Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

A month later, the war ended, and the participating armies obtained countless spoils of war. Weilin gained great prestige, excellent soldiers and reliable officers.

For this newly acquired land, which covers an area of ​​3,000 square kilometers, Weilin named it the East Lake District, and the capital was built on the edge of the East Lake in this area.

In the military camp, tens of thousands of soldiers lined up neatly under the leadership of officers.

After more than a month of getting along, the soldiers from different tribes and towns became familiar with each other.

Cyrus came to the wooden platform and solemnly announced: "The selection ceremony of the Zeferus Legion has officially begun. The army has 3,000 soldiers, 1,000 combat soldiers and 2,000 auxiliary soldiers."

"Combat soldiers must be at least bronze-level and 1.7 meters tall. If they defeat three warriors of the same level, they can be selected as combat soldiers of the Zeferus Legion."

"Auxiliary soldiers must be at least warrior apprentice-level, under 30 years old, and at least 1.6 meters tall. If they defeat three warriors of the same level, they can be selected as auxiliary soldiers of the legion."

Listening to the rules of the selection ceremony, the warriors present couldn't help cheering. Even those warriors with weaker strength couldn't help but get excited and sang praises to the greatness of the Knights of Favonius.

Welin sat on the viewing platform and watched the scene quietly.

Under the rules, every warrior has a chance, which means that the Zeferus Legion doesn't need waste. Only the bravest warriors can join the Zeferus Legion.

Although there are only 3,000 now, in the future, Weilin is confident that the Zeferus Legion will be expanded to 10,000, 30,000, or even 100,000.

This process will be long, and the Silver Dragon Burke Kingdom will not stop him from recruiting talents.

However, he was obviously overthinking. As long as the interests of the kingdom are not harmed and the money is paid within a suitable range, the Silver Dragon Lords in the electoral districts are very happy to help Weilin select the right talents.

"The first selection begins."

As Cyrus finished speaking, ten young warriors stepped onto the stage, waiting for challengers.

The extremely exciting battle scene was presented in front of everyone, and the cheers on the scene brought the selection ceremony to a climax, making Weilin look sideways frequently and gain a new understanding of the aggressiveness of creatures with dragon blood.

"Hilde of the Creek tribe was selected."

"Sisbi of the Uriah tribe was selected."

"Kaius Town..."

As Cyrus read out, more and more warriors stood out.

"Chief Daus, I remember that Hilde is your child." Weilin leaned on the stone seat and asked the chief of the Creek tribe who was watching the battle below.

"Yes, Sir Knight of Favonius, Hilde is my third child and my youngest child." Dawus answered respectfully without hiding anything.

"Yes, you have your style."

"Thank you for your praise."

Every time he heard a familiar name, Weilin would use it to communicate with the chiefs of the surrounding tribes and the mayors of the towns, on the one hand to express his attention to them, and on the other hand to exert his authority.

After three days, the selection of the Zeferus Legion was successfully completed.

This selection recruited a total of 30 high-level silver warriors, 50 mid-level silver warriors, 100 low-level silver warriors, 300 high-level bronze warriors, 500 mid-level bronze warriors, 800 low-level bronze warriors, and 1,300 apprentice high-level warriors.

For the Zeferus Legion, there is one legion commander and five deputy legion commanders.

The position of the legion leader was left to Orlando to serve concurrently. As for the five deputy legion leaders, they were Ridley, the younger brother of the Crick tribe leader, Patrick, the eldest son of Irina, the mayor of Caius Town, and Cyrus.

Except for Cyrus, the other two were gold warriors. Ridley was a mid-level gold warrior, and Patrick was a low-level gold warrior.

As for the remaining two positions, Weilin had other arrangements.

Seven days later, the army that went to attack the monster clan of the Misty Forest was disbanded, and the Zeferus Legion entered a three-month training period.

Weilin took full control of the legion. Weilin changed his previous laziness and got up at six o'clock every day to personally supervise the training of the Zeferus Legion soldiers and teach them combat skills and training methods.

The combination of kindness and severity made Weilin's personal prestige reach the peak in the entire legion. Even the three deputy legion leaders looked at Weilin with respect and fanaticism.

…

In mid-June of the Glorious Year 9742, the Zeferus Legion had completed its training. It only needed a key battle to form an army and create its own glory.

"Master, there are monster clans gathering in the west of East Lake District, and they are suspected of trying to seize control of East Lake District from you." Seraphina entered the tent and reported to Verin.

Verin stopped meditating, opened his eyes, and asked, "What is the scale?"

"There are three golden-level auras, about eighty silver-level, and the rest are bronze and below, with a number of more than ten thousand."

"Notify Ridley, Patrick, and Cyrus to assemble the troops. It's time to test the results of the training."

"Yes, sir."

After Seraphina left, Katarina entered the tent and put on the Gnas armor for Verin.

The armor made of silver dragon scales still made Katarina feel in awe even though she had seen it countless times.

After putting on the armor, Verin took the knight's sword and walked out of the tent.

On the training ground, three thousand well-equipped warriors were in uniform, forming a square formation of 100 men, waiting for Weilin's inspection.

Each warrior's armor was engraved with the emblem representing the Knights of Favonius.

"Loyalty, victory."

The three thousand people shouted loudly, and the powerful voice echoed all around.

"Let's go."

Velin gave the order, riding on Seraphina, and led the Zeferus Legion to the east.

In less than three hours, the entire legion arrived at the destination.

At this moment, the monster clans who received the news had already prepared themselves, with cannon fodder such as goblins and dog-headed men blocking the front, tens of thousands.

Behind them were the jackals, about two thousand in number.

After that were the armored ogres, no more than two hundred in number.

In addition, behind the monster clan army, stood three mysterious masked men, wearing black robes and strong in strength.

Velin stood on the top of the red dragon, holding a sword, and stared at the monster phalanx with cold eyes.

Under the dragon's might, the dog-headed men and goblins became agitated, and after being chopped down by the jackals and ogres for more than a hundred, they temporarily stabilized.

"Pick up your weapons and attack."

Velin's majestic voice spread to the ears of every soldier in the Zeferus Legion.

The army quickly changed its formation, and began to march forward in units of five.

"Attack."

The black-robed man gave the order, and the gnolls and ogres drove the goblins and kobolds and charged head-on.

Seeing this, Verin asked Seraphina to join the battlefield. The hot magma took away the lives of countless monsters, bringing an incomparable advantage to the Zeferus Legion.