Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 76 Reorganizing the Legion
"My lord, the newly added soldiers have been reorganized."

Scar, who was in charge of military planning, held a stack of papyrus that recorded the number of soldiers and the status of strategic supplies above his head.

The transparent illusory dragon's claw picked up the papyrus and placed it in front of Ron's eyes to read it.

After the reorganization, the combat soldiers in the family include 90 dragon vein tauren forward soldiers, 2000 jackal infantry regiments, 800 tiger infantry regiments, 500 bear heavy infantry regiments, 500 centaur light cavalry regiments, and dragon vein dog head infantry regiments. There are 1000 human infantry regiments, 200 dragon-song kobolds, 100 mutated goblins, and some spotted cats and centaur scouts, totaling more than [-] fighters.

In terms of numbers alone, Ron's army is slightly more than a normal human army, and less than some compound army.

For example, the Second Army of the Fasciti Kingdom Expeditionary Force of the captured Wilde was a composite regiment composed of [-] infantry and [-] cavalry, with a total number of [-] or even more.

But the combat effectiveness of a corps is not just based on the number of people.

Take the army of the Principality of Polun as an example. Most of the low-level soldiers are first- and second-level fighters, and many of them are just ordinary people who have never practiced.

The stronger principalities and the kingdoms before the principality have stricter requirements on soldiers. Usually, the soldiers at the bottom are low-level fighters who have been trained, but there are few soldiers who can break through the middle level.

All corps composed of mid-level soldiers are all ace troops of a country.

For example, the Royal Guards of the Principality of Polon are all composed of middle-level fighters. Unfortunately, the number is not enough to form a legion, so they can only be directly controlled by the royal family in this way.

But in Long En's army, none of the soldiers who participated in the frontal battle was lower than the third level, and most of them were of the middle level above the fourth level, which could already be regarded as an ace army.

Even because the monsters that make up the legion are physically stronger than humans of the same level, the strength of this legion is much higher than that of ordinary ace legions.

When the papyrus is turned back, there are reports of military supplies, which are very complicated, such as food and armor, the deployment of weapons, and the salaries of soldiers.

After integrating all the kobolds around the dragon's nest, two kobold commanders were mutated, both of which were thrown by Ron to Scar as his deputy. These data were compiled by the two deputy, and Scar was In charge of training the army.

Those Jackals and Tigers were ferocious and violent by nature, but Ron asked them to at least comply with the laws and regulations, so that they could be regarded as a qualified army.

Folding the papyrus and handing it to Scar, Ron said, "Have all the seized drinks been sent to the dwarves? How long will it take for everyone to put on armor?"

"Great master, the dwarf leader Copper Hammer is expected to take at least two months to complete your request."

"It's too slow." Ron shook his head, but he also knew that there were only a few dozen dwarves under his command, and even if he worked overtime to build armor for thousands of people, it would take a lot of time .

The tauren and kobolds were able to put on armor so quickly before, because the armor in the goods delivered directly by the dwarves can be put on with a little modification, and the time it takes to build it from scratch will only be now There are dozens of times based on the modification.

"Let the dwarves speed up the progress, regardless of the quality, even if it's just a layer of iron shell on the body, within half a month, I want to see all the staff wearing armor."

Scar bowed and saluted: "Yes, great master."

Ron looked out of the Dragon's Nest, as if looking beyond the distant distance, he directly saw the Great Plains of Portillon where the decisive battle was taking place.

He didn't know who among those humans would win the war, but he was ready to take a piece of whoever ended up being the new Duke of Berun.

……

The month of recovery, January [-]st, recovery day.

In this festival to celebrate the melting of ice and snow and the recovery of all things, farmers usually hang a bunch of wheat ears harvested last year on the doorknob, and then decorate some mistletoe plants that are also evergreen in winter on the door frame, in order to pray for the protection of the earth. The favor of the mother god Chauntea makes the crops grow better and more food will be harvested in the new year.

Gradually, people who are not farmers will also prepare ears of wheat and mistletoe on this day to pray for the health of their families.

This festival has existed for thousands of years, so that as long as there are human beings, there will be this festival. Even in those areas where the seasons do not change significantly, people will follow the tradition to welcome the new year on this day.

But on the Great Plains of Potillon, more than [-] people spent this beautiful day in the midst of fighting.

Countless lives closed their eyes forever on this day, never to be revived again.

"Your Majesty! The front line of the Potillon Great Plain is urgent!"

His eyes were bloodshot and his face was full of exhaustion. The young Grand Duke of Boren, Vener Gogg, spoke calmly, unable to hear the ups and downs of emotion: "Say."

"Northern rebels and Faciti troops besieged our army's northwest defense line, and the fourth and sixth armies were completely wiped out! The main force on the front and Lamington's reinforcements were forced to start a decisive battle with the rebels. General Wilson believes that the situation is critical. I suggest you first Temporarily move the capital to the southern province."

"Is it so urgent that the capital needs to be moved?" Vinier Gogger turned around and walked to the throne and sat down slowly, patting the armrest with complicated emotions.

He didn't know whether it was the right choice for him to choose to leave Lamington and accept the position of Duke Boren.

He is ambitious and capable, but he is limited by the position of the second son. Since then, he has no chance of being the Grand Duke of Lamington. However, he did not expect that the direct line of the Boren royal family will die, and he will be ranked first in the theoretical legal heir.

After receiving the invitation from the Bolun Noble Council, he made a choice without hesitation. Even though he knew that he was facing the rebels who wanted to be the Grand Duke and the corrupt situation in the Eastern Territory, he remained steadfast.

Until now, he was finally able to loosen the strings of his heart that had been tense since the day of the coronation, let out a long breath, and sat down on the throne as if he had been drained of strength.

Ren, who was dressed in a formal suit and also looked tired, saluted Vinier Gogg.

"Your Majesty, the most urgent task is to order all the nobles to move to the southern border. It is not yet time to give up. We still have a chance to regain the capital if we go to the southern province."

Vinil Gogg looked at Ren, the Lionheart Marquis who had fully supported him since he came to Boren.

He knew that Ren's purpose was to support him in exchange for a chance to rejuvenate the family, but he didn't care. Instead, he admired the young Marquis because Vinier could see his own shadow in him.

Ren, who is a few years younger than himself, is still persisting, and he seems to have no reason to give up.

Vinil Gogg smiled wryly and said, "You're right, Mr. Ren, before it's time to give up, call a meeting immediately and prepare to move the capital to the south."

(End of this chapter)