No wonder Marquis Mamen was so angry. Without comparison, there would be no harm. The Eagle Legion used to have only two infantry regiments and one cavalry regiment, with a total of 15,000 people, all of which were the elite, but this was a peaceful period. As one of the national guardian legions of the Kingdom of Foster, it was more than 15,000 men weaving, but in war, 15,000 men seemed too thin, not to mention the reduction of personnel. Therefore, Marquis Mamen had to listen to the orders of His Majesty the King and allow them to be included in the legion, as well as mercenaries and adventurers.

After four years of war, the Eagle Legion has been broken up and reorganized, and after reorganization, it was disbanded and fought back and forth countless times. Now the purest army is the First Corps, the Fourth Corps, and some of the Second Corps. Among them, the Ace is the First Corps. Most of the Fourth Corps are composed of new recruits, with a combat power slightly lower than the Second Corps composed of the Great Noble, mercenary and the remaining soldiers broken by the First Corps, but they are much stronger than the Third Corps, which consists entirely of adventurers and small and medium nobles.

Marquis Mamen was angry at the Third Corps at this time. This bloated third Corps, who was holding nearly one-third of the supplies and pay for the Eagle Legion and whose combat effectiveness was less than half of the First Corps, grew like a malignant tumor under the armpit of the Eagle Legion, which should have spread its wings and flew. However, his requests were rejected by His Majesty the King. The Marquis, who had been in the officialdom for many years, had long seen that those small and medium-sized nobles were all tentacles attached to the great nobles. If they wanted to move them, they would not completely clean unless they shake the foundation of the kingdom.

Within five days of the agreed reunion, the Fourth Corps had only a few teams arrived in this situation. This did not take the military order seriously. It seemed that he had to sort out these guys again. The angry Marquis did not realize that he had scolded him, and he was also a nobleman.

Of course, in the eyes of Marquis Marquis of the old marquis family, those small and medium-sized nobles are not considered nobles, but just a group of nouveau riche who relied on the efforts of their ancestors. For three generations, these nobles will decline, and other emerging nobles will grow to eliminate them and replace them. Only large families like them, above the earl, are real nobles.

Compared with the wine bags of the Third Corps, the Second Corps is much more pleasing to Marquis Mamen's eyes. For example, the First Corps is a direct line, and it can be said to be the eldest son of Marquis Mamen. It is also the hope for the future, and its greatest capital and pride. The Fourth Corps is the youngest son, very young, but the victory is to be obedient. It requires the Marquis to care and train well. It has great potential. The Second Corps is a step-son, and its closeness is not as close as the first two corpses, but it still needs to be cared for. The Third Corps is a bunch of garbage in the eyes of the Marquis, and it is best to be clean in the eyes. Marquis Mamen, who is more straightforward, defines his four infantry regiments in his heart. As for the cavalry regiment? Well, this corps is the heart of the Marquis, although this heart is currently controlled by his old partner and old opponent Marquis Sandru.

After sending the messenger away, Marquis Mamen twisted his eyebrows with his thumb. The battle was getting better and better, but the Marquis felt he was even more tired. For the sake of interests, the various forces in the noble circle had to deal with the choreographed choreograph one by one. In addition, the Third Corps, which the Marquis Mamen was most disgusted with, after he was idle during the war, he couldn't help but think whether he should take a rest after the war.

"There is another year!" the Marquis murmured. The war must end in another year. This is a consensus reached by the senior leaders of Fostein in recent months. If the war with Charlotte cannot be ended, the Kingdom of Fostein will send special envoys to the suzerain state of Omore and request the Omore Empire to participate in the mediation. Fostein is just a small kingdom with a population of two million. After four years of war, after the joint calculations of the Royal Capital War Room and the Minister of Finance, Fostein lost more than 100,000 people, most of whom are young and middle-aged. If they continue to conquer, the foundation of national strength will be shaken.

Of course, Sharlot's losses were even greater. After all, they were fighting in Sharlot's homeland. Marquis Marquis Marquis dared to assert that Sharlot's losses were at least half that of Foster. What's more, Sharlot's total population and overall strength were slightly inferior to Foster. At this time, it depends on who can't stand it first. Marquis Marquis Marquis believes that Fostertan is definitely not the first country to stand it.

"When you capture Bimoor City, it depends on the cavalry..." The Marquis's eyes were deep and he thought further. The Marquis's eyes seemed to have been captured in the Marquis' eyes.

"What? Let me send a cavalry regiment to the hinterland of the Bering Mountains! Soldiers, you're not kidding!" In the camp, a tall middle-aged man asked the soldiers dressed in a messenger half kneeling on the ground in front of him. "How can a cavalry enter the Bering Mountains? Besides, it still needs to enter the jungle! Did I hear it wrong?" The middle-aged man spoke sternly.

The messenger did not show timidity because of the harsh voice of the middle-aged man, but said, "This is the prince's order."

The middle-aged man was silent, so he could certainly recognize that the messenger had the off-white medal of the Lion Legion on his chest, which was not fake. If you look closely, unlike the ordinary lion medal, the messenger's medal had a circle of beautiful patterns around it, and only Prince Kensel's personal guard could have it.

The middle-aged man pondered and finally said, "But the city of Bimoor is about to be broken. The day the city is broken is the time when the major cavalry regiments agreed by the military headquarters to encircle. At this time, I cannot transfer the cavalry regiments." The middle-aged man said firmly.

"I just convey the prince's order. What do you do, sir, the prince will naturally deal with it afterwards." said the messenger.

The middle-aged man was also in a dilemma at this time. The conflict between orders and orders, of course he knew which one was more important. If the messenger had not worn the prince's personal guard's medal, he would have driven out the soldier who randomly issued the orders.

"I need to discuss with Marquis Marion, come with me." The middle-aged man thought for a long time and finally said.

The middle-aged man is Marquis Sandru, who has mastered the most elite cavalry unit of the Eagle Legion and is also the father-in-law of Baron Kaidozi. Unlike Marquis Mamen who looks like a little old man, Marquis Sandru is not much older than Marquis Mamen, but his stronger strength makes his appearance stay a little bit. This is the most powerful man in the Eagle Legion and the peak-level knight attendant.

Soon, Marquis Sandru rushed to Marquis Mamen's camp. After a brief description, Marquis Mamen was silent. "Why?" Marquis Mamen asked. Although the soldiers took obedience to orders as their duty, Marquis Mamen, who was about to enjoy the fruit of victory, still couldn't understand. He didn't know how Prince Kensel, who had always been wise and decisive, issued such a stupid order, and the order was only to let the cavalry regiment go to the Bering Mountains, and did not issue specific tasks.

"This is a secret, and you only need to execute the orders..." said the messenger.

"Shut up! Tell me, why?" Marquis Marquis Mamen rose up in anger and shouted at the small messenger who was enough to be his grandson in this year.

"Tell me, what is the reason? I believe Kensel would not issue such an order, there must be a reason." Marquis Sandru also said to himself. Although he was an old partner and an old rival with Marquis Mamen, at this critical moment, Marquis Sandru and Marquis Mamen agreed.

Seeing that both adults were stunning to refuse the order, the messenger thought of the prince's instructions before leaving, and was sure to ask the legions to send troops to rescue Princess Angelina. The messenger finally explained the reason, "Because Princess Angelina..."

After listening to the messenger's narration, the two marquises immediately figured out the matter. "This Princess Kent is getting more and more excessive!" Marquis Mamen, who was more impatient, directly scolded him by name. Fortunately, there were only two marquises and three messengers in this tent at this time, otherwise, I wonder how much trouble it would cause if this was heard.

"The problem now is how many troops to send to support, and in addition to the cavalry, it is impossible to rely on cavalry to search on the long border. Moreover, the Bering Mountains, as an affiliated mountain range of the Mofi Forest, is not a safe place." Marquis Sandru did not complain like Marquis Mamen, but calmly put forward his own opinions.

Marquis Marmen also restrained his complaints and began to think seriously. Angelina was the one he watched as growing up. It can be said that among the many marquises in the capital, Princess Angelina could only sleep peacefully in his arms when she was a child. He had long regarded Princess Angelina as his granddaughter. If you want to say that the princess might be in danger, the most anxious person is besides the king and Prince Kensel. Of course, Marquis Marquis Marquis would not show it, and he would prove himself with practical actions.

"The cavalry regiment will send three brigades, and the infantry will let the Fourth Corps go, just in time to be a training force." Marquis Mamen waved his hand and made the following decision.

After hearing Marquis Marmen said this, Marquis Sandru resisted the urge to slap the table and said word by word, "Impossible! I can send at most a large group of cavalry to go there. I don't agree to the 4th Infantry Regiment. This time, the 4th Corps is the main force. If you send him out, which corps are going to attack the city? The 1st Corps? After the Battle of Felmer Canyon, the 1st Corps has not yet recovered. Now I am mobilizing the 1st Corps, I don't agree!" Marquis Sandru finished speaking in anger.

"Isn't there a second army?" Marquis Mamen said weakly. He and Marquis Sandru are like two extremes of magnets. If you are weak, he will be strong. If you are strong, he will be weak. Although Marquis Mamen usually has a hot temper, Marquis Sandru is an image of a good man. At this time, Marquis Mamen feels inappropriate, but for his dear Angelina sweetheart, he can only pretend to be cowardly first, hoping that his old partner can agree with him.

"You also know how much involvement is. What happened, and who will take the responsibility." Marquis Sandru still disagreed, and the two were still arguing.

And our messengers were already scared by the big tone of Marquis Mamen. Most of the cavalry regiments? A whole infantry regiment? Lord Marquis, you are so angry!—
Chapter completed!