Wizard: I can refine everything

"Mixed? One wizard is responsible for the blessing of ten heroes?"

Elt looked at the order from the headquarters and felt that the superiors were really crazy.

Although his legion was badly incomplete, and he was only the commander of a wizard legion, the news was not as well-informed as the headquarters. But he could be sure that all the legions in this world would not be much better than his legion.

Before entering this world, the number of his legion was about 10,000, not counting the clans and slaves. But after entering this world and starting the war, the number of his legion never returned to this number.

The personnel replenishment from the superiors is never enough, which is the norm on the battlefield. All wizards participating in the war acquiesced to this.

But these are all reasons to abandon the wizard legion.

The wizard legion is a war strategy that has evolved over tens of thousands of years since the pioneering period. Although the Truth Parliament has continuously changed the organization of the wizard legion, adding a large number of clans and slaves to the wizard legion as auxiliary troops.

But the Truth Parliament has never changed the core of the wizard legion.

But now, the headquarters actually ordered him to break up the legion and serve as an auxiliary unit to assist a group of heroes.

What kind of great wizard did the superiors send over? Even the staff couldn't persuade him.

"No, this is too ridiculous. I have to find out what's going on."

Elt grabbed the order in his hand and turned around and walked out of the barracks.

He had to find out if he had offended a certain staff officer of the general command, so he was deliberately punished. Otherwise, how could such a ridiculous order be executed?

But as soon as he stepped out of the barracks, his communication crystal ball vibrated. He took it and saw that the requester of the communication was his old friend Lyle.

Both of them were old wizards who participated in the war at the beginning of the war. After so many years of war, these old guys basically got the position of legion leader as long as they didn't die too much.

After connecting the communication, before Elt could speak, Lyle's unbelievable news came from the crystal ball.

"Elt, have you received the order? The superiors are going to dismantle my legion!"

The voice of the old friend made Elt fall into silence. It seems that this is not a small action caused by personal hatred. The superiors really intend to dismantle their incomplete legions.

"Got it, Lyle." Elt replied calmly, "The superiors want to split up the legion and make it an auxiliary unit for a group of heroic legions."

"Elt, this is fucking ridiculous! If it's to reorganize the legion, I can understand. But he actually wants to disband the legion!"

Lyle's voice was surprisingly loud, but Elt had to hold the crystal ball farther away.

"Okay, Lyle, keep your voice down. Go and find out whose legion has been split up. I'll go to my friends in the General Staff to ask what the nature of this split legion is. I hope it's not to cancel the number establishment."

Elt ended the communication with worry in his eyes.

As an old wizard who has been born for wizard civilization for hundreds of years, it would be really disheartening if he, the legion leader, became an idler just because of a word from the superiors.

He lowered his head and found a communication number in the crystal ball. After the call was connected, an old voice rang out from the crystal ball.

"I knew you would come to ask me, Elt, there are many legions like yours."

"I know." Elt replied calmly.

"But I want to know what this adaptation means."

"What does it mean?" The voice on the other side of the crystal ball paused for a moment, and then replied in a tone of sudden enlightenment, "You are talking about the number organization."

"Yes."

"Your numbers still exist, and the organization still exists. The current split is just the commander-in-chief wants to verify whether his idea is correct."

"You mean... experiment?"

As an old wizard, Elt keenly perceived the meaning implied in this sentence.

"Yes, the commander-in-chief believes that his heroic legions will show quite good combat effectiveness with the assistance of witchcraft. This combat effectiveness is even comparable to the wizard legion."

"He is simply crazy... Didn't you persuade him?"

"I persuaded him, but this commander-in-chief is not the kind of person who came out of the laboratory like the previous one. If you don't know his resume, he is just like an old commander who has experienced many battles."

Elt raised his eyebrows, and he heard a strange emotion from this sentence.

"Were you convinced by him?"

"...Yes, I was convinced. His data seemed impeccable, and his ideas were very...'advanced'.

We don't know if this is a madman's delusion, but I don't think so."

Elt was silent.

"Do you have anything else to ask?"

"No, thank you Abel. If I can go back alive, I will definitely invite you to the Pearl Deep Sea World."

"Hahaha, I'm recording it, don't regret it then."

"No regrets, for sure."

After the communication ended, Elt took out a pipe from his pocket, lit it, and then took a deep breath. As the stimulant entered his alveoli and then entered his brain through the blood circulation, his thinking became faster and faster.

"Experiment... What bad luck."

Although Elt was very worried about this mix, when he knew that the organization and number still existed, he knew that this decision could not be taken back.

If the number system is not cancelled, it means that this is just a temporary system adjustment during the war, which is the same as the reorganization of the legion.

After the world war, if he, the legion leader, is still alive, he can still rebuild the legion. Those members of the old legion can also join the new legion as the backbone.

Therefore, even if they report this matter to the military, it does not make sense at all.

Buzz-buzz-

Elt's crystal ball vibrated again. He looked down and saw that the requester of the communication was Lyle who was asking about changing the legion.

The communication was connected.

"Elt, there are more than 40 legions like us. Basically, all legions with less than 5,000 people have received the notice."

"Yeah." Elt responded calmly, "I know, the staff said that the organization numbers are still retained. This is a temporary organization adjustment during the war."

"Temporary organization adjustment? But this..."

"Hold on, Lyle." Elt interrupted, "We are soldiers, and the duty of soldiers is to obey orders. The orders from above are reasonable and compliant, so all we have to do is obey.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

Do you think that the military court's review can't control you?"

Elt's warning made Lyle stop talking. After a long time, Lyle's voice was a little aggrieved.

"I know. Old friend, let's go and see those heroes?"

Elt knocked on his pipe and whispered, "Of course, they are our future comrades."

...

"How do the legion leaders below react?"

In front of the map, Richard asked Abel beside him as if unintentionally.

The mixed legion is an unprecedented attempt. In the past legion organization revisions, wizards were undoubtedly the main force. But now, wizards have become auxiliary units, which may be unacceptable to many wizards.

Abel lowered his head slightly: "Some don't understand, but they are all qualified soldiers, they will obey."

Richard smiled: "The battlefield is indeed not a good place for experiments. It is normal not to understand. Have you got the witchcraft you asked for from above?"

Abel paused and replied: "It has arrived, but, commander-in-chief, is your behavior really not against the rules?"

Since the beginning of the war, the wizard's war merit system has developed rapidly. After hundreds of years of development, the war merit system has changed from the initial supplies and some knowledge to a level where you can basically get anything as long as you have war merit.

Richard's war merit is abundant, needless to say, he found a few very useful witchcrafts in the war merit exchange list and exchanged them, ready to directly promote them to the mixed legion.

"If it is spread directly, it is indeed against the rules." Richard said calmly, "But how much effort do you think it will take for me to use the knowledge in it to make a new one?"

As a five-ring wizard, Richard's knowledge of elemental witchcraft is slightly weaker than that of the great wizards of the School of Transmutation, but it is still very easy for him to make a skin witchcraft.

Listening to his commander-in-chief's speech so fearlessly, Abel didn't know what to say for a while.

The great wizard is willing to improve witchcraft and promote it to the legion for free. Even if the wizards from the Ministry of Justice come, they have to say that they are great and righteous.

In the past, Abel has seen great wizards who care about the lower-level wizards. But Abel can feel that the concern of these great wizards is "high above".

They care about the lower-level wizards as a whole, not the specific people who represent this group.

In other words, they can care about the lower-level wizards while consuming them as consumables.

These are necessary sacrifices.

Abel doesn't think this is wrong. The battlefield is cruel, and the trolley problem has never been a problem in the eyes of battlefield commanders.

If he were put in that position, he would do the same.

But Richard gave him a different feeling.

Richard seemed very utilitarian. When discussing with them, Richard could calmly call the hundreds of thousands of deaths caused by failure a necessary sacrifice.

But it was also Richard. After overwhelming the staff, he would discuss how to keep more wizards alive after failure.

Richard didn't care about the lower-level wizards as a whole, but he cared about those specific people.

"Hey, Abel, what are you daydreaming about?"

Abel came back to his senses and bowed his head to Richard apologetically.

"Sorry, sir, I was a little distracted. Your spell model will be here soon, and I have to arrange the specific affairs of the mixed team now."

Richard nodded.

"Go ahead, if you are too tired, meditate for a while after you are done, the command center can still operate without you."

Abel smiled and responded softly: "Yes, commander-in-chief."