At this time, the sky had turned dark, and waves of black mist slowly rose outside the fortress. The black mist slowly extended from the inside to the outside, covering all the warriors for several miles around the fortress. Under the black mist, countless undead creatures slowly appeared.
Climb up from the ground. The night is their paradise, and no living creature can escape their detection and sneak into the fortress quietly.
The number of soldiers patrolling the fortress also began to decrease. Many undead creatures suddenly appeared on the streets. According to the introduction of Master Qiubi, these were controlled by the necromancers in the city and replaced the soldiers patrolling at night. In the dark night, even if there are enemies, they can remain silent.
No matter how hard you sneak into the fortress, you won't be able to escape their vigilance.
The marshal's castle was huge, and more than a thousand people walked into the castle hall without feeling crowded. A servant arranged for the students to sit down, and within a few minutes of waiting for Nilac and the others, a group of people walked down the stairs.
I had met the marshal, but I recognized him from the crowd at a glance.
He walked like a tiger with firm steps. He waved his hands and raised his legs, all of which gave off a strong aura of an iron-blooded soldier. His face was resolute, and he wore a black gold armor, a pair of long combat boots on his feet, and a coat of arms draped over his shoulders.
A black cloak with a small family emblem embroidered on it...
Looking at the marshal, Nirak couldn't help but think of something he once said. Marshal Agassiz said: "I am a soldier first, and then a nobleman!" This sentence once caused huge waves and stubborn nobles.
They regarded him as a thorn in their side and a person who ruined the reputation of the nobility; people in the army regarded him as a leader and were willing to shed their blood for him.
"Is this the Iron-Blooded Marshal..." Nilac's eyes suddenly flashed with piercing light.
To the marshal's left is Count Mosaic, whom he has met once before. At this time, he is still covered in armor, making it difficult to see his true face. To the right is a mage in black robes. He has a gloomy appearance and a pair of cloudy eyes sunk deep into his eye sockets.
Nei looks like an old man in his twilight years, but if you look closely, you can find that there is a strange black light in his turbid eyes from time to time. He is the second most powerful figure in the Southwest Army, Zoltan, the Archmage of the Undead. Behind him
There are some generals and some mages, all of whom have a heroic temperament. At first glance, they are commanders in the army and leaders among the generals.
Recognizing the marshal, the students all became excited, and some of the particularly excited ones even stepped forward to greet him.
Suddenly, the marshal's face darkened, and a cold evil spirit surged out from the ground, condensing the excitement of all the students. He shouted: "What are you doing! When you come here, you are just a soldier. Soldiers are so undisciplined.
?Sit back, everyone."
After being scolded, the students suddenly shrank, and those who left their positions shrank back dejectedly.
There was a hint of a smile on old Zoltan's face, and he sat down with the generals. Marshal Agassiz stared at the students coldly for a long time. Under his gaze, the students' backs were straightened and motionless.
After a long time, the marshal's face slowly relaxed: "This is the front line of the war. When you come here, you are a real imperial soldier. Everyone must abide by military disciplines, and no one is exempt. Tomorrow, I will break up all of you."
, assigned to various grassroots teams to receive real military training."
At this point, he changed the topic and said: "Just now, I received a report from Captain Mosaic that you were attacked by the Iron Knights on the way here. At this critical moment, you performed very well and did everything you could.
It's very good. Outnumbered and outnumbered, you only paid a small amount of losses and defeated the enemy..."
Having said this, a trace of pride could not help but appear on the faces of the recruits. The marshal continued: "Here, I want to apologize to you. Because of our incompetence, we allowed the Iron Knights to slip into the desert and enter the empire's territory. I am so unfair to you."
Carry out an attack. When the information reaches the fortress, Captain Mosaic will immediately lead the troops to support you. At this time, you have ended the battle." After speaking, the marshal bent down and bowed to all the recruits: "Here, on behalf of everyone in the fortress
Soldiers and all soldiers, I apologize to you. It was our negligence that caused the sacrifice of 103 soldiers and 12 students." Under his leadership, all the generals also stood up and bowed silently.
The southwest border is full of semi-desert areas, and only a few oases have fortresses built on them. The terrain here is complex, and the sky is mostly under the control of the Light Empire and the Orc Empire. Unless a large-scale movement is launched, it is extremely difficult to develop intelligence.
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Upon hearing the marshal's sincere apology, the recruits' eyes turned red and their mood became a little depressed. Especially the companions who sacrificed their students were choked with sobs.
The marshal raised his arms and said excitedly: "Now that what has happened, we should not be immersed in grief. Anyone who dares to invade us must fight back fiercely. Anyone who offends our empire will be punished no matter how far away he is!"
Putting aside the weirdness in his mind, Nilak followed the marshal's slogan excitedly and roared with the recruits: "Those who offend our empire will be punished no matter how far away they are!"
"Very good!" The marshal clapped his hands and praised, and the recruits quickly became quiet. He continued: "If you have ambition, you must also have perseverance. Only by sweating more in peacetime can you bleed less in war. Tomorrow you will be officially integrated into the army. I hope you can
Stay motivated and keep in mind that in the army, all of us are ordinary soldiers and no one has any special privileges. I hope to see you get along well with everyone in your respective squads.
The most reliable people on the battlefield are comrades... Do you understand?"
"clear!"
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After chatting with the student recruits for a long time, the marshal ordered them to take them to the military camp to stay overnight. After they are officially assigned to the grassroots level of the army tomorrow, corresponding dormitories will be arranged.
The banquet slowly dispersed, and soon only a few people were left in the hall.
The marshal glanced at the old man next to him, and suddenly smiled and said: "The students this time are very good. Hey, even Omus died in their hands, and the old guy opposite has a headache... Well, what do you have?
Opinion, Zoltan."
The old man looked around with his cloudy eyes, and there was a mocking smile on his face: "No matter how good it is, it's still under your control. If it weren't for you... Haha, how could they..."
The marshal snorted: "How can they integrate into the army without going through war? I am training them for the empire..."
"Hey, if you do it so obviously, aren't you afraid that they will notice something..."
"Hmph, do you think we can hide it from him? As long as we don't touch his bottom line, with these more than 100,000 elites, who can do anything..."
Several people suddenly laughed strangely, and two red lights flashed in the mosaic helmets.
Dark night, cold fog.
Nirak was lying on the bed, practicing quietly. He was going to join the army tomorrow, so why did he always feel like something was weighing on his heart...