine that his hands are in line with the nature of heaven and earth. Summoning the stars to move mountains and fill the sea with the power of heaven and earth, just like the traces of the ancient magic war in the Hallelujah Mountains, which is done by one person. That's just the affected area.

I thought about it like this, then fell asleep, and then it gradually dawned. Magicians have less control over their body and mind than ordinary people. They have an accurate concept of time. Maglin doesn't need to be woken up. He wakes up at the same time every day and then gets up to wash.

Then put on your clothes. Before long, Lucien came in obediently and brought him breakfast. Keres would sit aside. The three young people went out after breakfast together. No servant would think that Maigreen's magician, Miss Grace and Miss Lucien would have done anything rude last night. They know the feelings of the two girls for Maglin.

The proud Miss Grace was willing to serve Meglin because Meglin made her proud.

Lei Mington seemed to know that he was going to leave today. He turned around impatiently, waiting for the call of his master. This is the most troublesome freak of the old groom in the Duke's Mansion. He is psychic to an incredible extent, and it is very stinky. It doesn't coax it. It is hoofed to everyone. But there are a few people that it will never mess with.

Meglin, Grace, Lucian, Madame, Harlem, Winnie. It's gone.

Seeing that it was another picture that I didn't feel very happy today, and the old groom was tired of it. He carefully went up and patted it: "Thunderton, Master Maglin will call you soon. Don't worry, eat something. I'll help you tidy up the saddle."

Then looked at its eyes. Lei Mington, the bitch seemed to understand. He tilted his head and stood up like an old man. The old groom took the washed saddle, put a set of harnesses on it gently, and then made it strong. Maiglin's personal guard in front of him came and greeted the groom with thunder.

"Lord Maglin is leaving."

With a roar, the thunder suddenly rushed out, spread his legs and ran forward. Maglin, who had put on his armor, stood there, and his own soldiers, including Count Gav, were dressed. The grooms brought the knights' horses, but Lei Mingdun ran by himself. As he ran, he shook his head and rushed to Meglin, and prankly stretched out his big tongue full of cyan grass juice.

Maglin patted his big head away with a wry smile, turned over and got on the horse.

Crace and Lucian also boarded the carriage. The door of the Duke's Mansion opened, and the group slowly walked out, crossed the long street, and then out of the gate. Maglin turned to the others and said, "I'll go to the barracks first."

"Okay."

There was someone else to protect the young lady in the Duke's Mansion. Maglin waved his hand to them and then drove his horse forward. Soon the cavalry rushed up, and the hundred horses surrounded Meglin around him but made way. Behind Maglin, there are ten guard magicians in fluttering robes. Beside him is Count Geoff.

And Hughes hasn't come back yet. I think he went straight to the barracks after being picked up by His Majesty last night with Yasen.

The horse rumbled, bypassed the villa and cut along the foot of the mountain. The barracks was not far ahead. Hearing the continuous sound of horns, the camp door opened, and the whole camp swarmed out.

Before Maglin came, he had already set up his position and rode the wings in the middle.

Yasen stood in front of the army: "See Lord Maiglin."

"See Lord Maglin."

The thunder hissed for a long time, and then stopped. Maglin sat on the war horse and looked at the three thousand iron armor salute to his walker. His movements were neat and uniform. The pair of eyes looked at him attentively. Meglin's blood was a little boiling. This was his own team, the meritorious camp. This is your own army!

"Do you know all about it?"

"Yes, we are willing to follow you and obey all your orders, even if there is a hundred times a thousand times the enemy in front of you, even if there is a turbulent Rhine water in front of you! We will all move forward bravely!"

"I, Richard Maglin, the youngest level 4 magician in the empire, the youngest commander in the empire! In the days to come, I will lead you to win countless medals, glory, and glory!" Maglin said with a smile.

His young voice is still a little childish, but his face is already qualified to make these veterans look up. In his words, they believed that with Maglin's promise, they all raised their weapons and cheered.

After Meglin smiled and indulged them and shouted three times, he raised his hand. The cheers about Arles immediately stopped, and the army was silent again. Maglin ordered, "Zhong Yasen."

"In, call the officers above the lieutenant and above to the big tent, and the rest of the soldiers for daily training."

"Yes."

After Yasen roared, he immediately dodged, and the military array behind him immediately flashed out a military path and went straight to the battalion. The two rows of soldiers inside faced each other and raised their weapons high.

Maglinn was in this forest knife and gun, rode past and entered his own barracks. In the big tent, Maglin sat on it, and below stood two officers led by Arsen and Hughes. Maglin sat there with a straight face: "Now I'll announce something to you."

All the officers put their heels together and made a bang.

"Yesterday, Your Majesty allowed me to name the Fifth Legion of the Empire, and I thought of a name. The Magic Army. I believe I can do it, and I believe my officers can do it. With the permission of His Majesty, the formation of the army is as follows: 13,000 mixed service infantry. Six thousand cavalry. Five thousand magicians. In addition, the commander of this army has 500 guards, including 100 dragon knights.

After saying this, Maglin stopped talking. He looked up and glanced at the officers under the account. From colonel to lieutenant, the officers of the 3,000 merit battalions and the former legions of the Royal Knights were shocked. Shocked by what he said. First, it was the ambition of magic martial arts, and then the specific content of the legion's formation shocked them.

Five hundred magicians, what does this mean? This is a crazy luxury. If these 500 magicians are assigned to each lieutenant's thousand-person team, unless there is a legion at the same level, even the Iron Wall Legion will probably not be able to resist. And a hundred dragon knights? The Dragon Knight will not be a warrior, but a magician. Magic is cast from the air to the enemy unscrupulously. If you hit the enemy, the enemy can't hit them. The veterans who participated in the battle for the other side of the Red Square have seen the power and grandeur of the Dragon Knight, and that's how Odin's Hammer was destroyed.

"In addition." Maglin grasped the rhythm, and the two words pulled back their attention. He smiled faintly: "They are all second-level magicians."

The officers were bound by discipline, but their eyes were already staring...

"The appointment is announced below. Lieutenant Colonel Gav. Lieutenant Colonel Hughes..."

Gev and Hughes are responsible for the logistics, and Yasen is the current adjutant of the legion, leading the daily military training of the infantry. The cavalry was led by Lieutenant Colonel Marshall. The staff is under the responsibility of Bentley...

After reading one by one according to the arrangement, Maglin stood up: "When the legion is officially established, your ranks will be upgraded. After the legion begins to expand its army, you will all command the legion alone. After the legion makes merits, your achievements and your names will be sung by the people, which will be admired by the friendly army, gratifying your majesty, and of course, cursed by the enemy.

The officers burst out laughing.

"Within my flag. Your Majesty's sword is here. Military Judge Sterling!"

"There it is."

Maglin shook his hand and threw the sword at him: "Your Majesty has an order. Before becoming an army, no one can leave the barracks for no reason. Those who violate the order will be killed!"

"Yes, my lord."

"Fal."

The officers swung down: "Yes, my lord." Then the thong came out, and Maglin leaned against it and said, " Lieutenant Colonel Gave and Asen Hughes stay."

The soldiers also went out. Meglin took off his helmet and squeezed his eyes at Arsen: "Do I look like a general?"

"You are a general." Yasen said with a simple smile.

"Lord Yasen, my old officer, I am very honored to fight side by side with you. I believe you are too. As for Uncle Geoff. There are no outsiders now. In terms of logistics, please ask you and Hughes to share it for me. I will gradually understand the familiarity. Uncle Harlem is busy selecting elite soldiers to supplement our army. Yasen, you have to cooperate fully. Everyone will be very tired in the next few days.

"Yes, my lord."

"As for those magicians, I will personally lead them. Well, the villa will send good wine and good dishes later. Let's make the soldiers happy today."

"Yes. My lord."

Maglin looked at Gif with a smile: "Uncle Gaff. Go and call your son. And Hughes, go and call Tiago. I want to have a good chat with them. When the motorcade of the villa arrives, just tell me.

It wasn't long before the report sounded outside the account.

Maglin went out. Little Gaff, who hadn't seen him for a long time, had a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and Thiago looked very thin beside him. Meglin pointed to Tiago: "He's still young, Gev. Can you take him to train together and help him lay a good foundation?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Now it's in the army. However, in my heart, you are my only friend in eddy. Gev, let's work hard together." Maglin walked to Gaff, opened his arms and hugged him fiercely.

Gife, who was still a little constrained at the beginning, finally smiled: "Hi, Maiglin, you are really amazing. You know, I was dumbfounded when I heard your rumors.

"You will too, Gev. From today on, you become a member of my personal guard, and they will teach you well. Sterling, they, I'll ask you."

"Yes, my lord."

"Okay, Gev, let's have a meeting. Let's talk about it. After you leave, everything about Leidi... I heard..."

Sterling from the Guards is still standing with an iron face. He is the new commander of the Guards. Standing there, he can't help thinking of Maglin's majesty when he just announced the order, Maglin at that moment, Maglin at this moment. The adult is indeed an extraordinary person. The iron-faced man stood there, his hand on His Majesty's sword, just like a statue.

The establishment of the legion is cumbersome.

The soldiers of the empire must have a corresponding record in the military headquarters, and the first soldiers and grassroots officers of the Mowu Legion will be transferred from other troops. Then the files of those soldiers need to be verified one by one, and then reported to the Military Department for filing. In the future, the Ministry of Finance's allocation of grain, as well as the allocation of logistics headquarters to armaments, etc., need to take a new set of procedures.

So Old Harlem's eyes have been busy recently. It's not that Old Gev and Hughes have replaced him with hard-working logistics first. Old Harlem is probably about to be out of breath. He is so busy that he doesn't have a good temper. Harlem is very old and his mouth stinks, that is to say, he can get people from other legions. The old guy wants to come to his elite and hurt them a few words.

For example, he will say, "These crooked melons and dates are just making do with it. What do you feel sorry for? Well, give me those guards?" The guards were all the close elites of the generals. How could the generals agree? They could only pinch their noses and let him take away the elite soldiers.

Old Harlem sometimes says, "What I want is cavalry. Cavalry is not a cavalry without a horse. Those horses have a good relationship with their owners. Let's take them away together."

Throughout May, Old Harlem wandered around all over the world. Then a steady stream of soldiers came and handed them to Yasen with the notes opened by Old Harlin: "Sir, the leader of a certain army was ordered to report. How many people should be there?"

So the barracks outside the villa also expanded again and again, and people shouted horses everywhere. Hughes and Gev only saw Old Harlem three times this month, and ate three times in just three times. Harlem is worthy of being a veteran. He found some problems after just a few glances at the report, and then took time to ask the officials of the Ministry of Finance or the Logistics Department who came to help to get in, and then scolded. Unmercilessly expose their narrow eyes, hands and feet. If you go out to arrest people crazily again.

In a blink of an eye, it's half May.

Maglin also established his prestige in the barracks with the help of Yasen and the unconditional obedience of the guards. With the example of those who obeyed him, some of the later unruly guys were much more honest. In fact, the real root comes from the unfortunate past that Maglin has spread widely.

Sauron's subordinates, the soldiers of the Flame Legion, all know that they have a father's feud with Maglin. At the beginning of the establishment of the new army, it is natural to constantly stand up and form its own independent style, all of which need to be constantly tempered under high pressure. Naturally, the elite soldiers can't stand it when they meet the training system of the guard.

So these guys had some discussion, but Maglin didn't do anything more. He just took the guards to participate in the training in person every day. One day, two days, three days, the soldiers of the Flame Legion no longer have nonsense and worries.

The general's example is more important than anything else. They eat and sleep together. The Duke's manor is close at hand. Miss Grace and other women are not allowed to enter the barracks. These are enough to show that Maglin is a qualified officer. As for the commander, these two words are very important in the hearts of the veterans. Without the actual results to test his command, the veterans will not really admit it.

Just within a month and a half.

On the Rhine front, the Duke completed his plan. Under the premise of consolidating the defense of Fengshenkou, he led the elites selected by the three corps to kill the other side. The unexpected Odins were killed and wounded, and then shrank back before the ice was thawed. The fortifications on the south bank have been completed for a long time.

When the other party who was hurt was killed again, he hit his head and bloodshed under the iron wall on the south bank. When they roared and were ready to do their best, the weather was not good, and the season for the river to thaw came. If they had no problem with their IQ, they would not rush up when the ice gradually disintegrated and the turbulent river was about to surge.

For a while, the wind and rain on the front line stopped. The two sides entered a period of stalemate again, looking at each other through the surging river. As for Fengshenkou, after the fight every noon and once a night lasted for three weeks, the barbarians gave up. The elite of the guards quietly touched it once and found that the poor Odin barbarians had also cast a wall on the other side. The guards will not give up their vigilance, but the winter battle between the two sides ended with the abandonment of the Odins and the thawing of the river.

It's also on May 15th.

Maglin, who had been working all day, had just finished bathing. The increasingly narcissistic guy appreciated his sixteen-and-a-half-year-old, strong and well-proportioned naked body. After putting on the windy four-level magician's robe, he heard Gev's report: "Your excell. General Yasen asked you to go to the camp gate. A team of magicians is coming.

Maigreen hurried out. He knew that this must be the team of magicians of the Guards who had not come for a long time. There were five hundred people up and down, and more importantly, they would bring a killer, a king bow.

What Maglin didn't expect was that it was Cader who led the team. He looked at Cader in surprise, and Cader smiled: "Congratulations, dear fourth-level magic commander."

"Brother, why is it you?"

"Let's meet your soldiers first. This is Ramos, the former lieutenant colonel of the Guards. I have another task. Ramos, a third-level magician, is an excellent and qualified soldier.

"Hello, sir."

"Aasen, please take them to the camp that has been prepared for a long time and tell Lord Gav to prepare everything they need for them immediately."

Arsen nodded. These magicians are the top priority, and looking at their lean appearance, it is obvious that everyone still has good martial arts skills. He turned around and led the team. Five hundred magicians lined up in two rows. In this way, they walked past Maglin. Even when they grew up in the deep mountains, they also looked at Maglin's face in surprise. And the four-level magician's robe on him.