On the road leading to Alano, there was a team from Montenegro. The soldiers in this team were dressed completely differently from the locals. Everyone wore camouflage uniforms and carried rifles. They were like an army that had traveled through time and space, marching on a foreign land.
Everyone in the team rode horses, and they were moving very fast. The leader was Huang Zheng, who had been promoted to company commander. A group of old friends around him, Garcia, Enrique, and Wu Qi were all in the team. Huang Zheng was accompanied by his old boss Ji Yijun, who was the only one in the team who was not wearing camouflage uniforms. He was a loaned expert who joined the support army.
After Chen Hansheng captured Arano, he sent the noble prisoners to the rear and explained the complexity of the current situation in the town. He also asked for another support army to be sent to prevent retaliation from the Duke of Green Forest City. This team of more than 100 people was the first support army.
After half a year of construction, the guard battalion had begun to expand into a guard regiment. They selected a group of active members with relatively good performance from the free people and slaves recruited by the school, and with the soldiers of the original guard battalion as the backbone, they expanded the team by more than three times and formed a fairly large team.
Although this support force is not large in number, all members are equipped with air rifles, and more than twenty of them have combat professions.
A few months later, they had learned various magic and fighting methods, and Xiao Chen, Luo Ling, Mao Kai, Qin Mu, and Chen Hansheng, who were the first to take the lead, had summarized their theories and experiences. The school's magic and fighting education had begun to bear fruit. Among them, Huang Zheng and Wu Qi were already low-level mages. They and eight other mages formed a combat mage class directly under the Guard Corps. These mages had all learned the same combat magic. The researchers in the magic group hoped that they could achieve an overwhelming combat effect on the battlefield through coordinated operations.
In terms of warriors, in addition to Ji Yijun being a mid-level warrior, Enrique's flying dragon bloodline has also advanced to the mid-level. Ten of the other warriors have also become low-level warriors. Although they are all low-level warriors, the warriors of these guards are very different from the low-level warriors of other forces on the continent. The low-level warriors of other forces are often assigned as officers in the army, while the Chinese gather these warriors together to use as scouts or special forces.
The chief military officer is still the soldier with the best military quality, the most reliable political skills, and sufficient management ability. Because even in this world where personal ability can surpass imagination, both Wang Jiyuan and other committee members believe that the power of the army still comes from the organization, not the individual.
"The Duke of Green Forest City is definitely powerful among the surrounding lords. But the biggest problem for these feudal lords is that their standing army is limited. Most of the forces need to be drawn from various small lords. It takes a long time just to gather the troops." Huang Zheng said to Ji Yijun beside him while riding on a horse.
Ji Yijun held the reins and nodded, saying, "If we could get intelligence in advance, we should take the initiative to attack and keep the enemy out of the country. If we can defeat them on the road, that town won't have to go through another battle."
Huang Zheng said: "The intelligence team had already gone down with the caravan a week ago and kept an eye on the movements in the territories of several of his lords. So once there is an army gathering, we will know about it soon."
"Since Zhou Xiaoren was sent to farm, the efficiency of the intelligence team taken over by Peng Ziyi has really improved a lot." Ji Yijun praised, "He is not a professional, but he is serious and public-spirited. The things he does are different. Zhou Xiaoren did all kinds of shit before, but it was Team Leader Luo who was so good that he pushed him into the fertilizer factory."
The two were just about to deduce the details of the attack when a soldier came up and reported, "Captain! There's a man lying down at the bottom of the hill ahead."
"Let's go and take a look!" said Ji Yijun.
Lying on the side of the road was a young man, who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was wearing very worn linen clothes with many tears and scratches on his body, and his face was covered with stains.
"He's still alive." Ji Yijun dismounted to check on him and put his hand on his forehead. "He's badly burned. Enrique, Garcia, move him to the open space over there first."
"This is a runaway slave. Did you see the brand under his collarbone? He must have escaped from the surrounding noble territories. There are rich mineral resources near Arano, and many mine owners buy slaves to mine. This is one of them."
He waved to the back again and said, "Wu Qi, come and see if there is any healing magic that can be used."
"You kid, the person who commands me is not vague. Who is the company commander?" Huang Zheng scolded with a smile.
"I'm commanding my apprentice and his girlfriend. It's none of your business!"
Wu Qi and the medical worker examined the boy's body and said, "The child was frightened, then overworked, and caught a cold from the cold at night. I guess his legs went weak when he was going downhill, and he rolled down the slope and passed out. I'll first use a healing spell, and then treat a few of his larger wounds to stabilize his body. Then, after we camp, I'll wipe his body and feed him something hot. I think he should recover."
Huang Zheng nodded and said, "We will walk another ten kilometers today and we will soon camp. Garcia, you will hold him while riding the horse, be careful."
"Captain, this guy is so dirty, and my clothes are brand new. Can we just find a saddled horse and tie him to its back?" Garcia muttered. The boy had a lot of unknown stains on his body, and he hadn't taken a bath for many days. He smelled sour.
"How can this be possible? He is a wounded soldier and it's too dangerous. Just bear with it for a while." Huang Zheng said.
Ji Yijun slapped him on the back of the head, "A few months ago, you were still a jumping mud monkey. It's only been a few days since you came down from the tree? And you've become a rich young man? What are you being so particular about?!"
"I've never been like him..." Garcia said with his head tilted.
"What did you say?"
"Yes, Master."
"This is called the close relationship between the army and the people, do you hear me?" Seeing Garcia frowning at him, Ji Yijun said, "It seems that I have to advise Lao Huang to strengthen ideological and political education. His awareness is too low."
"Please spare me." Garcia quickly picked up the unconscious boy and climbed back onto the horse. After he had the fighting spirit, these moves were very clean and neat.
Ji Yijun looked at Huang Zheng with some pride, and the latter smiled and said, "Garcia, you take care of him first, and later, let your master take over for you. Today, the two of you will set an example for everyone. Also, after the camp is set up, you two will be responsible for bathing and changing his clothes."