Chapter 162: The Three Volunteers

Inside the commander's tent, in the main camp of the Star Wind Kingdom's troops stationed at the northern borders.

Commander Galleon was about to eat his lunch when he heard the messenger's voice outside the tent. "Commander, we got a letter from Roshire Plains! It was sent by the Mad Bear Corps!"

Hearing this, Commander Galleon narrowed his eyes.

Recently, he sent the Mad Bear Corps and the Swift Corps to head to Roshire Plains. Their task was to conquer the plains, but he knew that it was almost impossible considering the difference in numbers. Furthermore, the enemies stationed at the plains also had a half-step Void Tempering holding down the fort. Even Fredrinn and Lester wouldn't be able to beat that guy.

Galleon couldn't send more troops on their side since their main force was still keeping the enemies' main force in check. He planned to send a half-step Void Tempering realm martial practitioner to support them once the situation stabilized.

'This must be a letter from them requesting for reinforcements.' Commander Galleon thought to himself.

"Bring it in."

The messenger entered the tent and presented the letter to him.

Galleon took the letter and removed the seal.

He knew Fredrinn's handwriting and the one on the letter was different.

However, when he read the report of them defeating the Blue Mountain Army, Commander Galleon was shocked.

"That guy actually devised a plan to defeat the Blue Mountain Army and he even fought Markelle on his own!"

When he read the part about Fredrinn being seriously injured and even having his arm broken, Commander Galleon frowned. 'They won the battle, but Fredrinn didn't come out unscathed. It looks like it was a tough victory for them.'

Galleon burned the letter after reading its contents. He then looked at the messenger and said. "Summon all the corps commanders in the main camp! I have something important to tell them!"

"Yes, sir!"

An hour later, all the corps commanders stationed at the main camp gathered in the commander's tent.

After everyone arrived, Commander Galleon finally opened his mouth. "Everyone, I summoned you all here to inform you about two important things. Which one do you want to hear first? The good news or the bad news?"

"Let's hear the good news first." One of the corps commanders spoke.

Commander Galleon scanned their faces and said. "We have conquered Roshire Plains. I received a message from the Mad Bear Corps an hour ago. The letter also has their commander's seal so it should be reliable."

"Then that means we are only one step closer to conquering the Roshire Mountain!"

"This is good news!"

The corps commanders were excited, but they quickly shut their mouths when they realized that Commander Galleon wasn't happy.

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"Can you tell us the other news, sir?"

Galleon took a deep breath and responded with a heavy voice. "In this battle, the Mad Bear Corps lost fifteen thousand soldiers while the Swift Wind Corps lost over twenty thousand. This means almost half of the soldiers we sent died in the battle against the Blue Mountain Army. Furthermore, the worst part is that Fredrinn was seriously injured in his fight against Markelle Duskhill.

He is currently recovering and the letter didn't mention the gravity of his injuries."

Hearing this, everyone frowned.

Fredrinn was like a symbol of hope for them in this war. He only arrived at the frontlines recently, but his presence overturned the battlefield. He conquered two key locations and now he had conquered the third.

"That can't be! How did someone like him…" Vice Commander Nate couldn't believe it.

"It's the Black Flame General. He will be fine."

"Commander, we should send someone to verify his condition. We can't lose General Fredrinn now! A budding talent like him will become a pillar of the kingdom if he is given some time to grow. Please allow me to go there!" Vice Commander bowed his head deeply.

Commander Galleon was also worried about Fredrinn. He wanted to go there himself, but it might attract the attention of the Void Tempering powerhouses on the enemy's side. "Fine, but you will have to wait. The soldiers of the Mad Bear Corps will arrive soon with the defeated soldiers of the Blue Mountain Army. You can go with them after they deliver the prisoners."

Vice Commander Nate nodded. "I understand, sir."

"You only have fifty thousand soldiers with you. That won't be enough to defend the plains." Commander Galleon muttered as he dribbled his fingers on the table, seemingly in deep thought.

He knew that the news about Fredrinn's injury would soon reach the enemy's side. When that happens, another army will certainly be sent to Roshire Plains. Without Fredrin's leadership, they wouldn't be able to defend the plains for long.

Galleon couldn't give it up. He didn't want to waste Fredrinn's efforts.

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"Commander, I'm willing to go with Vice Commander Nate." The one who had spoken was a bald middle-aged man with a gnarly scar on his left cheek that exposed his teeth. This made his voice sound strange and dreadful.

Everyone stared at him in surprise. This man was one of the few experts who had come from a poor background. He never involved himself with the members of the supreme households since he hated their guts.

"Ulric, are you sure about this?" Commander Galleon stared deeply at him.

"Yes, sir." Ulric nodded with an indifferent look.

"Alright, but we need one more volunteer. I fear that a larger army would attack the plains so we must send more troops to defend it."

"Commander, if we send too many soldiers there, the main camp will have fewer people to defend to defend it." One of the commanders suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, Galleon shook his head. "It's fine. If an enemy comes, they will die by my hands!" His voice was filled with killing intent.

The man who had spoken no longer dared to say anything. As long as Galleon was there, the main camp would be impenetrable!

"Commander, I'll go with them." This time, the one who had spoken was a middle-aged man with a bulging belly.

Everyone frowned when they looked at him. From their faces, it was obvious that they didn't like this fellow.

This man was a former merchant. He rose into position after bribing his way to the top. He also had ties with many powerful martial households so no one dared to be involved with him.

Galleon was silent for a moment before he nodded. "In that case, Ricky will be going with you two."

"Does anyone object to this?"

No one said anything. With that, the three people who would be sent to the plains had been decided.