As Augustine said to Cillin, "No action shall be taken until the arrival of the Nineteenth Corps or the Thirty-second Corps." Now that the 32nd Corps is behind him, Xilin finally has an excuse to 'go alone' and go to find an old fritter in the eyes of everyone to reminisce about the past.

"Lord Augustin, do you think Lord Xilin will encounter any danger this time?" At the station of the 27th Corps, Dana and Augustin were chatting in Xilin's big tent, obviously, Dana was not at ease with Xilin's actions.

The torches outside the tent swayed gently with the breeze, reflecting into the tent, showing the shadows of the two swaying, the curtain was not lowered, Augustine looked outside the tent, the darkness in the distance, like a monster that swallowed people, people couldn't help but be afraid.

Augustin slowly put down the dry bread in his hand, picked up the kettle on the wooden table, took two bites of 'goo-dong, goo-dong', and then tried the corners of his mouth, "This guy Cillin will always be like this, no one can guess what he has in his head, but if it's dangerous, I don't think it will be." ”

"Huh?" Hearing Augustine's words, Dana looked up questioningly, obviously, he didn't understand what Augustine meant.

"Cillin is a big guy. Augustin finished and picked up the kettle again.

Dana frowned slightly, but didn't say anything more.

Augustine stood up, compared the kettle in his hand, and said, "Lord Dana, it seems that you need to spend the night in this tent today, well, the bread is good." ”

With that, Augustine walked out of the tent.

"Oh, by the way......" is about to come out of the big tent. Augustine suddenly turned around again. "Let Jeffrey and Ian be on guard tonight. We need to get a good night's sleep. ”

As Augustine went out, Dina turned his head to look at the map that was unfolded not far away, and then showed a thoughtful look, and after a while, Dina shouted outside the tent, "Someone!"

"Here!" immediately afterward, one of the guards bowed down and stood outside the tent.

"Go and call Jeffrey and Ian to come to my tent!" said Dana's voice with a hint of majesty.

The guards turned away, and Dana in the tent fell into thought again, and occasionally a gust of wind passed. The shadows of the torches danced violently.

The situation of the 27th Corps was dangerous, but it was safe.

After resting all night, Xilin and the others did not encounter anything unexpected, except for the news brought by the guard.

It was already dawn, and a dozen people simply ate something, and then as soon as they cleaned up, they set out on the road again.

Soon after departure, everyone found traces of the passing of the army on the grass, and it was late yesterday, and the sentinels sent did not find out specific information. At this time, Xilin's eyes were like an official road of the empire. Perhaps because so many people pass by, the grass that should be green has taken on the original color of the land.

"My lord, it seems that this should be the main force of the Droiana army. Yarlin leaned over to Xilin's side, his expression solemn.

More than a dozen people rolled over from their horses, and Xilin squatted down, then gently turned over the soil in front of him with his hands, twisted his fingers lightly, and then looked up in the direction of the extension of the 'official road'.

"Your Excellency?" said Arlin, bowing beside Sirin.

Xilin looked up at Yarlin, and then stood up again, "It's the war horse of the Empire, it seems that the cavalry of the Sixteenth Corps really ran into hard stubble." ”

Yarlin continued: "Look at this, at least nearly 10,000 people have passed by, and the war horses of the Sixteenth Corps have also arrived in the hands of the other party. ”

Hearing what Yarlin said, Xilin shook his head slightly, "No, this is Claude's First Banner Regiment, only the First Banner Regiment has such strength, but ......"

Cillin said, stopping for a moment.

"But what?" asked Arrin in a low voice, afraid of something might happen.

"The cavalry of the Claude Corps...... But if it's not in this team, where will Claude himself be? Xilin didn't seem to hear Yarlin's voice, and said to himself.

According to common sense, if the cavalry of Claude's regiment is with its first banner regiment, then Claude himself is also among them, in this way, with the opponent's marching route, it is only a matter of time before he touches the melon, but now it is a little difficult for Xilin to judge, if Claude is not in the first banner regiment, then the change will be a big deal.

The unknown is always a nuisance, and at this time, Sirin did not know that Claude's cavalry had been destroyed, but his worries were not unnecessary.

A dozen or so did not stop long, they must arrive at the headquarters of Reginaud today.

An hour later, Xilin and the others finally changed direction, and in the northeast, they needed to find a leader-Xunying.

Xilin knew that most of the various armies on this expedition relied on the communication of Xunying, and the 'high-IQ' creatures cultivated by the empire often became the heroes of a war, and this time would be no exception.

Having changed direction, they began to advance at a rapid pace, their horses galloping across the vast northern part of Ankashire toward a high ground.

"Look, my lord!" cried Arrin first.

Following the direction of Arrin's finger, high in the sky, a signal eagle seemed to hover among the clouds, but no matter how it flew, the signal eagle only swirled in midair.

"That's it ahead, Lord Reginod may have good news waiting for us, drive!" Cillin strained his legs, and the war horse under his crotch suddenly sped up again.

More than a dozen war horses stopped abruptly at the highest point of the highland, reflecting the bright sunlight, the hair of the war horses showed patches of oil, and a large army was resting at the bottom of the slope in the distance.

"My lord, have you noticed?" said Cillin, sitting casually on a chair beside him.

Reginord's big tent was many times better than Cilin's, and it was fully furnished, as Sillin had shown when he was in Dostol: Reginold was very good at enjoying life.

"You mean the cavalry of the Sixteenth Corps?" Reginod slowly paced to his seat, then turned and sat down, staring into Cilin's eyes.

As expected, in front of Reginord, there are some things that don't need to be said much.

"Don't hide it, my guards almost peed their pants in fright, hehe......" Xilin smiled slightly.

"Oh, is it?" said Reginord, with a surprised expression, "Looks like you need a stronger warrior, Sirin, Sirin, Doyle, am I right?"

Reginord's gaze never took off Sillin's body, and there was a faint relief in the depths of his eyes.

Hearing what Reginod said, the smile on the corner of Xilin's mouth gradually disappeared, replaced by a determined face, "My lord, Xilin needs the support of adults, you know the Sword of Glory Saint, and you must also know about things related to my father, I don't ask much, I just hope that adults can help me." ”

As Sirin spoke, the green tendons on his forehead flared up slightly, but Reginord was still the same as before.

"Cillin, do you know why I didn't say it?" Reginord's voice was a little low, "Those things, I'm just guessing, have been ...... for many years" Reginord seemed to have a secret in his heart, but he didn't say it. Taking a deep breath, "Cillin, haven't you noticed that I'm already 'terminally ill', cough cough ......" After speaking, Reginald coughed slightly.

Looking at Reginod in front of him, Sirin just nodded slightly.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Cillin came out of Reginord's tent, and with Yarlin, along with a dozen of his guards, he rushed towards the station of the First Banner Regiment of the Thirty-second Corps.

Soon after, a violent cough was heard from the Reginord tent.

Before the sun set, the news of the serious illness of the forward commander Reginaud had spread throughout the barracks.

Inside the tent, Reginaud was holding a Ferra (a fruit abundant in southern Osvia) in his left hand, and a silver flask in his right hand, and said indistinctly: "Sirin, go do it!" (to be continued......