In the camp of the third battalion, the three of Sillin were walking side by side in the camp, and the order to set off had just been given, and now the cavalry attendants were putting away the tents that had just been erected, and they did not complain, for they felt honored even as a subordinate of the twenty-seventh cavalry regiment.

The cavalrymen were looking at their horses, and although they didn't know why they were setting off now, they also smelled something unusual.

"Xilin, do you know the general's intentions?" Augustine said as he looked at Xilin.

Xilin was observing the situation around him, and now the sky had darkened a little, and the busy soldiers in the distance were only blurred into black shadows.

"The general's intentions are never guessed. Cillin turned his head to look at Augustine, then continued, "Something has seemed wrong with the General since the last time I left, but I really don't know what to say. ”

"Nonsense!"

Augustine glanced at Cillin and squeezed out two words from his mouth, obviously, this was not the answer he wanted.

"Let's go, now is not the time to think about this, the general must have his idea when we ask us to do this," Xilin said as he walked, "Although we have a lot of autonomy, I don't think it's a good thing that we often disobey military orders." ”

"Well, hopefully we won't have any surprises, like ......" Augustine glanced at Cilin.

"Like meeting a few cute orcs. Benson took over the conversation and glared at Augustine, who was a silent man, and Augustin's words seemed to him to be noisy.

"Aha......" Augustine heard Benson's words, turned to face Benson, arms outstretched, "Brother Benson, I find that I am a little in love with you." ”

As soon as Augustin's words fell, a soldier in front of him hurriedly greeted him, kneeling on one knee in front of the three people, "Report to your lordship, all three battalions have been assembled, waiting for your lordship's order!"

"Okay, you go first!" said Cillin, and the soldier bowed back.

"Let's go, the last time I went all the way with Jesse, it was not without danger, this time it depends on our luck!"

"Follow your lord!" Augustin and Benson bowed.

"Let's go!" As he spoke, Xilin grabbed the hands of the two of them left and right, and walked towards the front of the third battalion.

The three of them sat on their horses and looked at the more than five hundred imperial soldiers behind them, and the resolute faces seemed to be the best badge of this empire!

"Let's go!"

With a simple order, Sirin took the lead and galloped out, followed by Augustin and Benson, without the slow rhythm of the march of the army, as soon as a storm was like a storm, more than five hundred soldiers, galloping across the slopes in front of them.

"Cillin, let's ......" Augustine gasped, "Are we in too much of a hurry, after all, the general didn't let us go full speed." ”

By this time, their speed had gradually slowed down, but they were still running, and Augustine was so tired that he was panting.

"I'm not in a hurry, I'm worried that we're slow. Xilin said as he slowed down slightly, and looked back at the soldiers behind him, most of them were also exhausted.

Despite the most rigorous training and countless wars, they are still human beings, not iron ones.

"Ten miles ahead, rest!" Xilin turned his head to a herald and said, naturally, after Xilin finished speaking, the man spread the news to the whole battalion, and without commanding, the scout rushed to the front to explore the way.

On a meadow, the withered weeds were just enough to pave the way, and more than 500 soldiers and more than 1,000 war horses were forming a semicircle, each taking out food and water, silently replenishing their bodies.

They hadn't lit the fire, their experience had taught them how to live longer, and in the darkness of the night, the whole team was facing a demon, a demon with a bloody mouth wide open.

After resting for about a quarter of an hour, and carefully clearing the traces of their stopover, they set out again, and each of them changed horses, for this would allow them to gain more speed.

This windy team galloped across the plains and highlands, and spent three days and three nights on the Great Odorian Plain, they did not rest too much, but replenished their energy regularly, avoided the villages and towns, and headed straight for the fortress of Kulen.

Finally, in the early morning of the fourth day of departure, it was not yet dawn, but they saw the gateway to the empire, the fortress of Kulen, through the dawn of the early morning.

The morning mist was thick, the sun's rays did not seem to shine on the place, and the looming majestic figure of the Cullen Fortress seemed a little illusory, and the hazy Imperial Eagle Banner fluttered on the top of the fortress's tower.

Looking at the people who were slightly relieved, Xilin's face was also a little tired.

Along the way, none of them had a good rest, whether it was a man or a horse, their bodies were already overdrawn to the extreme, but no one in the whole team complained.

However, fortunately, they did not complain.

On the afternoon of the second day after Xilin's departure, another team appeared in the place where the three battalions passed, and if Xilin's team was a whirlwind, then the small team behind them was a gloomy wind.

A team of more than a dozen people had been closely following Xilin's footsteps, and by the time Xilin and them reached the Kulen Fortress, this team was less than half a day's journey away from them.

Fortunately, Xilin and they did not have any accidents, according to the regulations, the three of them first went to the staff headquarters of the Northeast Army of the Empire, and then returned to the post house in Bina, of course, the normally dispatched army also lived in the special dispatch office, that is, a super-large military camp.

Cillin is only a battalion officer, and should also be treated as such.

After lunch, Xilin was about to go to the staff headquarters again to ask about the 27th Cavalry Regiment, and the general asked him to come here, and it was impossible not to explain.

But before he could put down the dishes and chopsticks, there was a messenger outside the door that someone outside wanted to see Lord Xilin.

Cillin was stunned, looked at Augustin and Benson in front of him, both of them nodded, he simply tidied up his clothes, rinsed his mouth with water, and then got up and went out.

The person who came was dressed in a military uniform, and although his figure was not tall, he was also heroic.

"You may be seated. ”

The two walked into a side hall, and Cillin made a gesture of invitation.

"Your Excellency, you must already know what I'm here for, right?" said the visitor.

Xilin smiled slightly, took the tea served by the post officer, and shook the foam on the surface of the tea slightly, but he didn't put the bowl to his mouth immediately.

"What Your Excellency said, I really don't know below!" Xilin glanced at the person again and said.

"Hehe...... the man didn't care, "Lord Xilin, my name is Valker." ”

Hear this. Cillin frowned, as if he had thought of something.

Seeing Silin's appearance, Valk didn't make a sound, just took out a letter from his arms, got up and handed it to Silin.

"This is for the general," paused slightly, "by the way, I have a brother named Walter." ”

Cillin raised his eyebrows, and opened the letterhead seriously.

"It's the general's handwriting......" Xilin said softly, after a moment.

"This is!" Xilin looked at the letterhead in his hand in a daze, stunned on the spot.