By the time Ruerta appeared on the streets of Thraleon, the second horn had sounded again, and the streets had become busy.

Like him, many non-commissioned officers and officers in armor were rushing towards the training ground. Some people stuff bread in their mouths and pour cold water into their mouths for their breakfast. Some people wore armor locks around their necks as they ran. Others simply took the armor in their hands and rushed all the way to the training ground.

No one wants to put a rope around their neck as a warning sign for others

In the middle of the streets, Rulta observed horse-drawn wagons stamped with the seal of the Southern Theater of Operations' logistics department heading into the streets from all corners of the town, with different goals.

These tentless wagons came out of all directions of the street, and they walked in the middle of the street. The boxes on the carriages were carved with various markings, some wooden boxes with sword symbols, some with blood-red crosses, and some simply bags of grain mixed with some steamed bread.

Rurta secretly tightened in his heart, he knew what this meant....

As the soldiers of the Fifth Army Corps, which was once the main combat corps, often prepared the amount of supplies, and the scale of mobilized troops determined the size of a war. And according to his observations, the whole of Therrarion is now running at high speed! If you just exterminate a small enemy like the Gnoll, you won't be so aggressive! Only by exterminating the catastrophic undead at Thurberchel can such a mobilization be made!

Could it be that the enemy is the undead?!

With this in mind, Rurta rushed all the way to the training ground outside the town.

On the training ground, many soldiers have stood in their positions one after another. As a regular visitor to this training ground, Rurta certainly knows where his company is.

The gap between the reserve corps and the main combat corps in the southern theater is somewhat obvious. First of all, except for non-commissioned officers and officers, the rest of the ordinary soldiers are not professional soldiers. They are ordinary people who are half peasants and half soldiers, except that they have to undergo military training for 3-6 months a year.

During this period of military training, the Southern Theater of Operations paid them the same salaries as regular soldiers and ensured the same treatment for their families. But during this time, they have to engage in a series of battles with the gnolls or fishmen to exercise their courage and combat ability.

This kind of military training is held once a month or two in several reserve regiments in the Southern Theater of Operations. Whenever the main army has a large loss of personnel, it will be replenished to the main combat army by drawing manpower from the reserve army in formation.

It is rare for the main combat corps to directly recruit soldiers from among the civilians, which is also one of the guarantees for the southern theater to maintain the combat effectiveness of the main corps.

When Rurta arrived at the location of his company, his company leader, Captain Kurd, was already at the front of the line to check on his company.

After a quick check on the arrival of the members of his team, Ruerta nodded with satisfaction, these recruits were much better than he expected.

It seems that he doesn't have to be pulled out and whipped afterwards.

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Hudson looked blankly at the soldiers assembled on the training ground below, and the thoughts in his head were long gone.

To be honest, he still had some admiration for his Great Lord's determination. Ordinary people would not choose to set off this monstrous wave at this point in time!

If this is not done properly, then they have truly become traitors to Lordaeron!

But if it succeeds......

Hudson's eyes narrowed, and it was clear that his High Lord would become something similar to High Lord Mograine.

This will be a powerful lord with a strong combination of power and territory! His great achievements will make him the new spiritual leader in the hearts of the Crusaders in the Southern Theater of Operations! It will repair the wounds left in the hearts of the soldiers after Mograine's death, which is undoubtedly a good thing for the Crusaders, and it will also establish a place in the hearts of these soldiers!

And for the state, in the absence of a king in Lordaeron and the presence of a royal family. The status of the Great Lord is a good catalyst, and there is no such person as the Grand Commander Dassault Khan at the head of the Grand Lord of Harvey.

In the long run.....

Even if he didn't have the idea of becoming King of Lordaeron in his heart.... But over time, this kind of thinking will slowly change.

External and internal causes will act on him, and this is beyond his control.

King......

Hudson's dilated pupils slowly recovered, and he sighed as he looked at the assembled soldiers below.

Why?

Will Grand Lord Harvey refuse this position that is the envy of countless people and even crazy?!

It's weird......

"General, our soldiers have been assembled,"

Hudson shook his head and threw the thoughts out of the wall, he looked at the few major officers in front of him and ordered, "Let's begin!" Disrupt the formation of your reserve legions and divide them into three combat legions, each of which temporarily has 3,000 men! The numbers were the newly numbered 1st, 2nd, and 3rd regiments. After this time, the High Lord will grant you a new legion! ”

"This is your new station, your station is ......"

This sudden surprise made the jaws of several major officers fall in shock!! They also thought it was just a routine check-up!!

So, when Hudson drew circles on the map taken out by the squire next to him, these new legion commanders immediately embraced him!

Anderson looked at them with a blank face. Behind him, a large group of ready Legion Captains stood behind him, from the security services, and they were the guards of these new Legion Commanders.

At the same time, a number of officers, non-commissioned officers, and enlisted men from the security intelligence services have entered the various new regiments. Most of them control key civilian components or have assumed the position of Wing Commander or Deputy Wing Commander of a number of wings.

As the current head of the security intelligence unit, Anderson has always tried to do or is doing something in his department. At a time like this, if you don't take the opportunity to stuff some people into it, how can you be worthy of Noris's explanation to him! Otherwise, how could they have discovered such a high-ranking general in the Southern Theater of Operations as Arad who had other ideas?

When Hudson's chairmanship was over for the division of the residency meeting, Anderson ended his assignment here.

Hudson looked vaguely at Anderson, who nodded.

Leaving behind the Southern Theater of Operations to preside over the division of the area, Hudson hurried with Hudson to the Seventh Army's station.

The question of the commander of the Seventh Legion needs to be dealt with as soon as possible, and Hudson must go there himself in order to avoid other accidents.

Varean, the deputy commander of the Seventh Legion, naturally did not have an advantage over Arad in terms of seniority and position, and in this critical period, any mistake could become fatal.

The Seventh Legion was originally based on the island of Lake Lordamere, and since the fishmen in the lake were expelled from the lake, for the convenience of supplies, and also to echo the Sixth Legion at the entrance to the Haru Gorge. At the same time, in order not to irritate the free undead in the ruins of Lordaeron, the Seventh Legion moved to the western shore of Loch Lordanmere, which was in the rear of the Sixth Legion, northeast of Therraloon.

Due to its geographical location, the Seventh Legion has now been transformed into a Rapid Support Corps. It was capable of supporting the 5th, 6th, and 8th Army Corps from three directions, and was second only to the 5th Army in the Southern Theater of Operations.

At this time, Arad was sitting in the barracks with a sad face, and in his hand there was a piece of parchment that shone with a blue light.

After he read the magic letter written in arcane magic, the blue font quickly dissipated into the air.

Eventually, when he finished reading, all he had was a blank piece of parchment.

Arad hesitated, and the Grand Commander in the letter, Dassault Khan, told him to delay Locke's pace as much as possible, delay his arrival in the Valley of the Hearth, or say not let him come to this meeting!

This surprised Arad.

To be honest, in the past, when he reported to the Grand Commander Dassault Khan, the Grand Commander never replied to him. At first, the Grand Commander only used his letters as a reference for the investigation of Locke. In fact, at that time, Arad already knew that the successor of the Grand Commander might really be Locke!

That's why he later leaned towards Locke.

But since the Grand Commander returned from Stratholme, he began to take the initiative to ask for Locke's all-round intelligence!

The obvious change in this made Arad confused for a while, but who would doubt his superiors at that time?

However, by that time, Locke had already left the Silver Pine Forest, and he had no information to report. In terms of military intelligence, all military deployments in the Southern Theater and the Crusader headquarters have always been interconnected, and there is nothing to hide.

But what Lord Harvey said last night made Arad secretly frightened! He would never have thought that a believer in the Holy Light would be killed by a demon?! Even more unbelievable, that demon has even turned into the appearance of a great commander!

This simply subverted his three views! And with it comes his connection with the Grand Commander! This caused a lot of worries to rise in his heart!

Arad looked down at the magic letter in his hand, and he became suspicious of the identity of the person requesting the letter.

Paul is actually right, no matter which leader it is, I'm afraid he won't allow his subordinate officers to make such a move, right?

Shaking his head, Arad pressed the parchment roll in his hand onto the table. He leaned back in his chair and rested his forehead, thinking about the orders of the Great Lord last night.

Soon two of the sentences caught his attention!

The Grand Leader will delay the operation, and he will deliberately go to the Hearthvale late! And the Grand Commander also needs to let the Grand Lord Harvey go later!

To put it this way......

Arad narrowed his eyes.

You don't need to do anything yourself.

As for whether the Grand Commander is a demon or not, the Grand Lord will deal with it. Then the big leader asked me to do what I did, and I did what I did.

Eventually, when this all settles down, I will still get what I can get.