Ever since he stepped into the wilderness and became a pioneer lord, Richard has been consciously making up for his military knowledge, and he really knows a lot about the legion commander in front of him.

His name is Suffolk, and he can control the Dragon's Claw, and his background is naturally very prominent, and he comes from the famous Bauhinia family in the west. This year is not yet forty years old, and for a soldier, it is the golden age of experience and physical strength.

However, Suffolk spent the first half of his career as a staff officer, rising through the ranks, until a few years ago, when his co-commander stepped down due to illness, and he assumed responsibility for the independent command. He is the type that has no shortage of theory and experience, but the military circles have always evaluated him as "more intelligent and less decisive." can be in charge alone, not the overall situation. ”

The lord had spoken to Buckland about this man before, and the old white tiger was worried that it might not be a good thing to be an errand boy under him, because nine out of ten of those who were questioned would desperately look for a chance to prove themselves.

After all, no matter what, if you are in a hurry, you will get out of trouble.

But Richard is not so pessimistic, because not only Suffolk, but also individuals in this impetuous era are desperately looking for opportunities to prove themselves.

"Good day, captains, Baron Richard, and His Royal Highness Berderick. Suffolk, holding a silver-encrusted cane, deliberately lifted it to greet the two new allies.

Frankly speaking, his senses for these two people can only be regarded as neither good nor bad. The meaning is that their arrival will not surprise Suffolk at all, and it will not be disgusted, and if it were not for his special status, he would not have seen it.

A famous second ancestor like Béderick is not popular, but after all, bringing an elite from the forbidden army is somewhat helpful to the dragon's claw.

As for the Eagle Knight Richard, although he has recently become more and more famous under the kingdom's round of publicity, he is even regarded as a hero who defeated Stuart. But in the eyes of a high-ranking officer like Suffolk, nature is a different matter.

The record of achievements may seem dazzling, but in fact, it is just a fight against enemies such as the natives of the wilderness or the most garrison legions, and the gold content remains to be considered.

"Just call me Baker, there is no need to divide His Highness in the barracks. Bederick said.

"Your Highness doesn't have to be modest, anywhere in the kingdom, Your Highness is Your Highness, and the military camp is naturally no exception. Suffolk waved his cane lightly, and his two well-trimmed mustaches curled up slightly at the corners of his mouth, looking personable.

He is a textbook-standard traditional aristocrat, with an irreproachable gesture and an elegant and calm demeanor even in such humble conditions.

"Then again. The Legion Leader of Dragonclaw paused for a moment before continuing, "I wonder what you think of this war?"

The room was surprisingly quiet for a while, and a group of middle- and high-ranking officers kept their mouths closed, but they kept exchanging glances with each other.

Richard sat in the pile of people and fished in troubled waters, and when no one was paying attention to him, he looked around, and suddenly found that there were several ice and snow priests sitting not far from his right.

The feud between Pompeii and the upper echelons of the Church of the Ice Goddess does not seem to have had time to spread to these people, at least on the surface, they get along well with their colleagues.

The lord winked his eyes at a priest who was also looking at him, who quickly turned his head away with a puzzled face.

"There are no outsiders here, so we might as well talk freely. Suffolk smiled and clapped his hands, "Judging from my twenty years of military experience, Stuart will not be Pompeii's opponent." ”

As soon as these words came out, it can be said that they said what everyone wanted to say but didn't dare to say, and immediately received a warm response from everyone.

"They chose the wrong opponent at the wrong time. ”

"His Majesty Beruni may be able to inherit the name of the Mad King. ”

Pride is a vice that soldiers should avoid no matter what, but none of you here are laymen, and you have a far deeper understanding of war than the average person.

Of course, they understand a very simple truth - combat effectiveness is not rootless duckweed, and clues can always be seen from all sides. To fight a war is to fight money, and taxes, population, and the amount of iron smelted almost constitute the basis of a country's military existence.

In recent decades, Pompeii has flourished under His Majesty Sagre, and its national power has grown and its military power has also increased. And Stuart's side is well known for natural disasters and man-made disasters staged in turn, which vividly explains what it means to be unfavorable in the passing years.

The two old rivals, who were once evenly matched, are now at the time when they are at their best. The Pompeii soldiers generally regarded Stuart's declaration of war as self-defeating, and even simply thought that His Majesty Stuart Beruni was a madman.

Suffolk paused twice with his cane to the ground, the heavy metal head clattering against the slate.

"According to the latest information from the Ministry of War, in order to clear the evil dragon that suddenly began to rage in the territory a month ago, Lord Corleone, the famous golden dragoon general of Stuart, was unfortunately killed in battle. ”

Richard immediately whistled, and his lead was suddenly out of control, and the whistle came and went. The very serious high-level military meeting was made like a group of hooligans visiting the kiln.

No wonder they're so excited.

A dragon rider who rides the dragon through the skies, his claws and breath are as sharp as his breath, and he is a god of death that no one can match on the battlefield. It can determine the outcome of a battle, and occasionally even the rise or fall of a force.

It is undoubtedly the ultimate class of troops that humans can master.

Originally, there were four of Pompeii's and three of Stuart's, which was a bit of an advantage at most. But the gods may have really sided with Pompeii, and this Stuart dragoon actually killed one in battle, and the number was four against two, which was twice as many as the other side.

Taking advantage of the chaos around him, Richard quietly poked Derek in the elbow, "Beck, do you think it's really as optimistic as Lord Suffolk said?"

Bédric covered his waist and sizzled for a long time before he said: "I don't understand too specific, anyway, as far as I think, old men generally don't do things that they are not sure of...... Do you know how strong you are? ”

"This attack on the kingdom has gathered four legions of 150,000 people, and all four dragoons will participate in the battle, and they will take the initiative to launch an offensive from the northwest of Stuart, and make them pay the price for their recklessness and ignorance!"

Every time Suffolk said a word, the officers present cheered. Their excitement is obvious, and the opportunity to get promoted and make a fortune has finally come.

"This officer has been ordered that we, the Dragonclaw Legion, will be the vanguard of the entire army and take the lead in the attack on Winterfell. ”

Richard raised an eyebrow, and in an instant he looked like nothing had happened. Like a stone thrown into an ancient well, it quickly returned to calm after two waves were stirred.

Dracula said that the "Ring of Sky and Thunder" belonged to a collector named Magellan, who coincidentally lived in Winterfell.