In the early morning of June 28, a large cargo magic locomotive quickly passed a plain on the northern border of the Rulson Kingdom, and then slowly stopped on a flat ground outside the valley ahead.

Romon Reiger, the commander of the Saint Joan Legion, one of the top ten elite legions of the Candela Empire, jumped off the passenger seat of a large cargo magic motorcycle in the middle, and rubbed his butt habitually, but found that his butt did not feel any soreness at all. He couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the soft cotton pad in the passenger seat, and curl his lips.

"Sure enough, it's much more comfortable to sit on this thing. It's so sad that those stubborn old guys don't even want to admit such facts."

After muttering, Regel waved his hand and called an adjutant.

"Send scouts to investigate the situation in the valley ahead, and make sure there are no ambush."

The adjutant took the order and left. After a while, a scout team rode over on a fast horse.

Although the two previous defeats achieved during the battle with the Ruhrson Kingdom led to self-reflection within the Candelati side and attached importance to the military magic machinery that most people disdained before, the Candelati team's traditional power was extremely deep, and all the arms were closely related to the interests of many people. The pressure to reform was very high, so the military dressing has always been a very troublesome issue.

Moreover, the subordinates of Kandradi***'s subordinates had more than 500,000 regular troops alone. It would be impossible to completely change their clothes at once.

In addition, the production capacity of the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce has always been insufficient, and the control over the sale of military magic machinery has always been very strict, so the Candeladi team has not been able to purchase enough military magic machinery to equip its major armies.

In recent years, after obtaining some related technologies for military magic machinery from the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce, the Kandra Empire has embarked on the road of self-development. It has indeed successfully developed a series of military magic machinery based on the military magic machinery sold by the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce, and has entered the stage of large-scale mass production.

With these things, the Candela Empire has the confidence to turn against the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce.

However, this is still far from meeting the huge demands of the major legions under the military headquarters, so that the major legions within the Kandra Empire are in a strange state, that is, traditional bows, arrows, swords and guns, war horses, carriages, etc., mixed with new types of military magic machinery and large cargo magic motorcycles and other magic machinery, which looks very chaotic.

This is also impossible. The military headquarters cannot meet the requirements of all legions at all, so they can only allocate a little bit according to the situation.

"Hey, only that fool Antusol has been holding his old ideas and refused to change it. As a result, he is dead now, he is not even left with his bones..."

Thinking of this, a contemptuous smile flashed across the corner of Regel's mouth.

In the Kanderati tribe, there are actually many people like Count Antusol who refuse to accept new things and still stick to the previous concept of war. People like Regel who are willing to accept change are called the old school, while they are the new school.

Before this, the old faction and the new faction had a slight advantage in the military headquarters.

However, after the entire army of the Light Legion led by Count Antusor was almost wiped out, the old faction suddenly lost its voice, and the new faction quickly controlled the military's voice, which made the new generals and officers occupy the vast majority of the army sent to attack the Rursun Kingdom this time.

Regel is the most active one among the new factions. This time he volunteered to the military headquarters and led his St. Joan's Legion as the main force of the Third Front Army. He invaded the Ruhrson Kingdom from the north of the Ruhrson Kingdom.

If he was a traditional old-school general, although he would be vigilant when encountering valleys like now, he would send scouts to investigate whether there were ambushes, but he would never be as careful as Regel. He would send scouts more than two kilometers away from the valley.

If the old generals knew about it, they would probably joke that Regel was too timid.

However, Regel knew very well that the distance he chose was not at all because of his timidity. But because he knew very well that the army of the Ruhrson Kingdom was equipped with a large number of magic artillery.

The attack distance of the magic cannon can easily exceed two kilometers, or even three kilometers away.

Even at this distance, it is not 100% safe.

So to ensure that there is no problem, Regel must be more careful.

Looking at the scouts from afar, they climbed up the cliffs on both sides of the valley, Regel couldn't help but shake his head and cursed.

"Damn it, why are those stingy people in the military just reluctant to buy some magic airships? If I had dozens of them now... Oh no, even if there was only one magic airship. Just send the magic airship to take a look, so why do you need such trouble? Send the scouts here..."

Regel suddenly turned around and looked at the center of the army, where a gorgeous carriage stood conspicuously surrounded by a group of soldiers. It looked very abrupt.

In the carriage is the leader of the magicians of the St. Joan's army, and the Yale magician with the strength of a level 4 great magician.

Regel hesitated for a moment and quickly walked to the carriage.

"Of course, can you ask for your actions?" Regel asked in the carriage with a respectful expression.

Although he was the commander of the Saint Joan Legion, the magician system has always been independent of the military system and is not under the jurisdiction of the military generals.

What's more, the Yale Great Magician is a level 4 great magician. In the Kandra Empire, he is one of the top magicians besides the nine great magicians. His status is much higher than that of the Legion Commander of the Legion.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing the wrinkled face of the Great Yale Magician.

"Take it?" The great Yale magician frowned slightly, looking puzzled. "I haven't met the enemy yet, what will you let me take?"

Regel smiled and explained, "That's right, Lord Great Magician, I'm worried that the enemy will set up an ambush in front of me, and there may be magic traps, so I hope you can conduct magic detection and see if there are any magic traps or something in the valley ahead."

The great Yale magician leaned out of the carriage, glanced at the valley in the distance, and frowned again.

"Didn't you send a scout here?"

"The scouts can only see if anyone is ambushing, but they cannot find magic traps." Regel shook his head.

"I don't need to go there myself, right?" The great Yale magician waved his hand impatiently, glanced back, and bounced his fingers, and a fiery red light shot out, landing on another carriage with an average appearance behind the array.

A moment later, a young magician in his thirties, wearing a magic robe, flew over.

"Master Yeh, do you have any instructions?" the young magician asked the great magician of Yale incredibly respectfully.

The great Yale magician pointed to the valley in the distance: "Let's see if there is a magic trap set up in it. Our Legion Commander is not very relieved."

Regel's face changed slightly, then nodded and said to the young magician: "Yes. In addition, I hope you can investigate the situation around the valley. Do you understand what I mean?"

Regel doesn't have to be so polite to this young magician who is only a level seven magician.

Naturally, the young magician could not refuse like the Yale magician. After responding, he flew to the valley.

"Sir, I understand your caution, but are you a little too careful in your performance now?" said the great Yale magician suddenly.

Regel cursed in his heart, but still had a smile on his face and responded: "It's not wrong to be careful above the military formation."

The great Yale magician shook his head: "You are not as domineering as other soldiers I have ever seen, they..."

"boom"

A violent explosion suddenly sounded from afar, planning to say the great Yale magician.

The two of them all changed their faces and looked in the direction where the explosion sounded, but they saw a cloud of smoke and dust rising in the valley in the distance with the fire, which seemed to have just experienced an explosion.

"This..." The Yale Magician's face looked a little ugly.

He was just accusing Regel of being too cautious, and now an explosion appeared in the valley, slapping him in the face.

Regel had no time to pay attention to the thoughts in the mind of the great Yale magician. He looked carefully at the valley in the distance and his expression changed drastically.

After the explosion, huge rocks fell on the cliffs on both sides of the valley, and the rumbling sounds were endless. From time to time, a few consecutive explosions sounded, causing more huge rocks to fall.

In the blink of an eye, the road in the valley, which was originally nearly ten meters wide, was filled with countless boulders, and it completely blocked its way.

"Yale Magician, I'm afraid I really want to ask you to take action this time." Regel smiled bitterly.

"Huh?" The great Yale magician dared not refuse directly this time, but raised an eyebrow to indicate.

"I don't think anyone has the ability to clear a path from there except for you to take action personally. And... I'm worried if there are other traps inside."

The great Yale magician looked into the situation in the valley and nodded silently.

The place they were advancing was bet on by a mountain range, and only this valley was available for passage within a nearby 50 kilometers. If they did not walk here, it would take at least several hours to take a detour, which would be a serious delay.

Of course, ordinary magicians cannot do it if they want to clear a path from the collapsed valley, and only he, the only great magician, can do it.

"Okay, I'll go and see the situation first. If there is no trap, you can send someone over here. I need someone to help clean up the residue."

"good."

The great Yale magician explained, his body shook, flew into the air, and flew quickly towards the valley in the distance.

Just halfway through, several fiery red lights suddenly broke through the sky on both sides and flew towards the direction where the Saint Joan Legion was located. (To be continued.)

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