Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

Afterwards, Bulborn, Madmonchi and Bamond entered the tent one after another.

"The border dwarf army was defeated, the battle line advanced northward, and the border crisis faced by the provinces of Kadlo and Serop was resolved."

After receiving this news, everyone, including Weilin, breathed a sigh of relief.

Speculations aside, only when the commander of the corps personally spoke this news could they be completely relieved.

"According to the instructions of the Sixth Command, the next logistics supply task will be transferred to the 29th Corps. Our 27th Corps' mission is to enter the Xigas Province and suppress the small group of dwarves who are resisting the army."

After reading the order, Bulborn looked around and said, "Do you have any questions?"

After a while, Russell was the first to stand up, bowed and saluted, and respectfully asked, "Commander, can we capture dwarves as slaves?"

"Yes." Bulborn nodded and replied, "You can capture dwarves as slaves for your own use, or sell them to other countries, but you can't slaughter dwarves at will. This is the order of His Majesty the King."

Russell got the answer he wanted and sat down.

The second and third followed.

Bulborn gave detailed answers to prevent them from violating the king's orders because of greed.

Half an hour later, the meeting ended.

Just as Weilin was about to leave, his third uncle hugged his shoulders, and the meaning was very clear.

Seeing this scene, Weilin could only express a little regret to Russell that he could not go back with him.

Russell was very envious when he saw this scene. It would be great if his family also had elders in the military. Unfortunately, he could only think about it.

"Smelly boy, how are you doing these few months of leisure?" Balmond walked side by side with Weilin and headed to his tent.

Weilin smiled and replied, "Don't worry about anything. A few months ago, I saw that they all had missions, and I might have been a little jealous. Now I can only feel lucky."

"Hahaha." After hearing this, Balmond seemed to think of a joke, "It's okay to use this to deceive Uncle Ivirios, but I don't know what kind of character you are."

"Grandpa is old and cunning, I can't fool him with this. If I pretend to be more realistic, I can still fool you, Uncle San." Weilin retorted mercilessly.

"Forget it, don't say it. If you continue talking, I'm afraid I can't help but beat you." Balmond looked at the boy's appearance and clenched his fists, fearing that he couldn't help but beat Weilin.

Weilin looked at his uncle and shut up, fearing a beating.

Arriving at Balmond's tent, Weilin was not polite at all. He took out the tea leaves on his uncle's table, asked the female swordsman with a cat mask for a pot of water, and started to make tea.

Balmond didn't mind it either. He preferred drinking wine to tea.

"I called you here to tell you one thing. Be careful when you enter the Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom. You can kill the Dwarf resistance troops. It's okay to kill all of them, but you can kill a few of the Dwarf civilians, or capture some as slaves, but you can't massacre them on a large scale."

"You must also respect the Dwarf Mountain God. Unless those clergy are members of the resistance troops, you can kill them. As for other clergy, as long as they don't interfere with your actions, you don't need to pay too much attention to them."

"The purpose of this kingdom is to obtain ownership of the new land in the north. There is no intention to occupy the Dwarf territory, so you can plunder as much as you want, but the premise is still that one point, don't massacre the Dwarf civilians."

"I'll remember it." Weilin took a sip of tea and said slowly.

Balmond looked at Weilin's calmness and felt a little itchy: "Aren't you curious about the reason?"

"No."

"Forget it, it's okay if you're not curious. Just remember that this is the advice your grandpa gave to our family."

"Yeah."

He knew more than his uncle, and Weilin knew the reason why his grandfather gave advice to their family.

"By the way, here is a batch of supplies."

Bamond patted his head and took out a document from the table and handed it to Weilin.

"Thank you, uncle, I'll bring you a few bottles of good wine next time." Before leaving, Weilin took the document and thanked his uncle.

Bamond recalled the bottle of wine Weilin brought him last time, and licked his lips with some aftertaste: "The wine last time was good, I don't mind ten or eight bottles, it would be best if there are dozens or hundreds of bottles."

Weilin rolled his eyes at him. The annual output of this kind of wine is only more than a hundred bottles.

However, next time, let Kyle send ten bottles over, after all, his uncle helped him so much.

After a quick glance at the documents, it was enough for the 135th Legion to change its uniforms.

There were too many things, so I had to go back and arrange for someone to come and pick them up.

…

On July 8, 9732 of the Glorious Calendar, the 135th Legion was ordered to march.

Three battalions were assigned to the vanguard, led by Viscount Moncas.

Five battalions were assigned to the center, led by Verin himself.

The rear army consisted of four battalions, under the jurisdiction of Viscount Algernon Barritt, a friend of his uncle Alcott, who was responsible for escorting all necessary supplies.

The 60,000-man team, with a march of more than 30 kilometers, marched towards the Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom, the province of Sigas.

In the border area, those well-informed merchants came here early to occupy a good place, ready to act as middlemen, buy dwarf slaves from the army, and then sell them to various countries in the eastern part of the Sinops subcontinent.

During the war between the Kingdom of Kube and the Half-Elf Kingdom of Is, more than 100,000 half-elf slaves were dumped in the Kingdom of Ilia.

Now the situation may be reversed, and the Kingdom of Ilia is dumping dwarf slaves to other countries.

"Mr. Deputy Commander, there is a town 30 kilometers ahead called Iron Tower City, which is the territory of the dwarf Viscount Iron Tower." Three knights came to Moncas, dismounted, beat their chests and saluted, and reported respectfully.

"What is the specific situation?" Moncas asked while riding on a black-horned horse.

The low-level silver knight bowed his head and replied: "Sir, the dwarf villages and farmlands around the Iron Tower Territory were all burned, but no traces of fighting were found. I guess this should be the scorched earth policy of the dwarves. The dwarves who originally lived in those villages are either in the Iron Tower City or have retreated to the rear."

Moncas thought about it and asked the silver knight to take a team of bronze knights to scout the situation of the Iron Tower City, and at the same time asked the messenger to go to the central army to report the situation to Weilin.

After receiving the news from Moncas, Weilin did not hesitate and ordered to stop the march and set up camp on the spot.

The situation is unclear now, so it is better to be cautious.

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