Time into September,

The northern part of the continent has just warmed up and is beginning to cool down on a large scale.

The war between the Twak Lord, the Duke of Gna and the rebels intensified in the autumn, and the two sides engaged in a large-scale light cavalry duel in the vast grassland two hundred miles northwest of Twak City.

This epic showdown, destined to go down in history, lasted more than three days and ended in a crushing victory for the Duke of Gna.

But the war in Twak didn't end there...

It took only two days for Nishizawa Devin and the forces behind his so-called Kingdom of Gondwack to raise a peasant army and confront the remnants of Duke Gna in Sharptown.

At the gates of Sharptown, the Duke of Gnawner, perhaps recalling the humiliation of his recent here, ordered the storming of Sharptown despite the dissuasion of many nobles, and in the absence of the necessary backups.

Impulsiveness cost Duke Gna dearly, forgetting that there were orcs behind his opponents, and he himself lost one of his left hands.

And the little advantage gained by the sacrifice of nearly 30,000 Tekawa highland warriors on the steppe also disappeared because of the impulse of Duke Gna.

...

Karen Collar,

Due to the sudden withdrawal of the dwarves, the young duke had to leave his new wife and personally lead the newly assembled army of 10,000 to garrison the Zecora Fort, and wrote to Emperor Laubert with a very low profile, asking for help from the Central Empire.

Thankfully, when the orc dwarf army at Fort Zekora suddenly withdrew, they didn't immediately gather their army to press on.

...

On a frontal battlefield,

The Empire's nearly 200,000 troops and the main force of the orcs did not fight at the end of August as everyone expected.

In fact, the orc high command at this moment has long been arguing...

After they conquered the Klan Territory, they formed two distinct factions:

On one side, of course, the Great Chief of Batu was the leader, who advocated using the Klan Territory as a base to recuperate, and then waited for the opportunity to go south, while the other side, led by the Great Chief of Shikan, advocated going south as soon as possible to fight a decisive battle with the main force of the empire, and taking this opportunity to occupy the Suke Plain.

Of course, the plan of the Great Chief of Batu supported the most people, because, the war of the Klan Territory caused a lot of losses to the orcs, and the loss of nearly 70,000 troops made most of the orc generals realize the strength of the imperial army again, and the unbeatable pride they bred after the victory in the Anku fortress was being crushed by the ruthless reality again and again.

Therefore, in the face of the nearly 200,000 most elite troops of the empire in Kwyn Town, for the first time, different voices appeared among the three major tribes of the orcs.

Even, at several regular military meetings in the Anku Fortress, the Shikan chief began to refute the views of the old chief Batu in public, and the generals of the two clans had several small-scale armed fights as a result.

The indecision of the orc high-level directly affected the regional war, so much so that when the dwarven army withdrew from Fort Zecora, the orc army stationed in Shasturburg did not even get the information!

...

The southernmost point of the mainland, the Hoko Islands,

There was no major war to be seen here except for the first few major battles of the war, and sometimes there was not even a single skirmish for days on end, and if it were not for the warships that could be seen everywhere on the sea, and the brigades of soldiers that could be seen everywhere in various regions, it would not be obvious that there was a life-and-death war going on in this place.

Obviously, the commanders of both sides are smart people, and they both know that it is impossible to defeat their opponents with their own strength, so since last month, both the Kingdom of Misha and the Duke of Enxi have been trying their best to restrain their subordinates to avoid large-scale conflicts as much as possible in order to cause unnecessary losses.

So, at the beginning of September,

The fiercest battle on all fronts in the Empire is actually on the battlefield of Krew!

On September 2,

Due to the tight fighting on the front line, Pedi hurried to Harrensburg after finishing the affairs of Seka Town, and after a distance of magical teleportation, Pedi arrived at the Harrensburg High Command Post on September 5th.

As soon as he arrived at the command post, Pedi was informed that the Nesega Pass, an important defensive area of Fort Cowind's southwestern defensive line, had fallen two days ago!

Moreover, in just two days, the goblin army sang all the way, and its vanguard army had even reached the Talia Basin north of Seka Town, if it could not effectively curb the speed of its advance, within three days, the goblin army would be able to directly threaten a large area of territory southeast of Crewe's territory, and even threaten Crewe City.

The news startled Pedy, but even more surprising was the weapon used by the goblins, whose name he immediately recognized from the description on the document and the associated magical images: Control Bomb!

Goblins have invented explosives?

Is this the beginning of the age of firearms?

Pedy's heart sank to the bottom at once, because Kru Ling had not mastered this technique.

But then, when he turned to the last few reports, his heart finally settled down...

Because, after all, the manual technology of this world is still too poor, and the bombs made by goblins have no waterproof effect at all, and the magicians of Fort Cowinde have found a way to curb this weapon a few days ago,

As a result, a notice calling for water mages was plastered all over the Kru Territory in just a few days.

After receiving this news, Pedi asked Don Wright's Paladin Squadron and the newly recruited magicians to urgently support Fort Cowind.

At the same time, Don Wright himself went to the enemy-occupied territory to find out the movements of the goblin army, as well as the deployment of the orcs outside the city of Harrens.

Two days later,

That is, on the afternoon of September 7th.

As the orc army descended on the city of Harrens, Don Wright returned to Pedy's side.

After a brief conversation between the two, Pedi immediately summoned Baron Danmen, Chief of Military Intelligence, Viscount Bieber-Donna, Grand Lord of Harrensburg, Earl Banne-Lockton of Fort Harrynn, Sir Bowenlet, Commander of the Tenth Legion, and Marquis Daisily Pombo, Commander of the Eleventh Legion, to his private reception room.

At a quarter past ten o'clock in the evening, when the farthest Marquis Daisiri arrived at Harrensburg, the first Legional meeting officially began.

No tea and coffee, let alone dessert.

A few people sat around a brand new wooden conference table, on a few makeshift wooden chairs.

"How's the preparation for the Tenth Legion going?" said Pedi, asking one of his biggest concerns.

Sir Bowenwright pondered for two seconds, and then replied calmly: "Because of the help of the church, the lords have a very high enthusiasm for joining the army this time, and there are many veterans who have been discharged from the army, so there is no need to worry about the source of soldiers, now, the most important thing is the replenishment of junior officers, because of the expansion of the army of nearly 30,000 at once, we simply cannot find such a large number of qualified junior officers... Believe me, my lord, the combat effectiveness of an army is most directly related to the quality of their junior officers. ”

Pei Di frowned, he really didn't think of this problem, he also knew the importance of low-level officers, after all, nearly ninety percent of the combat orders needed to be completed by low-level officers with a huge base in the end, if the quality of an army's low-level regiments was too poor, even the most basic rapid advance could not be completed.

"What about the sons of the nobility?" asked Pedi.

"It's all in your reorganized heavy cavalry regiment. The Marquis of Daisily replied, "Besides, these people will not accept these appointments at all, after all, the lowest rank of nobility is the rank of captain. ”

"Looks like the Eleventh Legion is also having these problems?" said Peedy, looking at the neatly dressed Marquis of Daisyri.

"Yes. Daisiri frowned, and there was a hint of helplessness on his clean face.

Pei Di rubbed his temples vigorously, forcibly suppressed his irritable mood, and said in a deep voice: "I have another bad news here, which was brought back by my retinue Don Wright, if his information is confirmed, then we are not only short of junior officers, maybe many mid-level officers and even officers at the level of corps commander need to reconsider." ”