On the last day of August, the heat faded.

Although it is still hot and dry during the day, by the time it is night, it is already cool in autumn. The insects chirped slightly, the stars were shining, and Allegri walked through the barracks, saluting the soldiers who passed by.

His tent was not far from Ebert's tent. The mercenary group had already moved from the rear camp of the Fifth Legion to the core area of the main camp. Tens of thousands of troops are heavily protected, logistics and materials are given priority, and their treatment is not much better than that of imperial ace troops such as "Horse Dragon Gun".

A few days later, the Western Route Army was about to leave Xilin County and continue its campaign south. Therefore, Ebert specially held a banquet, which was regarded as a celebration banquet after the end of the Xilin War, and also arranged the next strategic deployment by the way.

Unlike the aristocratic banquets in which Allegri had attended, there were two rows of low tables in the tent, each with three or four seats, and the generals sitting directly on the animal skin blankets. This is a form of dinner for the nomadic tribes of the steppe, and it can only be seen occasionally at a very few traditional banquets.

Those who are in a state of urgency have ordered the guards to pour full of liquor and drink bitterly. When the army is marching and fighting, it is strictly forbidden to drink alcohol in the army, and only at this time will the commander open his face.

Allegri walked into the tent and was taken aback by the lively atmosphere. In the tent is a wide-mouthed copper stove about two meters in diameter, and the red charcoal exudes a scorching smell. The attendants cut the fresh beef and mutton, grilled it over the fire, and then spread it with a special sauce and distributed it to the generals' tables.

Spirits, barbecue, the joy of victory, and the military exploits at hand, made them talk and laugh loudly with high interest, and poured a glass of wine syrup.

In such an atmosphere, dressed in black mage robes. Tall, thin, and slightly pale, Allegri was inevitably a little out of place. However, Ebert, the commander of the Western Route Army, immediately got up to meet him, and seeing this, the others were not too much. The voice suddenly dimmed. Moreover, they all knew that they were able to capture the entire territory of Xilin so quickly, and this great magician was indispensable.

"Your Excellency, General. Allegri hesitated for a moment and nodded. He didn't know what etiquette should be used for such an occasion. On the one hand, he has no military position, let alone Ebert's subordinate general. But on the other hand, he did work under the command of the other party, and he carried out combat missions.

"Master. Please take a seat. Albert led him straight to the Lord's seat.

"That's not appropriate, is it?" Allegri hesitated, glancing at the generals around him. The army is the most particular about seniority, don't look at these generals seem to be informal, but their seats have a strict order. The highest rank and the oldest are the highest, and the younger and lower ranks are lowered. He, an outsider who didn't even have a military position, sat on it so arrogantly. It's easy to cause dissatisfaction with others.

"It's okay, they're all brothers. Ebert waved his hand. Hearty smile. He winked, and several of his cronies immediately echoed him, flaunting Allegri's merits.

When several legion commanders also spoke to persuade them, Allegri finally reluctantly agreed. He sat between the Commander of the Fifth Army and Albert, and his own attendants served food and drinks.

Thereupon. The dinner officially opened, and the whole tent was filled with laughter and laughter.

After three rounds of drinking, Allegri only tasted it. Thankfully, he has the status of a magician. There was not much persecution from the crowd.

After a while, watching those generals desperately drinking, he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart that he hadn't joined in. Otherwise, soon, they will be carried back.

"Master," Albert looked at the general with a smile, and leaned over to talk as he looked ugly after being drunk, "did the king order you to be transferred?"

"No," Allegri shook his head, wondering, "why did the general ask that?"

"In this southern expedition, you have much more military merits than many generals," Ebert said intentionally or unintentionally, "It is said that the king intends to convert the troops under your command into the regular army of the empire." ”

"I haven't heard of that," replied Allegri casually, "probably just rumors." ”

"Even if that's the case, I'm going to be cheeky and let you stay here with the Western Route Army," Albert asked with a smile on the edge of his wine, "Master, you don't have an opinion on this, right?"

"Of course not," Allegri smiled, "I get along well with the general, but if I go somewhere else, I'm afraid I'm a little unaccustomed to it." ”

Albert was secretly relieved to receive his personal assurance. The main elite of the Southern Expeditionary Army is in the middle lane, and the east and west roads are just responsible for containment. But with Allegri's help, the Western Route Army achieved a similar record as the Central Route Army, and as a commander, no one can erase his credit.

What's even more valuable is that in addition to the "Rejection of Horse Dragon Gun", he only has three ordinary legions under his command, which is a world of difference compared to the Middle Route Army. It was precisely for this reason that he wanted to bring Allegri over. When it comes to siege the city, the Great Magician and his "Vulcan Fury" are enough to be worth 100,000 elite soldiers.

And the other party is by no means a nerd who is ignorant of the world. This can be seen from his usual behavior, as well as the excuse when he entered the account just now. The mercenary group has always kept a distance from the Western Route Army, and Allegri rarely crosses Albert and takes the initiative to make friends with other generals. A young man with strength and knowledge of advance and retreat, this is the commander of the Western Route Army, and his most intuitive impression of Allegri.

That's why Ebert made a tentative statement, and if the other party accepted it, he didn't mind pulling him. Without sufficient backers, it is difficult to gain a foothold in the army. As a powerful figure in the Imperial military and the most likely candidate to succeed the elder General Kudran, he thought he had what it could be.

"Then it's decided," said Albert, holding up his glass and sipping a full glass, "and then we need to rely on the master a lot." ”

"What master, the general can just call me by my name," Allegri toasted him, then quickly ate a few pieces of roast beef, suppressed the upsurge of wine, and corrected with a smile, "Whether as a subordinate or a junior, this is a matter of course." ”

"Well, then. Ebert's acceptance of this mention marked a step closer to the relationship.

Allegri munched on the carred beef, laughing and laughing with Albert as he began to think about other questions. The rapidly expanding Snowton Empire is also difficult to stabilize internally, and when the cards are shuffled or shuffled, they always have to grab more hole cards and make more allies.

... (To be continued......)

PS: (One more, indulge in darkness, and restore two more tomorrow.) ）