Lord of All: I have a troop editor

At this time, the rebels in Baifeng Territory had assembled.

Grand Duke Eric of Lanshi put on a full set of military uniforms, rode on the back of his mount, the Blue Crystal Flying Dragon, and waited quietly for something in front of the army. It was not until a distant flute sounded in the distance that his eyes suddenly opened.

He drew out the long sword from his waist, raised the sword high, and gave an order:

"All hands attack!"

Hundreds of thousands of troops immediately took action, moving from stillness to movement, and began to march towards the foot of Baifeng Mountain.

Dragon riders flew in the sky, cavalry galloped, and the army marched out. It was a magnificent and spectacular war scene, and all of this was carrying Eric's ambition to become king, taking him to the capital he had always dreamed of.

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At this time, the Wind Shaper Corps was in mourning. The commander-in-chief of the Corps, the leader of the Wind Shaper Swordsmen, and two dragon knights under the royal family were all gathered together.

The expressions on their faces were very heavy, because they had just learned that their greatest support, the chief wizard of the kingdom, the sanctuary wizard Master Kolotaf, had been assassinated under heavy protection.

Severely injured and in a coma, he could no longer preside over the release of forbidden spells. The 10,000 members of the Kingdom's Royal Mage Corps were now just 10,000 wizards.

Having lost their greatest deterrent weapon, the defenseless Wind Shaper Corps could never compete with the main road rebels of Grand Duke Lanshi.

This was a fact that everyone understood.

They were already prepared and no longer obsessed with tracking down who attacked Master Kolotaf, because it was no longer meaningful.

The arrival of a military intelligence also left them no time to think about other things.

"Report! Commander-in-chief, a large number of rebels are approaching us from the direction of Baifeng. It can be confirmed that the rebels of Duke Lanshi have been dispatched in full force!"

Several commanders looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little silent for a while.

After a moment, a dragon knight spoke to break the silence:"Everyone, make a decision, retreat back to the capital to defend, or face the enemy head-on here?"

This is a dilemma. If you retreat, there will be Baifeng Mountain and a large area of woodland behind you. The marching speed will definitely not be as fast as the rebels. You don’t need to think about it to know that the legion will soon be caught up by the rebels, and then chased and beaten all the way, without any ability to fight back. When you arrive at the capital, how many people will be left in this 100,000-man army?

Facing the enemy head-on is also a dead end, but it won’t be so aggrieved.

Soon, Musanmod Xifeng, the leader of the Wind Shaper Swordsman Corps, stood up and laughed heroically:"Retreat? Hahahaha! Stop joking! There has always been only the wind that moves forward, and there is no wind that flees in all directions! The Wind Shaper Swordsman doesn’t know how to defend the city, and the plain is our home court!"

"You escort Master Kolotav back to the capital, and we will fight this battle!"

Everyone was silent. Although they were reluctant to admit it, this was indeed the best way at the moment.

The 10,000 Wind Shaper Swordsmen were the soul of this legion. Only with the exclusive military formation in their hands could they fight against the rebel group of Grand Duke Lanshi and buy time for the retreat of other troops.

If the main force of the legion withdraws to the capital, there is still a glimmer of hope in the future, but the fate of the Wind Shaper Swordsmen who are left behind is predictable.

This legendary legion will be removed from the list after this battle!

Can the Wind Shaper Legion without Wind Shaper Swordsmen still be called the Wind Shaper Legion?

No one is willing to give this answer, but Howard, the commander-in-chief of the legion, must speak.

He just gave a heavy order:

"Musanmod Xifeng, leader of the Wind Shaper, listen up! I order you to lead all members of the Wind Shaper to take the initiative to attack the rebel army in the Trade Wind Grassland and stop them from continuing to march towards the capital!"

""Got it!"

Musanmod slammed his chest twice, then turned around and ran away without looking back.

Howard also tried not to look at the back of his decades-old friend as he left, and continued to shout orders:

"The rest of the troops, listen up! The entire army retreats!"

"Yes!"

Soon, the camp of the Wind Shaper Corps was torn into two.

One blew towards the grassland in the night wind, generous, heroic, and free as the wind; the other was like a firefly flying into the forest, sad, silent, carrying the last hope of this kingdom!

Legion Commander Howard knew that if they parted tonight, they would be separated by life and death!

But he also knew that no matter how reluctant he was, this was the fate of a soldier!

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Three days later, a battle report was urgently delivered to the capital, to the elderly king in the Sapphire Palace: At the end of August 4999 of the 37th Era of the Morning Light Calendar, 10,000 Wind Shaping Swordsmen of the Wind Shaping Corps blocked the 500,000 rebels of the Duke of Bluestone in the Trade Wind Grassland.

The two sides fought for two days and one night, and the Wind Shaping Swordsmen used their exclusive military formation, Wind Storm, to kill 80,000 elite rebels.

Later, they confronted the mixed military formation of the Grand Duke of Bluestone, the Iron Forest Formation, head-on. In the end, due to the fact that the size of the military formation was far inferior and the physical strength was exhausted, the military formation was broken. The leader of the Swordsmen Corps, Musanmod Xifeng, died on the spot, and the rest of the swordsmen were surrounded by the army, and eventually all of them died in battle!

Because of the sacrifice of the Wind Shaping Swordsmen, the rest of the Wind Shaping Corps, a total of more than 80,000 soldiers, successfully crossed the White Peak Mountains and will withdraw to the capital to garrison in the near future.

It is expected that within three days, the Bluestone rebels will be at the gates of the city.

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After reading the battle report, the old king closed his eyes in silence.

At the same time, Wu Wei's 200,000 troops also left the border area and rushed all the way to the capital.