Chapter 210 Military Conscription Next

In the early morning, there was light snow in the gloomy sky, and the cold current from the north has never left Saar City.

At this time, the streets of Sal City were cold. Most people would huddle in a warm quilt and wait for a little warmer to get up, and the mercenary merchants who came and went would not appear.

But the main street of Sal City was crowded, and many residents flocked to the streets.

They came to see off the conscription army of the kingdom led by Sal. Among the 500 elite soldiers, there were their relatives, sons, friends... Although the expedition was very common for the Thunder Beast Regiment, this expedition was extraordinary. They would go to the north to fight against the barbarians, just on the way back and forth. It will take a month or two.

If the war continues, these residents will wait for the first half of the year or even longer to wait for their return, and no one can know how many people will come back alive at that time.

The distant Arctic Icefield, the ferocious and bloodthirsty barbarians... like boulders pressing on everyone's hearts, making everyone's faces lose their smiles.

Riding on the back of the copper rhinoceros, Leon looked at the leaders who silently saw him off on both sides of the street, with a lot of feelings in his heart.

If possible, he would not be willing to live the life of the Southern Expedition and the Northern War, but Sarling has gone through all kinds of difficulties to the present. Everything depends on the bloody battle, and he can't help but advance or retreat.

What he can do is to bring back the simple, loyal and brave soldiers behind him alive as much as possible.

This is also the most important reason why he personally led the army. The soldiers led by Sal will never be other people's cannon fodder!

Four hundred fully armed soldiers walked out of the gate of Saar City with neat steps. A hundred heavy soldiers escorted the carriage to follow them. They fought against the wind and snow and firmly to the unknown distance.

Elder Monstein led a group of people in the territory to send them out for several miles away. When the soldiers disappeared in the distant mountains and forests, they were still standing in the ice and snow for a long time and refused to return.

On the mountain road, Leon's excited mood calmed down, but for some reason, he always felt that something was wrong.

He thought for a while, drove the beast and stopped by the roadside, signaling the rock hammer to take people forward.

There was no problem for the soldiers to pass in front of him in groups, but Leon found something strange among the heavy soldiers behind him.

It was a slender warrior. Like other warriors, he was wrapped in a cold-proof leather robe, and his head and neck were wrapped with a thick animal skin scarf. He lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly.

It's just that his posture and walking posture are in sharp contrast to the strong warriors next to him, so he was seen by Leon at a glance.

Leon couldn't help sighing, jumped off the back of the rhinoceros rider, and reached out to hold the other party's way.

The soldier stopped, but did not dare to look up.

"I'm just worried about you. The ice field in the north is not as good as here. If you have to insist on going..." Leon thought about the sentence and said, "Then you must listen to my arrangement. You can't make your own decisions about anything!"

"Really?" The pretender suddenly looked up, and his beautiful eyes were full of surprise: "Do you agree?"

Leon touched his nose and smiled bitterly, "It's not okay to disagree. Who knows what you will do."

This soldier is the rose. Obviously, she planned to sneak into the team. When the trees in the north were formed, Leon had nothing to say. She just thought that she was found by Leon before she had gone far.

Although there are many female warriors and female knights in this world, Leon is still a little male chauvinist and believes that war makes women go away.

However, Rose's surname is stubborn. If she is determined to follow, the tough refusal may cause trouble, so Leon weighed it and agreed.

"Great!" She pulled off her face-blocking scarf with a cheer and jumped into Leon's arms: "I'll listen to you!"

This action and this sentence seemed ambiguous. The soldiers around them churned. They all knew the relationship between Rose and Leon, and they inevitably found it interesting.

Rose doesn't feel shy. As long as she can follow Leon to fight in the north without being separated for a long time, she is really willing to do anything.

Since the decision was made, Leon simply took her to ride forward. Anyway, the bronze rhinoceros was strong enough to carry two people on his back.

On the contrary, Rock Hammer and others found that there was one more person behind Leon's return. They couldn't help but be a little surprised. When they saw that it was a rose, they realized it and laughed.

With this small episode, the atmosphere of the team suddenly became much more relaxed.

The five-five-person Sal army moved forward quickly in the mountain road, and the muddy roads and falling snowflakes could not stop them at all.

The only way to the outside world is the result of thousands of gophs for more than half a year. Although the quality is very general and not spacious enough, its existence greatly facilitates travel.

In less than a day, the Saar army left the mountains and entered the eastern plains.

The road behind was easier. The soldiers who walked all the way jumped into the carriage and accelerated. In order to save time, Leon did not order to camp and rest. The soldiers' dinner was solved with dry food.

In this way, the Sal army arrived in the suburbs of Tomund City at noon a week after leaving the city of Saar.

The snow stopped for a few days, and the originally cloudy sky became clear. The warm sunlight was projected from the clouds, driving away some of the cold in winter.

The soldiers who traveled for a long distance were very tired, but they were still full of energy. Although their bodies were full of mud and water stains left on the road, their majestic posture did not change at all.

This is in sharp contrast to the various territories that have arrived at the same time or have arrived outside the city of Tomund.

According to Tomund's order, all the conscripted territorial troops must gather outside Tomund City before the end of the month. Due to the late departure and the long distance, tens of thousands of troops had been stationed in the provincial base camp outside the city by the time of arrival.

These troops come from different territories, and the quality and equipment of the soldiers are uneven. They each occupy an area to camp, making the whole base camp look messy.

Not all lords are willing to lead the army to participate in the war. Although the achievements are valuable, life is important. Most of the lords only provide manpower and supplies in accordance with the requirements of the conscription order.

Of course, these lords will not be stupid enough to dedicate their elites. All of them are full of horse descendants, mastiffs, pigs and other servant warriors, and even the weak among the servants such as sheep and rabbits.

The warriors are weak, and the equipment is even worse. Some of them don't even have decent weapons. They look more like a group of farmers.

And the five hundred soldiers of the Saar army, including heavy soldiers, with bear descent as the main force, wolves, tigers, leopards and other soldiers, all of whom are fully armed and elites, coupled with the iron-blooded temperament that has experienced the baptism of war, it is more conspicuous than the Tormond garrison guarding the base camp.

So the Sal army quickly attracted the attention of others, and a lion officer with an entourage greeted him.

"Excuse me, where are you from? I'm Missute, the Silver Star Commander of the Third Battle Regiment of the Tormond Garee. The Rhine Knight is responsible for the dispatch arrangement of the territorial army.

The knight's question seemed very polite, and he even took the initiative to salute Leon.

If it were an ordinary garbage territory, this orthodox knight with eyes above the top would not be so polite.

"Hello, Mr. Missut, I'm Baron Leon, the lord of the Sal of the Gree region. This is the conscription document." Leon took out the edict from his arms and handed it to the other party: "I have brought 500 soldiers and four warriors. Please check!"

"Baron..." The knight couldn't help but be stunned and couldn't believe his ears.

Five hundred heavily armed elite soldiers were actually the troops sent by a baron, and they were led by the lord himself!

This can make many viscounts feel ashamed!

Msut couldn't wait to take over the document and read it carefully to make sure that Leon was not joking with him.

"Baron Leon, I admire your loyalty to the kingdom!" The lion knight rose in awe.

In his opinion, the team in front of him should be the full power of Leon's territory. How many lords will devote all their combat power to the kingdom's war.

He didn't know that it was only half of Sal's strength, otherwise he would have dropped his chin.

"You're welcome, Knight. Where are we camping?" Leon asked, "My soldiers are very tired. They all need rest and food!"

At this point, the follow-up supplies of the territorial army should be provided by the kingdom, so Leon was not polite to the other party and directly made a request.

"There is basically no good place in the base camp..." The lion knight replied without hesitation, "But you can camp next to our camp, which is more convenient near the river!"

He raised his hand to guide Leon, which was another barracks next to the base camp. The war flag of the gaders stood in the camp and fluttered in the wind.

The location there is really good. The terrain is high and close to the river. It is a relatively good camp.

"As for the food, we will send two chefs for you to ensure an adequate supply of food and hot water at any time!"

Leon's impression of the noble knight in front of him suddenly improved. He took out a silver cigarette box from his arms and handed it over: "Thank you, Mr. Missut. This is the best cigar cigarette of our Sal's specialty. It's not a small thing to respect!"

The lion knight's eyes lit up, and he didn't pick it over politely.

(to be continued)