From Wild Mage to Wizard King

After receiving the news of the invasion of the greenskin army in the south and realizing the existence of the greenskin warlord on the other side, Odin immediately recruited all the soldiers in the south.

Whether it was militia, wounded soldiers, or various extraordinary knights, as long as they had a little fighting power, Odin forcibly recruited them all into his hands.

Therefore, when Roland led the army all the way south, he basically did not encounter any living people, and all were dragged to the battlefield by Odin.

It should be so.

Looking at the soldiers fleeing in the distance, Roland raised his eyebrows slightly.

Although they were defeated and fled, these fleeing soldiers were still organized, their weapons and equipment were basically still there, and there were not many traces of fighting on their bodies.

What is going on?

Roland stretched out his right hand and made a few gestures. Then, the cavalry behind him quickly deployed and stopped all the fleeing soldiers in front of them.

Looking at the fully armed cavalry, these fleeing soldiers did not dare to rush over and were stopped by the cavalry.

Roland rode his horse and walked in front of them. He looked at the nervous people and spoke.

"Where is your commander? Come out and answer."

In response to Roland's question, the people in front of him looked at each other, and no one stood up.

Roland frowned and continued.

"Forget it, who is the highest-ranking officer here? Stand up."

There was silence, and no one answered.

Roland glanced at the quiet people and pointed out several knights and servants in the crowd.

"You, you, you, and you, come out."

After being pointed out by Roland, these knights and servants also trembled and walked to the front of the crowd.

Before Roland could speak, half of these knights and servants knelt in front of Roland.

Looking at the knights and servants kneeling on the ground, Roland had a rough guess in his heart. He looked at the remaining knights and servants who were still standing and said in a cold tone.

"Tell me, what's going on with you now?"

As soon as Roland finished speaking, several more knight attendants knelt down.

The two knight attendants who were still standing looked at another knight attendant who was standing, and Roland followed their gaze and looked at this knight attendant.

This knight attendant was not as trembling as the other knight attendants. Even though he was called out by Roland and stared at by everyone, he was not afraid.

He first gave Roland a standard knight's salute, and then spoke.

"Sir, due to the failure on the front line, our army is undergoing a strategic transfer to maximize the preservation of combat power."

Hearing his words, Roland looked at the calm knight attendant in front of him with an expressionless face and said lightly.

"So he is a deserter."

As soon as Roland finished speaking, two more knight attendants knelt down, and at the same time, the soldiers who heard Roland's voice also knelt down one by one.

Although the soldiers who did not hear Roland's voice did not know what was going on, they looked at the murderous cavalry around them and knelt down with the soldiers in front of them.

With the sound of rustling, almost all the fleeing soldiers fell to their knees, leaving only the knight attendant who had spoken still standing.

After hearing Roland's words, his face turned ugly, and he spoke in a somewhat aggressive tone.

"Sir, we are all warriors against the Green Tide. Even you cannot insult us like this. We are strategically transferring, we are not deserters! I am keeping the flame for the resistance army!"

Roland glanced at him and said calmly.

"So, you took the lead?"

Hearing Roland's calm words and ruthless gaze, he took a step back in fear, and then, when he came to his senses, he looked a little angry and shouted loudly.

"Locke agreed to the strategic transfer, and even Locke would not let us make meaningless sacrifices!!!"

"So, it was you."

Roland said lightly.

Hearing Roland's answer, he glanced at Hela who was silently watching everything beside Roland.

Then, he raised the clean and tidy long sword in his hand and walked a few steps towards Roland. He thought he was a brave knight who fought against tyranny and evil in stories and legends, and said with an unyielding face.

"So what if it's me? You guys raised the sword of justice, thinking about your own selfish desires, and used our blood to fight against the green tide. To put it bluntly, it's just for power, but you say it with righteousness and hypocrisy."

While he spoke righteously, he also imagined that he would be like the protagonist in the stories and legends, relying on his unyielding will to persuade the enemy, gain trust, and become a legendary knight step by step, gain power and authority, and gain the loyalty of the enemy and the admiration of the princess and the beauty.

Just when he had imagined Roland kneeling in front of him and swearing allegiance, Hela

A light pierced through his head, and all his fantasies were shattered. Looking at Roland in front of him with his right finger pointed at him, with an expressionless face, he showed an incredible look on his face.

This is completely different from what he imagined.

Shouldn't Roland have a good argument with him, and then he could convince Roland with his intelligence?

His eyes went dark and he stopped thinking.

Looking at the knight squire falling down with disbelief still on his face, Roland said calmly.

"You talk too much nonsense."

After killing him, Roland did not let go of his soul. He extracted his foolish soul and quickly read through his memory.

Roland had no interest in his messy memories and fantasies, and directly extracted what he needed from his last two days of memories.

It was just a betrayal of the extraordinary knights.

They were originally soldiers recruited by some extraordinary knights like other military forces.

After being recruited by Odin, the extraordinary knights took them to the edge of the battlefield to block the greenskin army that tried to cross the defense line and continue to go deep.

Everything was going very smoothly until the extraordinary knights attacked and turned into sharp blades to kill into the greenskin army.

This group of soldiers who should have been preparing to meet the knights on the periphery, under his induction and instigation, abandoned the elite warriors and knights who were surrounded by greenskin orcs, and chose to escape on the grounds of preserving their strength.

Of course, it was definitely not all his responsibility to encourage so many soldiers to escape. All of these fleeing soldiers were responsible.

Roland crushed his soul and looked at the deserters kneeling in front of him expressionlessly.

Feeling the growing murderous intent around them, the knights and attendants who were kneeling on the ground also lowered their heads and leaned against the ground, not daring to speak.

"As the temporary commander-in-chief, I am here to take over the command power of all of you. Who has any objections?"

Roland glanced at them, and no one dared to resist.

"Hmph, now, everyone, return immediately. If there are any more escapees, the whole team will be killed."