Next. Osepia, the camp of the 3rd Brigade.

"Sir, these two imps were found in the jungle. "It was a terrible-looking man who spoke. The rough skin of the face is almost like the peel of an orange, the fleshy nose is as red as a colored candle, the eyes are large, and the essence of the pupils is powerful but restrained. The man standing in front of Jack with his back straightened was none other than Aaron's Master Chief Officer.

"Well, you go down. Jack waved his hand, his gaze just scanning quickly as Aaron and Atay came in, and then returning to a small wooden stick between his fingers.

That's right, the stick was the one that Aaron and the others had brought back last night. Early this morning, they took this "trophy" to their Master Chief and reported what had happened last night. Of course, it also includes the fact that those bastards beat themselves up for no reason.

This magical wooden stick in Aaron's eyes, Jack knew what it was at a glance. It's a sentry guard, a magic used by the dark elves for warning or surveillance.

"Dark Elf!" Jack felt a little uneasy in his heart, but his face was unwavering, and no one knew what was going on in his heart.

"My lord, could it be ......?"

"Hmm!" Jack didn't let the adjutant beside him continue, but gently placed the stick on the wooden table on his right, and began to look at the two teenagers in front of him.

Six eyes alike. While Jack was looking at the two, Aaron and Atai were also quietly looking at the captain in front of them. After looking at him, the two of them had a relatively clear impression of the knight master who had met for the second time: about thirty years old, he was very tall, and his physique was stronger and more burly than that of Atay, his thick blonde hair covered his forehead, and the thick eyebrows above his eyes were joined together. However, his eyes are not very flexible and lack expression. His rugged, well-defined face and strong body make people feel a very tough and resolute.

The last time they were in Salz, they couldn't really see it because of the distance, and now the two of them have a sense of admiration for the captain who recruited him here. Although I don't know what the true nature of this adult is, just rushing at his momentum for himself is worthy of awe.

The young Atay quickly caught Jack's attention, and a look of surprise swirled around him. Now the number of recruits in this gang is really much more than the original establishment, and it also makes Jack, who has never commanded a 30,000-strong army, anxious. It's okay now, the moment I saw Atai, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration. As long as you select a sturdy soldier like Atai from among the recruits to be the squad leader, then it will be much easier to manage.

When the two of them walked out of Chief Jack's tent, their expressions were surprisingly unanimous—high-spirited! That's right, the honorable chief made Atay a squad leader, and he could manage a dozen or so people under his hands. How could this excite these two poor people?

"Hey Aaron, you know what! If my father knew that I was the team leader, he would be very happy, haha!" said Atai.

"You're right. However, we are just getting started now, and we will definitely be able to be canonized as a baron-to-be in the future!" Alun was also in a good mood, and he couldn't help but feel more confident in his new goal.

"Hmm!

"Let's go!"

The discovery of the sentry guard prompted Jack to quickly conclude that the Slovenians must have colluded with the Black Elves, a mysterious race in the underground caverns or deep in the forest. Although the sentry guard is only a low-level magic, even the Slovenians who are proficient in black magic are generally difficult to release such low-level but practical magic because they do not have the special constitution of elves.

This evil fallen elf not only inherits some of the abilities of the forest elves, but also has many special mysterious powers due to the influence of the living environment. If the dark elves collude with the Slovenians, they may have a plan for their own country, which is what Jack, who has killed countless people, is worried about.

Soon, this urgent information was reported by the communications staff to the desk in front of Master Paul at Oak Castle. The problem was obvious, but the news back to Jack left him puzzled and worried.

For no other reason, the Duke gave him the order to stay where he was, and continue to supervise and train the recruits who had just been drafted. According to the duke's idea, the elite "Oak Legion", which he had high hopes for, had already sent two brigades with a total of more than 20,000 people to the front line of the Iron and Blood Battle Fort for reinforcements. Add to that the Empire's legionary garrison in its own province, and it should be able to withstand the onslaught of the Slovenes for a month or two. Although this period of time is not long, it is enough for him to improve the combat effectiveness of these recruits a little. The most important thing is that even if the Silver Fox Legion sent by the Empire is delayed on the way, it is enough to support itself until the arrival of the army.

The remnant sun that was about to fall into the horizon, the red halo in the sky had faded to a pale red. The sky turned from a pale blue to a lake green like a duck's egg, and a quiet twilight crept around the camp from all directions.

Jack, the supreme commander of the garrison, was standing on a dirt slope covered with verdant pines and cypresses in front of the garrison and laughed: "Haha, I really can't imagine that I will also have the size of the legion in charge one day. ”

"Congratulations, sir. Your Excellency, you are so right, I'm afraid that Lord Crowwell of the Oak Legion is now inferior to you. The adjutant on the side looked at the wooden houses and tents that stretched out in front of the dirt slope, and he couldn't help but be in high spirits for a while.

"Well, but that being said. But this combat effectiveness is not optimistic. If these recruits have the strength of a junior warrior, even if it is a second level, I am afraid that my own brigade will be able to resist the Slovenians who are attacking this time!" Jack touched his well-defined cheeks, and his expression looked a little wistful.

However, his beautiful vision was soon brutally shattered by a group of uninvited guests. Suddenly, from the west side of the calm and lively camp, there was a roar from far and near.

"My lord, there is an enemy!" At the same time, a soldier with a helmet reinforced with iron bars on his head flew in at a rapid pace.

"Hmph, that's exactly what I expected!" a hint of coldness flashed in Jack's eyes, and there was a murderous aura between his teeth.

Dozens of black shadows the size of sesame seeds appeared in the western sky, and below the black shadows were dozens of huge shadows rushing at high speed.

"Sir, that's the Slovenian ghost. "The lieutenants who followed Jack and fought countless battles with the Slovenians were instantly recognizable.

The Shadow Phantom is a mid-to-high-rank undead flying creature, and the Slovenians who have mastered the power of darkness are among the few who can make soul contracts with these evil creatures.

"I can't imagine that these bastards can actually dispatch dozens of shadow ghosts at once. Quick, immediately gather the soldiers and prepare for battle. Jack's gaze was fixed on the dozens of rapidly approaching black dots in the distant sky, and he hated.

The enemy attack overwhelmed the recruits, and for a time the soldiers were in chaos. Soon, however, the soldiers of the 3rd Brigade were quickly assembled amid the whistles and shouts of officers at all levels, and formed a defensive formation. Swordsmen and knights were placed in the center and on the sides, respectively, and the wooden huts and the caravan that was usually used to carry the baggage were also used by the lieutenants as defensive barriers. At the same time, cavalry was also sent to the nearest camps to warn for help. It can be seen that the adjutant's combat experience is still not low. As for Aaron, the recruits, who had not even been able to wield their weapons, were placed behind the defensive phalanx.

At this moment, the size of his own brigade has swelled dramatically in a short period of time, although the combat effectiveness has not increased much, but the extra tens of thousands of people have made Jack a lot more confident after all. As long as you command properly, the casualties of the soldiers should not be too large.

The rumbling sound of horses' hooves and the extremely sharp roar of the shadow from time to time made the Aragonian look on high alert. Especially the recruits like Aaron, the beads of sweat and the slightly trembling torso all tell Jack that the situation is not as rosy as he imagined.

As the shadows receded, the Aragones finally saw the intruders lurking within. Bursts of roars and a sense of oppression like a landslide kept hitting the souls of those who had not yet been baptized by war. In the midst of this formidable momentum, even the most strong-willed recruits could not help but turn pale and tremble.

"Swordsmen stabilize the formation, the priests begin!" As the camp commander Jack gave an order, a solemn chant sounded, as if with some mysterious power that calmed Aaron's trembling hearts. In its place is courage without fear and inexhaustible strength. "This is the song of the brave!" said Atai, who had heard his father talk about the march, whispered in Aaron's ear.

Alan nodded, and tightened the big sword in his hand, which had just been in his hands for a few days, and it seemed to be much lighter than just now. Maybe it's the reason why Atai said the song of the brave.

Immediately, he quietly glanced back at the dozens of mysterious people behind him wearing fiery red robes and red and blue robes, and muttered to himself, "Those ...... It's a powerful priest!" Thinking of this, Aaron had a little more confidence in this battle. With so many legendary and powerful warlock mages behind him, the battle should not be lost.

Gradually, the entire defensive phalanx changed in the midst of the priest's chanting, which made the recruits stammer: they saw a ring of constantly changing shades of orange-red qi circulating on the bodies of everyone in the phalanx. Aaron was stunned, and Atai was excited...... Eventually, every soldier became fearless, and at the command of the commander, they would not be afraid to rush through the enemies in front of them, who were much stronger than themselves.