Just as Alan resisted the urge in his heart and was about to leave quickly, a Harpy scout landed next to him, carefully identified the family badge on his chest, and said respectfully: "Your Excellency Prince Disai, Mu Shuai asked you to check the baggage troops, those lowly Pig warriors can't control their mouths at all, Mu Shuai is afraid that their excessive abuse of materials will affect his plan." ”

"Hmm!" Alan pretended to nod, but he didn't know what the other party was forcing there.

But he still heard Mu Shuai's two words!

When Allen heard this name, his heart almost skipped a beat, not because of anything else, or because this name is so legendary, basically reaching the point where the captains of the major legions in the Terran territory are all treasured by military enthusiasts.

As a top nobleman, Alan no longer knows how to learn, and he also has a more or less understanding of the famous generals on the continent of St. Cassis, after all, his father is a rough man who leads soldiers.

However, Mu Shuai is not the same as his father, and it is not at the same level at all.

Mu Shuai's full name is Mourinho, in addition to this name, he has many titles like Allen, such as the first general of Beamon, the uncrowned king of the nobility, the elegant god of death, the pride of Beamon, the most resolute man under the stars, etc., anyway, unlike Allen, they are all derogatory, all of them are praises and praises.

Alan doesn't care about other titles, but only the nickname of the most resolute man under the stars, Alan covets it very much, and it is best to become the most durable man under the stars。。。。。。

Mu Shuai was born in an extremely rare swan family, and he is also the patriarch of the contemporary Beamon swan family, as a handsome man of the swan family, he can really be regarded as the uncrowned king of the nobility.

When Alan was a child, Claire, the cheap daddy, lamented that if you talk about the command and rhythm control of the war, only Mu Shuai of Beamon can turn war into an art.

Even Claire, who has fought countless battles, has such feelings, and it is conceivable that Mu Shuai is not the first player in Beamon.

Claire has served two people in her life, one is Mu Shuai, and the other is his son Allen, known as the head of the four great little kings of the Rock Kingdom.

In addition to his unparalleled ability to command war, Mu Shuai is also a priest, and one of the twelve chief priests, and in terms of strength level, he is definitely the first three or even the first person.

You must know that the hierarchy of Beamon's sacrifice is the same as that of magicians, and the requirements for strength are extremely strict.

From the lowest level of sacrificial apprentices to war sacrifices, glory sacrifices, great shaman sacrifices, and finally the greatest leader of religion, the red high priest.

The standard of the twelve main priests is that the strength must reach the great shaman sacrifice, but the great shaman priest does not belong to the leadership of the red-clothed high priest, and completely represents the people's sacrificial power and allegiance to the beast emperor, and is not subject to the jurisdiction of the red-clothed high priest and religion.

And what Allen cares about the most is that Mu Shuai is also very handsome, it is said that he has blonde hair as dazzling as the scorching sun, facial features carved by the gods himself, extremely elegant manners and supreme mind.

This guy is simply a copy of Conslet, also born in religious forces, equally famous at a young age, equally famous in the country, the same elemental user, equally handsome mess, and the same dream lover of thousands of girl idols among middle-aged and elderly women.

It's just a pity that the handsome old man later became a traitor and the most wanted man, and he didn't even have an apprentice, an old bachelor.

And Mu Shuai is the hero and first commander of the entire Beamon, and it is estimated that there are more disciples and grandchildren than Conslett has ever seen.

Alan shook his head secretly, if it weren't for his own master, he really wanted to meet this Beamon number one handsome, mainly to see how handsome the other party was。。。。。

The Harpy saluted Eren again and then hurriedly lifted into the air.

After seeing the Harpy take off and leave, Alan couldn't help but be a little envious, in addition to the Dwarf Griffin Team that acted as a bomber, the Bloodhoof Tribe really didn't have the air force to take a shot, and once the Griffins met Beamon's Harpy, they didn't have the power to parry at all, whether in terms of flight height or speed, the difference between the two was not a little bit at all, in the air battle, whoever occupies a higher height will have the advantage and initiative, if the griffins are domestic bread, then the Griffin is BYD, although they are quite cheap, But the latter is definitely faster and more crash-resistant than the loaf.

Looking at the huge stele again, Alan resisted the inexplicable impulse in his heart and left with his back to the stele, grabbed a miscellaneous soldier and took out the position of the baggage troops, and then swayed all the way to the location of the baggage again.

After passing through the barracks of the Pigmen warriors, Alan finally saw the baggage of Beamon's army.

Hundreds of improvised wooden carts were parked in a haphazard manner, piled with dry food that emitted a foul smell, and hundreds of buckets of drinking water with various small insects floating in circles around them.

In addition to food and water, nearly a hundred wounded soldiers were lying not far from the baggage to rest, it seemed that they should have been injured by the temple paladins, these unlucky guys were not treated by the wounded soldiers at all, the injuries were relatively light, they were hastily bandaged, and it seemed that they were all bandaged by themselves, the blood on the wounds did not stop at all, the infection was only a matter of time or time, and the wounded soldiers seemed to have been used to numbness, looking at the sky with blank eyes.

Most of the seriously injured were wolf cavalry and kobold warriors, and when they looked at it, they almost either broke their arms and legs or had a long wound on their bodies that was bleeding profusely, and some of them were terrifying.

The seriously wounded did not receive timely care and treatment, and sat by the tent as if they had resigned themselves to their fate, and when they saw Alan coming, they lay on the ground again with blank eyes and a very perfunctory salute.

At this time, for them, maybe they will leave this world in the next second, and if they have time to salute the nobles, it is better to see more of the scenery on this desolate land.

Alan felt that if he had the opportunity, he should lead the group of big-bellied men in the camp to visit, and see that the warriors of the Orcs were not afraid of death and hardship, and they were not afraid of death and hardship, eating moldy dry food, drinking dirty water with insects, and working hard, and then looking at the guys in the tribe, who ate more than anyone else, and were afraid of hardship and tiredness in training, and were lazy if they could, and they were not as diligent as the new giants.

Kicking into a poke of dirty water, Alan pretended to shout: "Give me some eyes, who dares to steal food, be careful that I peel his skin." ”

Seeing that all the wounded around him were looking at him blankly, Alan nodded with satisfaction.

He wanted to kick all the buckets over, anyway, the southern diocese is close to the Great Wilderness, the weather is unusually dry, and when the time comes, he will die of thirst for these bastards, but it is only for thinking about it, not to mention that he is pretending to be a lion and tiger nobleman, even if he pretends to be the Beamon Beast Emperor, it is estimated that he will not be able to cut off all the water sources, let alone other warriors, and the wounded in front of him can be chopped up for him.

It was almost confirmed that all the baggage of the entire Beamon army should be here, and after carefully calculating the comparison of their numbers, Alan finally understood what Mu Shuai was fighting in the mouth of the eagle just now---- captured the Holy Light Castle, captured Dina, burned and looted the light, and quickly retreated through the remote teleportation device.

For the Beamon orcs, Alan knows a lot from books, the multi-racial composition of the Beamon Legion is not the same as the Terran Legion, each race has a nobleman of its own race into the Elders' House, and the House of Elders controls almost all the racial armies of the Beamon Orcs, the Beamon Beast Emperor wants to mobilize the army, no matter which race, he must first convince the elders, and then the elders will mobilize the warriors of his own race.

This administrative model is not good or bad, but Allen believes that the biggest drawback is the problem of baggage, and those who charge to the front line are often poor ghosts, that is, the kind of poor ghosts who can't eat at home except for joining the army.

Once you join the army, the Beamon Military Department and Shangguan will not pay you a military salary, only take care of the food, and your weapons, armor, war horses, mounts and other things are all up to you to figure out how to get them.

And it can be seen from this attack on the southern diocese that the strategic intention of the Beamon army is very simple, after traveling lightly, they will pile up with human lives, and the surviving warriors will grab things.

However, the so-called Mu Shuai is still a bit willful, and he knows to let the most powerful Lion and Tiger Praetorian Guards participate in the battle.

Alan looked at the materials that were obviously not enough for the Beamon orc army to eat again, and suddenly had a bold idea, if the Holy Light Castle could support it for a while, even if he couldn't hold on, he would have to clear the field before the Holy Light Castle fell, and then he destroyed these materials in front of him, then the only choice left for the Beamon army was to retreat,

It's not that Alan is intent on helping the Southern Diocese, but if the Beamon orc army captures the Holy Light Castle, any passerby A and passerby B will know that Dina is now staying in the Bloodhoof camp, and once the orc army gets the supplies, the next stop will definitely be the Great Wasteland.

Alan suddenly became a little angry, if he was a genuine elemental user, it would be fine, just put any magic to ruin the baggage or harass the rear of the legion, but unfortunately although he now has the ancient elemental magic in his body, and the spiritual power has also reached the level of a magister, it is a pity that these are useless, because he can't release a single magic.

Allen, who was just about to leave, found a very arrogant figure walking over, this guy was also wearing a set of full-body armor of the Lion and Tiger Praetorian Guard, and when he walked, he wanted to put his nostrils at everyone, and when he passed by a group of wounded soldiers, he fanned his nose with his hand and showed great disgust, this guy walked sideways to Allen's side with eight steps.

"Boss! It's me, Rooney. ”

"Holy!" Alan was startled and hurriedly pulled Rooney into a corner where no one was around.

After removing the visor, Rooney, who had transformed into a werewolf, smiled at Alan.

"Why are you here? Where did you get the armor? Didn't I tell you to inform the border army of the Locke Kingdom and the Duchy of Lotral? Alan was surprised to find that Rooney, who had transformed into a werewolf, seemed to be much larger than his usual werewolf form, this guy could basically be more than three meters tall after becoming a bear man, and the werewolf was more than two meters, and at this time, this old druid was wearing the whole body of the Praetorian Guard lion clan, and he couldn't see any loopholes.

Rooney smiled and said: "Becoming a grizzly bear and not being able to wear it, becoming a werewolf and being short, it is still the idea given by little Zack, and it is just right to put a few layers of animal skins under your feet." ”

"Little Zach? Did you find little Zach? ”

Rooney saw Allen's relieved look, and what had just happened was revealed.