The Silver Moon Elf warriors in the logistics regiment have to get up early every day to hurry, and they will camp at sunset, and the food is very simple every day, in addition to the elf biscuits they carry with them, they will also collect wild fruits in the woodland many times, and everyone will sit under the tree at night to play the piano and sing.

The Silver Moon Elves know life very well, and even when they are marching, they are used to a cup of lemon tea every morning.

Roy lived with the logistics group, and he was also very good at setting up tents, mowing grass and feeding horses, going to berry bushes to pick berries, and occasionally getting up early to make a pot of lemon tea for everyone to drink.

At first, the Silver Moon Elf warriors were still wary of this new half-elf, and their eyes and words were very unfamiliar.

But after a week of contact, everyone found that this half-elf boy is a diligent and intelligent child, and often helps everyone to do what they can.

Elven warriors and Roy grew acquainted and would often sit together and chat.

"Roy, have you been living in Castletown?"

A Silver Moon Elf warrior asked Roy curiously.

"Hmm." Roy was nibbling on breadfruit, which he preferred to have a strong feeling of satiety over the dry, tasteless elf cookies.

Another elven warrior said, "He still attends the elven academy, and if it weren't for the war on the Pagisto Plateau, he would have sat in a clean and bright classroom and listened to the teachers." ”

The elven warrior has always fed the horses with Roy in recent days and knows a lot about Roy.

A female warrior of the Silver Moon Elves came over with an unknown wild fruit, sat down on a rock, and asked Roy with a smile:

"Roy, I heard you've been to the Pagisto Plateau?"

"Hmmm......"

The elven warriors of the logistics regiment sometimes took good care of Roy, and his tent was almost always in the camp, and he had never been on duty overnight for so many days.

Every time food and other supplies were distributed, there was never a shortage of his share.

Every night, the elves would play some soothing music, and then the other elves would sit under the tree and hum the beautiful songs.

Every Silver Moon Elf has an extraordinary musical talent, and at least they can hum songs well.

Roy would also sit under the tree with everyone at this time, and everyone sang together, and Roy thought that this might also be a way to enhance the relationship.

Each of the elven warriors of the logistics regiment was very good at combat, and they did a more meticulous reconnaissance work around the camp, and generally followed the path taken by the cavalry vanguard regiment that walked in front, and moved slowly.

With the elven dragon disappearing from the Elven Continent, the Silver Pegasus Legion has become the most powerful flying army in the Elven Continent.

Although most of the cavalry vanguard regiment was ground cavalry troops, it was also accompanied by two teams of silver Pegasus warriors.

When marching, the main task of these silver Pegasus warriors was to reconnoiter the enemy, so the path chosen by the cavalry vanguard regiment was basically optimal.

The logistics regiment followed behind the cavalry vanguard regiment, and the security problem was greatly guaranteed.

However, this situation took a turn for the worse as we approached the Pagisto Plateau......

After entering the hilly and mountainous terrain, the path chosen by the logistics regiment became less easy to follow.

In particular, the logistics regiment consisted of a huge convoy of forty wagons, and in such hilly terrain it was necessary to constantly go uphill and downhill, and if you detoured from the side of some hills, you had to walk a long way up the mountain, and sometimes the valleys would encounter swamps and cliffs, and the road would become even more difficult.

The Cavalry Vanguard Regiment is an elite cavalry unit that is highly mobile.

The mountains that horses can climb over, and sometimes these wagons are impassable.

Many times, the wooden wheels of the carriage get stuck in the mud, which can cause congestion on the mountain roads, which happens every moment of the day.

The emergency support team of the logistics regiment has been so busy these days that it has not been able to stop, not only has it been like a mud monkey all over its body, but it has not even had a little time to rest.

There are distress signals everywhere and there will always be horses hurt.

These hilly mountain roads are difficult to walk, and when encountering an uphill slope, it is often a group of people who push the carts together and push the carriages to the top of the slope one by one.

You have to be more careful when going downhill, when you go uphill, you can't pull it at most, but when you go downhill, it's different, once the horse in front can't hold it down, the heavily loaded carriage will rush down with the horses, and the whole carriage will be destroyed, and those horses will be injured.

Although the elves carried some magic herbs, it was difficult for the injured horses to heal quickly, which would make it impossible for the carriage to move forward, and the best way was to transfer the supplies to other carriages, and then abandon the damaged carriage to the side of the road, and take the injured horses with them.

Although horses continued to be replenished in the future, the logistics regiment was still moving slower and slower in this hilly and mountainous area.

In the past few days, Roy has been pushing carts with the elven warriors of the logistics regiment, and his little peony horse has also been requisitioned to pull supplies, and the logistics regiment has lost more than a dozen war horses, but the application for war horses submitted by the head of Berkeley has never been approved.

Roy dragged his tired body into the tent, not even wanting to take off the magic pattern on his body, and fell asleep with a blanket wrapped in it.

I haven't heard the singing for a few nights.

In the middle of the night, Roy woke up from his sleep suddenly, and the sound of 'crackling' pouring beans came into his ears, Roy hurriedly stretched out his hand outside the tent, and the cold rain immediately hit his palm, Roy quickly got up from the tent.

It was raining outside, so he rushed into the rain in his demonic costume and found the little peony horse tethered to a big tree in the dark, and Roy put a rain cloak on the little peony horse.

The rain was very cold, and Roy was worried that the pony would get sick from the rain, so he put a rain cloak on it.

Many of the Silver Moon Elves in the camp braved the rain to get up and cover the wagon cargo box with tarpaulin.

It was too dark and it was raining to light the torches, and there were only a few gas lamps hanging in the camp, so the light could not travel far.

Roy ran to a wagon to help, and worked with the elven warriors to cover up the supplies.

When these things were done, it was about to dawn, but the rain did not lighten.

The commander of the Berkeley regiment could only give a notice, and the logistics regiment waited for the rain to clear before setting off.

The elven warriors had to sit in their tents to shelter from the rain, which did not stop until noon.

The hills and mountains were filled with the scent of earth and plants after the rain, and Roy walked into the tent and found that the grass and trees were covered with rain, and that a light rain would fall in the woods at the slightest hint of wind and grass.

The shoes were covered with mud.

A rain made the road even more muddy.

The elven warriors of the logistics regiment have already begun to pull out the camp and make preparations for departure.

However, this is only one of the countless logistics regiments that have made their way to the Pagisto Plateau, and is only a small microcosm of the battle.

……

A red horse slid onto the muddy mountain road and let out a terrible neigh.

The horse, which had already been wounded, still had some herbs wrapped in its back thighs, had slipped and fallen on the muddy mountain road, covered in muddy water, and struggled to get up several times, but could not do it.

When the commander of Berkeley arrived at the scene, the elven warriors had already dragged the wounded horses to the side of the road, and the carriages slowly passed by.

It's just that the horse never got up......

"Commander, what should I do? Do you want to leave it here? ”

The elven warrior asked the head of Berkeley.

Staying where it is, to put it mildly, is preparing to leave this war horse to fend for itself.

The commander of Berkeley frowned, the war horses in the logistics regiment were seriously damaged, and there were no longer enough war horses to transport these materials, but after the war horses were injured, they couldn't move at all, so they had to give up......

The head of the Berkeley regiment was just about to make a decision when he heard someone say something from the side:

"Let me see."

Roy walked up from the back of the line in a demonic pattern, crouched beside the warhorse, and carefully examined the horse's injuries.

A group of elven warriors gathered around, and then everyone saw a ball of light appear in Roy's hand, and he began to chant a series of incantations, a divine pattern appeared in front of Roy, and then a healing beam fell on the wound of the warhorse.

'Holy Light'

The horse let out a joyful neigh, and before the effect of Roy's 'Holy Light Technique' could wear off, the horse had already struggled to its feet from the muddy water.

"Roy, you're still a priest?"

The head of Berkeley was a little dumbfounded, but he didn't expect that the half-elf young man sent by Earl Swinburn was a priest.

Roy retracted his hand into his sleeve and replied, "I have been a trainee priest in the Statue of Liberty for a year, and I have learned several divine arts, and now that the Statue of Liberty in Castletown is closed, I am out of the temple. ”

The head of Berkeley touched the war horse with some joy and said, "Fortunately, it is the priest of the Liberty Temple, and the priests of the Moon Temple do not use magic to treat horses. ”

Roy remembered Woods, who was proficient in magical herbology, and there really didn't seem to be a druid in the logistics regiment.

So he thought to the head of Berkeley and asked:

"Why can't I see druids in the army?"

The head of Berkeley winked at Roy, leaned into his ear and whispered: "There are druids in the Wood Elf Kingdom, this involves faith, we believe in the Goddess of the Moon, and the Wood Elves believe in the World Tree, this kind of topic is best not to discuss, otherwise I don't know when I will use the priest of the Moon Temple to find you!." ”

It was the Temple of the Moon again, and Roy didn't say anything more.

The horse recovered quickly, and after standing on the side of the road for a while, he was able to walk slowly with the logistics group.

You can't carry heavy loads, but at least you won't be left behind.

……

The heavy rain turned the low-lying areas of the hilly mountains into large muddy swamps.

The logistics regiment could not get out of the hilly and mountainous terrain, and could only crawl in muddy water, and the logistics regiment moved slowly every day, like a turtle crawling......

The commander of Berkeley was a little worried, but all the logistics regiments in the hills and mountains were in a state of lack of horses, and his application was like a stone in the sea, and there was no reply at all.

The cavalry vanguard regiment in front had already rushed into the mountains of the Pagisto Plateau, and the letterheads from the battlefield in front of them were sealed in the hands of the commander of Berkeley, most of whom were urging the logistics regiment to send supplies as soon as possible.

But the logistics regiment is now stuck in the hills and mountains, and there is no way to break out.

The head of Berkeley has been worrying for the past two days, and he has to walk the mountain road like a quagmire every day, although he has a map in his hand, but he doesn't know how long it will take to get out of this quagmire.

Every day, his horses were injured and his vehicles were badly damaged, and although he left some unimportant supplies on the side of the road, he still didn't know how long it would take to get out of this hilly and mountainous area.

If it weren't for a young half-elf priest coming out of the logistics group, it is likely that the entire logistics group would have been paralyzed in the middle of the road.

"Captain Berkeley, I have a suggestion that will allow you to get your supplies on time."

Just when the head of Berkeley was worried, Roy walked up from behind him, sat down and said to the head of Berkeley.

Seeing that Roy didn't seem to be joking, the head of Berkeley asked with a puzzled expression, "Do you have a way?" What's the solution? ”

"I have a friend who happens to be in the hills and mountains, he is a half-blood elf on the Pagisto Plateau, and he has a flock of argali, and I can ask him to help transport this supplies." Roy said to the head of the Berkeley regiment.

"The half-blood elven natives of the Pagisto Plateau?" The head of Berkeley said hesitantly.

"yes, I have a way to ask them for help!" Roy said.

"Then go and invite your friends over, any conditions can be discussed." The head of the Berkeley regiment responded.

"I was thinking that if our cavalry vanguard regiment would not do anything to the half-blood elves on the plateau after entering the high ground, then we would have a chance to cooperate." Roy muttered quietly.

"Of course, the military department has already made a decision last week, after we enter the plateau this time, the target of the battle is those elf hunters on the plateau, and we will definitely not do anything to the half-blood elves on the plateau." Head of Mission Berkeley said.

"Alright, I'll go find him now......" Roy stood up, turned and ran into the muddy jungle.

The head of Berkeley hurriedly sent two elven warriors to follow Roy and ensure Roy's safety along the way.

In fact, Resander had been near the hills and mountains, and he had taken refuge in a col with the argali, trying to avoid the regular army of the Silver Moon Elves.

I didn't expect Roy to come up with a Silver Moon Elf warrior......

Roy walked into a col and shouted Raysander's name out toward the lush jungle.

At first, Reshander thought that Roy was coerced by the two Silver Moon Elf warriors, and he wanted to hide in the depths of the jungle to avoid the search of the two Silver Moon Elf warriors, but then he thought that he should find an opportunity to clean up the two elf warriors and rescue Roy from the Silver Moon Elf warriors.

So he took Lambo to ambush in the bushes, and when Roy walked in, he found that Roy was not actually coerced by the Silver Moon Elf warriors, so he came out of the woods and met Roy.

(End of chapter)