The Silver Crusaders have been walking south for nearly half a month.

Their speed is not fast, about 100 kilometers a day, leaving enough time to rest every day. In addition, the supply of food and grass in the rear of the army is very sufficient, and the soldiers have no worries about food and drink at all, so along the way, the soldiers basically don’t consume any physical energy.

Of course, there are also gains. For the recruits, daily marching, camping, scout patrols and other things are excellent exercises. Although the veterans look down on the recruits and call them fresh fish, they will also teach some valuable battlefield experience together. From time to time, they will encounter some low-level undeads and fight a few times, so that the recruits can experience the fighting atmosphere.

All these made the recruits quickly familiar with their true military career.

At about four o'clock that afternoon, the army arrived at the territory of Quentin County. Because it was getting late, the army began to camp at the Pearl Lake.

Quentin County is already very south. It is 500 kilometers northwest of the original Bishui City, while Fire Lion City, the capital of the Principal of Lehman, is less than 400 kilometers west of Quentin County. From Pearl Lake in Quentin County, it will take 800 kilometers to the angle of 60 degrees southwest to the southwest, and then walk 800 kilometers to the already-falling Davik Fortress!

It can be said that it has already penetrated the southern border here. Calculate the time, and it is time for the Dark Legion to make some reactions.

Joseph Martin became more and more serious. The scouts were sent out early in the morning, twice as many as before, and the patrol distance was even longer, just to prevent possible sneak attacks.

While the entire army was resting, he and several generals discussed the subsequent march arrangements in the commander's tent in front of the military map.

This time, nearly 90,000 soldiers were dispatched, which was already the vast majority of the troops on the Mosalon Bridge, so there were also many generals dispatched, including ten generals in the tent, including Zachro, Glewin, Yopni, Langergo, etc.

These commanders were roughly divided into two factions. One was the general of the elite team that the Principality of Lehman supported Bishui City and Lakeside Fortress. They were originally generals of the Principality. Although they joined the Silver Crusade, they always had some small knots in their hearts. They unknowingly hugged them. This faction was led by Zachro, and Glewin was also the Great Knight, who was originally Zachro's most trusted deputy.

Now six of the ten commander-level generals have such origins. These generals are all born in nobles, have received strict and formal military training, have relatively strong personal force and high reputation, so they occupy a major position. They secretly call themselves aristocratic parties.

The other faction is Rolling's confidants, Yopni, Langergo, etc. are all warriors who have experienced the bloody battle of Wandom. Among them, Yopni is good at tactical strategies, while Langergo is a martial arts genius. To this day, Langergo is already a powerful warrior at level 33, and his strength is two levels higher than other warriors on average. In actual combat, he always makes people perform with his eyes, and the gap is very obvious.

There are four generals in this sect, except Yopni and Langergo. The other two, one is Swin and the other is Derns, are also very outstanding young people.

Because Luo Lin hated the formation of cliques in the army very much, the four generals did not gather together obviously, but they were very low-born, because they were young and weaker than the noble generals of the Principality, and they were all loyal to Luo Lin. No matter how they looked at it themselves, in the eyes of the nobles, they were all in the same group, and they also gave the four people a contempt nickname "Pean Army".

The differences between the generals are also affecting the soldiers, and the soldiers are now secretly split into three groups.

One group was the original elite of the Principality, the other group was born in Fix Island. Another group was recruits. They were confused about the disputes in the army and belonged to the fence-bearers who were both sides. However, as time went by, the recruits were constantly differentiating and joined their respective legions.

Of course, the differences between these two factions have just appeared. It is not serious. Everyone has a common goal to fight against the Dark Legion, so everyone just feels a little uncomfortable with each other.

As for Joseph Martin, this Paladin is an absolutely neutral figure, powerful and highly prestigious, and is second only to Rolling among the Silver Crusades. Everyone is convinced. This is an important reason why he can become the marshal of this southern expedition.

Joseph Martin was very clear about the differences in the army. There were often some small conflicts along the way, such as soldiers fighting, generals sarcastic sarcasm, and so on. They were all trivial matters, and he had always played a role in it.

Command the tent.

Joseph Martin pointed the military map, looked around the generals, and said, "Along the way, we have basically never met a decent opponent, but there is a trend that is very obvious. The more we go south, the stronger and denser the undead we encounter. Yesterday, there was even a shadow of a demon. I think we are almost here for this southern expedition."

If you continue, you will fall too deep and you may not be able to get out of here.

Zachro shook his head: "I think we can go further south. Here is still 800 kilometers away from Davik Fortress. If we retreat now, it will not put substantial pressure on the demon's military supply line, and I'm afraid there will be no time to delay."

Zachro is the head of the noble party. He studied under the Red Moon Sword Saint, and he was a quasi-saint. He was born as a marquis family in the Principality, and everyone was convinced.

However, this time, his deputy, Glewin, did not agree with Zachro's statement. He pointed to the map and said, "We are now very close to Bishui City. Baiyun City is not far from the eastern part of Bishui City. Last time we retreated north, the undead army in the lakeside fortress did not repel. Information shows that although some of the undead in Baishui City went to Dragon Bone Hills, there are at least 10,000 high-level undeads and even demons in the city. If we go deeper south, once we encounter dark troops intercepting the road and Baiyun City has an army to cut off our retreat, the situation will become very dangerous! Therefore, I agree with the Paladin's view that we should retreat."

Zachro frowned and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. A noble general beside him understood what he meant and said, "I don't think so. There are not many troops in Baiyun City, and our scouts have already reached a hundred miles away. They cannot attack them. More importantly, our goal is to delay the decisive battle of Dragon Bone Hills. If you retreat now, the other party will know it is an illusion at a glance. We must at least fight a small battle with our opponents."

"Our soldiers also need a real war trial, not the small fights before." Another noble general spoke.

Swin, who was born in Fix Island, shook his head: "I'm afraid it won't work. We don't have the ability to fight the Dark Legion now. The soldiers' training time is too short and the equipment is not very complete."

Derns also said: "Before leaving, the marshal told him to preserve his strength, and do not easily confront the Dark Legion unless necessary!"

"We need to fight now!" a noble general said coldly, looking at Derns with disdain in his eyes.

"The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing, and the marshal's orders do not conform to the situation. If we are leading the army, we must adapt to the situation!"

Speaking of this, there is already a faint smell of gunpowder.

Joseph Martin knew he had to speak: "Okay! The marshal's order is first, and this is our strategic purpose, and there is no reason to refute it! Jopni, tell me what you think."

Yopni remained silent. At this time, he was named. He nodded to all the generals present, and then said: "The Marshal means to let us protect ourselves, but the decisive battle of the Dragon Bone Hills is also very important and must be dragged for enough time. I don't think we have to go south anymore. We just stayed on the shore of Pearl Lake for a while, we can retreat or advance, or we can send a small army to go south to test, creating some illusion that we are about to go south. This is enough to put huge pressure on our opponents."

As soon as he said this, Joseph Martin nodded: "I agree with General Jopni's suggestion. We will camp here, stay for a month, and then withdraw our troops!"

Joseph Martin was the commander-in-chief. He had just discussed his own opinions before, but now he has clearly defined his strategy. If others refute it, they will be suspected of disobeying the military order, so the generals nodded in agreement.

The meeting ended, and each general went to prepare.

As soon as the tent was released, the generals clearly showed their factions, a team of noble generals, and a team of "peasant army" from Fix Island.

After walking a little further, a noble general said to Glewin: "Glewin, continuing to move south is something we have already discussed. We have to let the peasant army know our strength. Why have you shrunk your head?"

Zachro didn't say anything, but he was listening. To be honest, he was also a little dissatisfied. His very relied deputy openly refuted his opinion, which made him feel dim on his face.

Glewin glanced at the other party and said with a little disdain: "I have never agreed to go south, why did I discuss it?"

He turned to Zachro: "Lando, your idea is extreme. We don't need to show our strength. Our purpose is to fight against the Dark Legion and defeat them! Nothing else, at least not now." (Lando, the surname of the Zachro family, is also the official name)

Zachro's face turned heavy: "You don't need to teach me a lesson. I know what to do!"

He turned around and left with the generals.

"Lando, the Principality is over, you" Glewin said again.

Zachro's body stiffened and replied in a low voice: "But the grand duke is still there, and his son and daughter are also there!"

He was loyal to the Grand Duke, because he had made a sacred oath, and the Grand Duke treated him well.

Now, because of the Silver Crusader's affairs, it will not last long. He has to consider what happened after defeating the Dark Legion. He knew that doing so might affect the overall situation, but some things were originally prepared in advance, and he wanted to use this expedition to gain more reputation in the army.

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Glewin watched Zachro and the noble generals leave, waiting for each other to disappear, and shook his head and sighed: "Lando, you are so confused!"

The dispute between light and darkness is a line of life and death, so how can we accommodate such disputes? (To be continued.) xh118
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