Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

The two knights cooperated with each other, and with tens of thousands of troops charging head-on, they completely defeated the Irus Legion of more than 60,000 people.

In the hilly areas, the German Kingdom soldiers were all over the mountains, scrambling to flee, and even cutting their comrades' hands and feet to increase their chances of escape.

As Irus's direct troops, they would publicize the crimes committed by the alien god army every three days, so that they would rather escape than kneel down and beg for surrender.

According to military regulations and orders, for surrenderers, unless the lord issues an order to kill without mercy, it is not allowed to privately cut and kill surrendered prisoners.

For these stubborn elements, the 15th Army was very excited, and the running speed trained for many years finally played an advantage on the front battlefield.

On the hill, Weilin rode on a red phosphorus horse, looking at the scene in the distance, his heart was very calm.

This time, millions of gold coins may be issued as rewards, but it is just a small amount of money for him.

Since January 1, 9753 of the Glorious Calendar, two years and five months have passed since the expedition war. He gained a lot during the war. There were 50 million gold coins from the enemy in the half plane alone, plus cultivation materials, magic crystal items from the indigenous plane, other types of extraordinary ores, copper and silver, totaling 3.3 billion gold coins.

In addition, the demon soul light balls and demon materials obtained with the help of his grandfather were worth 16.5 billion gold coins, but the stock was huge, and in the Metagea plane, it could not be transformed into extraordinary materials for a while.

"My lord, the enemy's main general was not captured." Greg came to Weilin, knelt on one knee, and answered.

"It's okay. The goal of defeating the enemy has been achieved. As for the enemy's main general's escape, it's harmless. He can't make any waves in the province of Soller."

The next morning, more than 30,000 people in the Irus Legion were killed, more than 3,000 people were captured, and the remaining soldiers fled to the wilderness.

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Sorrel City, after three days and two nights of cleaning, the city finally returned to peace, but the smell of blood in the air was hard to ignore.

Except for a very small number of soldiers from the German Kingdom hiding among the civilians, most people were either killed or captured.

Now, the entire Soller City has been fully occupied by the 15th Army.

Outside the East Gate, in a temporary prisoner camp surrounded by wood, more than 10,000 prisoners were held in an open-air environment, guarded by more than 2,600 soldiers from the 8th Battalion of the Thousand Fortress Army.

In the camp, the black-haired boy looked at the mud on his sister's face and tried not to laugh.

"Brother, it's time, you can still laugh." The silver-haired girl noticed the expression of the black-haired boy and couldn't help complaining.

"Don't worry, didn't you have a nightmare? That means we are still safe now, don't worry." The black-haired boy comforted.

"Brother, I..."

"Shh——"

The silver-haired girl turned her head and saw the patrol soldiers coming here. She immediately lowered her head and dared not talk anymore.

"Everyone, stand up."

Hearing the familiar language, the captives did not dare to resist and stood up one after another.

"Professionals stand on the left, non-professionals stand on the right. I give you ten minutes. Anyone who stays in the middle will be whipped eighty times."

Hearing this, everyone began to walk to both sides, not daring to delay at all, fearing that the whip with spikes would hit them.

After a commotion, there were more than 6,000 professionals standing on the left, and only more than 3,000 non-professionals standing on the right.

After breaking the city, ordinary soldiers are often the first to die, while professionals are the easiest to survive.

"How long will it take for the two adults to arrive here?" The battalion commander of the Sixth Battalion of the Qianbao Army turned his head and asked his subordinates in the common language.

"To reply to the general, the two adults will patrol the No. 3 prisoner camp in two hours." The officer heard this and answered skillfully in the common language.

"Let the soldiers cheer up. If you lose face in front of the two adults, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Yes, General." The officer replied.

Two hours later, Weilin arrived at the No. 3 prisoner camp with Kyle and some guards.

"Are you feeling anything?" Weilin stopped at the entrance of the camp and asked.

Hearing this, Kyle said uncertainly: "Some, but not many."

"Let's look for it first. Anyway, it doesn't matter this little time."

Two days ago, on the second day of Kyle's entry into Soller City, he felt a sense of intuition, and the face of a mysterious woman appeared in his mind.

This sense is based on the intervention of the angel bloodline in his consciousness. In simple terms, the angel bloodline believes that there is a woman in this city who matches his fate.

When this part of knowledge was unlocked, Kyle was confused at first. When he understood the deep meaning of it, he understood the meaning of matching fate.

His power is inherited from his grandfather's angel heart. In decades of transformation, he has become an eight-winged angel with pure angel blood.

Fate matching can be understood as spouse, master and apprentice, or father and daughter.

In his ignorant perception, Kyle could not be sure that the woman who matched his fate would become that role.

After hesitating, he told his master about this matter.

After learning the news, Weilin was quite active and took Kyle around Soller City to find the woman who matched Kyle's fate.

Kyle naturally knew why his master was so active, but he did not refuse.

"Eric Archibald, the commander of the 8th Battalion of the Thousand Fortress Army, greets Lord Weilin." A young man came to Weilin, bowed and saluted, and said loudly.

Looking at the high-level silver warrior in front of him, Weilin asked: "General Eric, I heard that you found a woman recently."

"Yes, Lord Weilin."

Faced with the other party's inquiry, Eric did not dare to hide anything and answered truthfully.

"Don't worry, I don't mean to hold you accountable. I just heard from Freeman that you are quite concerned about that woman, but everything should have a limit, do you understand?"

"Thank you for your teachings, I will definitely remember it in my heart." Eric answered loudly with a sincere face to express his attitude.

"Yes."

Wei Lin turned over and got off the horse, sat down to the side, and signaled Kyle to go look for it.

Seeing this, Kyle nodded, followed his inner feeling, entered the crowd, and began to look for the woman.

Among the captives, facing the "patrolling" blond young man, everyone dared not breathe.

Walking through the crowd, Kyle sometimes went forward, sometimes went right, and walked in the most likely direction.

When he passed a black-haired boy, Kyle stopped and said to himself: "It should be here."

The silver-haired girl standing behind the black-haired boy suddenly felt a throbbing in her heart, as if someone very important appeared beside her, but due to her brother's instructions, she kept her head down and did not dare to look around.