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He was very disappointed, he saw the big from the small, and the important position of reconnaissance could be controlled in the hands of such incompetent people, so what about the others? The slackness of armaments can be seen.

When encountering problems, not only do they not find problems from themselves, but they also attribute the problems to others, how inferior it is.

"The reconnaissance force was almost completely wiped out, and instead of considering whether the enemy was unimaginably powerful, he wanted to reprimand the soldiers for their disadvantage."

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Russell no longer had any hope for this war, "I originally thought that I could change the fate of the fortress being breached, but now it seems to be very hanging." ”

Although he was prescient, he was sometimes poor in manpower, and he could not expect all history to change according to his will.

Everyone knows that there will be war, and the contact and activity between different races in the field are becoming more and more frequent, and it is only a matter of time before an attack is launched. But no one thought that they would attack the fortress directly, and no one would even think about such a thing as the fortress being breached.

The Federalists were optimistic about the war, or rather contemptuous of aliens in the wild.

Russell wanted them to know that the fortress would be breached, and that a light enemy would eventually lead to its destruction. But if such words are uttered without evidence, they will only be ridiculed and rebuked as nonsense, and Bartlet is a good example.

"Well, that's not my purpose in the first place."

He only wanted to accumulate enough merit in this war, and it was not necessary to prevent the fall of the fortress, but the means depended on what he wanted to do.

In recent years, the kingdoms that the Federation has fought in the southeast have not been able to raise their heads, and they are very powerful on the surface, but in fact, they are just strong from the outside and strong in the middle, and rookies are pecking at each other, and the kingdoms of the southeast are in decline, and they have seriously lost control over the domestic form. The Federation was similar, unable to restrain the annexation and exploitation of the aristocracy internally, unable to resolve the chaos in the southern islands externally, and the victory in the Southeastern War only slightly concealed the contradictions, and before long, even this last fig leaf would be brutally torn off.

Dreams wake up.

The fall of the fortress will become the fuse, and the federal forces will be reshuffled, and only the right leadership can usher in a new life.

When you think about it, the fall of the fortress seems inevitable, and it can be a wake-up call that false prosperity will eventually come to naught.

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Fortress East, where the Legion of Fire is stationed.

The Fire Legion is one of the four legions under the Federation, the four legions are the Fire Legion, the Meteor Legion, the Storm Legion and the Ripple Legion, all of which are composed of mages, which can be said to be the top force of the Federation.

It's not enough...

Russell silently glanced at the plaque and stepped inside.

The original body is a bit stupid, joining the reconnaissance force is undoubtedly a matter of reluctance, for those who have the ability, killing the enemy is the most intuitive credit, the more you kill, the more you get. On the battlefield, all enemies who run on two legs with weapons in hand are military merits.

"My lord, I hope to return to the Flame Legion."

Inside the station, Russell met the top commander of the area, Lawrence, a bald man in a black military uniform, who had given him permission to go to the Scouting Force in the first place.

"Tell me about it."

Lawrence, who looked rather fierce, was working, and he didn't even lift his head. He had an impression of Russell, who clumsily expressed his wishes to him at the beginning, thinking that he was a good boy who could move forward firmly towards his goal and was willing to pay for it, but now, he felt that he was looking at the wrong person.

A person who is in the twilight of his life will not succeed.

"Only by killing the enemy head-on can we earn more military merits, and there is no future in the reconnaissance unit."

Russell told the truth, he was not afraid to slap himself in the face, and this was his truest thought.

"Yes. You go to Team Seven. ”

Some of the words are like gold, which is characteristic of Lawrence, and those close to him will know that when he speaks like this, it means that he is very angry.

"Yes."

Russell gave a military salute and left directly after getting the order. He could sense that the other party was in a bad mood, but since he had achieved his goal, it didn't matter.

The purpose of life is not to make others like you.

Moments later, there was an angry roar and a crackling sound from the station.

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Inside the fortress is a city called Iron Wall City.

This is the only way to trade with the Kingdom of Sunderland, the business is developed and prosperous, because of the proximity to the Nottingham Forest, it is also a paradise for adventurers and mercenaries, the flow of people was originally huge, but now it has entered the wartime mode, a lot of normal work can not be carried out, the streets have become deserted, the situation of the big city has withered, those who can walk have gone, and those who can't have walked have also hid at home, there are no pedestrians anymore, only a few people dressed as adventurers rubbed shoulders with Russell.

They are all adventurers who have come voluntarily or after being drafted.

Not only the Federation, but also the countries of Grantis have a tradition of recruiting adventurers or mercenaries to fight together in times of war, this group of people is strong individually, can breathe new life into the army, is suitable for storming and decapitation operations, and is often reliable at critical moments.

Even Saddam, the founder of the Balaam Federation, was originally just an olive oil businessman, relying on the power of mercenaries to clear the obstacles and create the Federation.

In fact, Russell's mode of entering the army was not much different from theirs, and the general's call-up order was sent to Russell's Aslan Academy, in the form of an academy mission, which he accepted and then came here.

They are not part of the official establishment and have only received provisional military status for one battle.

"The Seventh Team... The town guards the second entrance in the northwest corner. ”

Russell faced the assignment, which indicated the area of responsibility of the seventh team, and he arrived unimpeded.

"I see, you just stay in our team."

On the ramparts, he met Ogur, the captain of the Seventh Team, who was about fifty years old, dressed in a traditional black mage robe and glasses, and more like a teacher in the academy, unlike Lawrence's fierce military style. After reading the appointment, he said:

"Our job is very simple, usually it is enough to continuously strengthen and repair the guardian enchantment at the second gate, and I will teach you later."

"You joined temporarily, it's too late to cooperate with the training now, when we need to go to the battlefield, you just need to cast a blessing spell at the end and protect yourself, I don't ask you to do more."

This arrangement takes good care of him, and Russell naturally will not have any objections, anyway, when the time comes, he will be able to act freely.

"You're still a student, aren't you?"

After explaining the work, Auge took the initiative to ask. As a fellow mage, Russell's youth gave him the interest to speak.

"Yes, I'm from Aslant Academy."

Russell replied.

"Oh, I know there."

After all, Aslant is a well-known institution in the Federation.

"A mage who is still a student rarely goes to battle, it's commendable, remember when I was your age, I didn't dare to do this."

The people who can learn spells and become mages are basically nobles, raised in greenhouses since childhood, and they can breathe when they walk a few steps, so how did they get on the battlefield?

Even if the pay is good, Russell is the only one in the entire Aslant Academy who has accepted the call-up and come here.

"When I was a teacher..."

Whether it was out of boredom, or because Russell's student status resonated, or simply to help Russell adapt as quickly as possible, Og said a lot.

First impressions matter.

Although it was only the first time they met, Russell could sense that he cared about him.