In the September border clashes, Bohemia suffered a major loss, and the Tarak Frontier Regiment, which had recklessly advanced into the mountains of Monria, was dealt a devastating blow. No one expected that the enemy would set up an ambush in the jungle, as if he had known about the actions of the Bohemian side from the beginning.

Anyone who could return to Bohemia didn't want to wonder how they had survived in the murderous jungle. If it weren't for the desperate protection of the Guards Battalion, I'm afraid that even Captain Ronio would have been captured by the soldiers of the Kingdom of Bavaria.

Although the old general had escaped, his nephew had lost contact with him in the panic of the retreat. It's been more than a month now, and Ronio is anxious to see that the hope of finding his nephew is getting slimmer.

In the days when the 2nd Tarak Frontier Regiment was formed, the angry Ronio spent most of his time every day tossing the recruits who had just enlisted. After the lessons of the previous time, he realized some of the shortcomings of the border regiment in dealing with the war. Many people are physically unable to cope with the rhythm of war, and there are many deficiencies in many aspects.

On the training ground, all the recruits of the border regiment are conducting various trainings under the leadership of veterans. Although every recruit tried to learn everything that the veterans who had just come down from the battlefield taught, everyone had no bottom in their hearts. Do these monotonous repetitive trainings really work?

Ronio also saw the doubts on the newcomer's face, but he still stuck to his original intention and refused to relax his harsh requirements. If we don't be stricter now, then it will be these unprepared recruits who will suffer in the future.

You must know that what is going on right now is a war between countries. Instead of the usual bandits or goblin tribes cleaning up the forest. Dealing with those stupid goblins doesn't require any combat skills at all. Ordinary adults can shoot ten at a time when they pick up a weapon, and they can dig a trap in the woods to trap these idiots.

But this time is different. Bohemia, completely devoid of war consciousness, was completely blinded. The elusive attack in the Monria Mountains cost the lives of two-thirds of the Frontier Guards, and the entire Frontier Regiment was largely dispersed. After losing a large number of cadres, Ronio had to promote some of the smarter-looking recruits to some important positions.

Why not use veterans? Ronio was furious when he talked about it. These damn soldiers turned and fled at the first moment of attack, and they were so fast that even their own generals could chase after them. A large number of abandoned armor and weapons caused a second disaster, making the retreating formation fragmented, unable to withstand the pursuit of Bavaria.

Speaking of which, Ronio can't remember what happened after the collapse at the touch of a button

It's all old fritters. The soldiers who are already lazy on weekdays have rotten execution to death. If they are made the backbone of the Second Frontier Regiment, it will inevitably spread the previous laziness like a plague in the Frontier Regiment. Once the morale of the entire corps becomes terminally ill, there is still the possibility of a large number of wartime escapes.

Ronio is absolutely not allowed to continue to hold important positions in the border regiment. So he quickly promoted some seedlings that looked good.

Because of his excellent combat skills and some of the mage skills that Roneo found dazzling, Naxi stood out as the captain of the second team of the Guards Battalion. Everyone is a new soldier, and of course they don't have much interest in Naxi, who is also a new soldier. On many public occasions, some wanted to embarrass Naxi.

In the face of provocation. Naxi showed no mercy. After teaching a few thorns, he became the undisputed boss of the team.

Although his men were already obedient, Naxi was not satisfied. He proposed several times to Ronio to gather the few magicians in the Second Frontier Regiment to form an efficient team of mages, so as to unleash the greatest role of magicians in the Frontier Regiment.

However, this suggestion was rejected by Ronio, and in the eyes of the Legion Commander, the so-called magicians are a bunch of slick tongues, liars who can fool others everywhere with some blindfolding. There is no need for the border guard regiment to provide such a generous treatment to this liar.

Naturally, Naxi could not convince the stubborn old legionnaire, and after several ineffective suggestions. He abandoned the project.

The old man sitting on the edge of the training ground sighed constantly, and now he was anxious, not only worried about his nephew, whose fate was uncertain, but also worried about his own fate. Ronio heard many rumors that Misrid II, after listening to the slander of many people, planned to punish himself in order to calm the public sentiment that was constantly surging due to the leakage of the war.

As a leader, of course, Ronio only needs to take on some responsibility, but he still hopes that His Majesty will give him another chance. Moreover, the last time he was ambushed by the Bavarians looked very strange, and Ronio and many others believed that someone deliberately disclosed the information of the border regiment to the enemy, which caused the fiasco.

But Misrid II would not have considered this, and His Majesty had always been very casual in everything but eating, drinking, and being merry. Even if someone hinted to him that there was an inside story in the September border conflict, he would not want to deal with it because he was troublesome.

The old legionnaire had his eyes fixed on the empty barracks gate. This is already the fourth group of messengers sent to the palace, and if they can't bring back any news from any of the kings, then they can really deal with the aftermath.

Suddenly the sound of horses' hooves woke Captain Ronio, who was already drowsy against the trunk of a tree, and he rubbed his hazy eyes and looked up to see that the messenger was returning with a carriage behind him.

After witnessing everything in front of him, Ronio trembled and almost fainted.

"What should come will come!" the old man staggered to his feet, intending to face the final judgment.

When the door opened, Captain Ronio found that it was not the king's herald, but an old man with the same white beard. The thin body formed a strong contrast with Ronio's burliness, as if a gust of wind could blow the person in front of him down. The old man held the black cane tightly, and the inconvenience of his right leg made him unable to leave it.

The man was none other than the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Bohemia, Wei Nathan, who was five years younger than the Legion Commander, and had always maintained a good friendship with Roneo.

"How...... Why are you here, Wei Nason?" Ronio was very surprised when he saw his acquaintance, and he had the impression that the prime minister of the palace should be very busy, how could he have time to come to the Tarlac barracks.

"I happened to bump into your messenger in the palace," said Wei Naxon, and after asking His Majesty the King, he followed. ”

"Then what does Your Majesty plan to do with me? More than a month has passed since the rout on the front line, and Ronio still can't let go of his tight heart.

"Ah, you can rest assured that since Your Majesty can let you reorganize the Second Tarak Frontier Regiment, it means that Your Majesty still trusts you. Wei Naxon said slowly, "Let's get back to business." I came to visit you on purpose, mainly to find out how your Takla Frontier Regiment No. 2 has been formed?"

"How's it going? It's pretty much the same as it used to be. Speaking of which, Ronio has no bottom in his psychology. You must know that in the past, the border guards were all about killing noisy goblins and wolves, or bandits that had gathered. No training is required at all, as long as the men under him can follow orders. And this time Ronio didn't know how much he needed to train in order for his men to adapt to the rhythm of war.

For the first time, a human state was used as an adversary, something that had not happened in hundreds of years. Even though Ronio is a veteran, he has no experience against an equal enemy.

"Time waits for no one!" said the court prime minister slowly, "Your Majesty may recruit you into the palace in the near future and ask when you can leave again." ”

"Why is it so fast to set off again?" said Ronio, "I thought I would have to wait another month before I could go, why did Your Majesty have such an idea?"

"You also know that we are a small country, and at the moment, apart from your border defense regiment, only the Kingdom Maple Leaf Knights are the main military force. The Knights of the Maple Leaf of the Kingdom are tasked with defending Prague, and your Frontier Regiment is the only military force we can deploy. So the task of retaking the mountains of Monria falls on you. Wei Naxon said, which made the already depressed old man even more emaciated.

After hesitating for a while, he told his close friend very unpleasant news: "The day before yesterday, when I had just left Prague, His Majesty had borrowed money from the merchants of the Hanseatic League. ”

"How can this be, we already owe a lot of money to the Hanseatic profiteers!" Although as a soldier, Ronio didn't have to worry about it. But he was very concerned about the fact that Misrid II continued to borrow money from the Hanseatic League, and he knew very well that it would be profitable in the end. Everyone knows that these profiteers have never been careful, and no one knows what they want to gain from Bohemia.

The greed of a merchant can never be satisfied.

"There's no way around it, and you know that we're already bankrupt in Bohemia. "So, the fate of Bohemia now rests on the gold mines of the Monria mountains." This time I have also come to convey His Majesty's will, so that you can be prepared to come up with a practical plan for attacking Bavaria, which is the first priority entrusted by Your Majesty. ”

Seeing Wei Nason's sad face, Ronio suddenly felt that the burden on his body was not light.

"Well, my old friend, I can only do my best. (To be continued......)

PS: Shortly after getting off work, I took a shower. I really don't understand why our boss likes to work overtime so much, and he has to work until the early hours of the morning on Saturdays.