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Kislov, the northernmost order force in the old world, is known as the "shield of civilization". They migrated from the Kurgan steppe to this place about a thousand years ago. They established this piece of land in an ice field and desert. A country in ice and snow.

Since its establishment, Kislov has faced the threat of chaos. Because of this, the entire country has always been under the background of high pressure and military violence. The people of Kislov have few civilians other than aristocrats who can achieve it in a true sense.” Even so, this country and its people still stand in the northernmost part of the old world.

The courage of this country and the people here is as terrible as chaos.

After the Great Jihad, Kislov was re-established, and the empire also sent more troops to assist Kislov in guarding the northern border. The Austerland and the Ostmark Alliance were closely related to Kislov. As long as the northern Chaos forces change, these two imperial provinces will immediately reinforce them. The extreme pressure that Kislev faces makes the farmers willing to endure some additional taxes and levies, as long as the kingdom’s defenses can be strengthened. Similarly, the huge military pressure also means that Kislov’s aristocratic "boyars" will consciously abolish some excessive and unpopular taxes to ensure that the living standards of local residents and their troops will not be too bad. , The empire also often supports Kislov with food and other supplies.

"The southerners look down on us and think that we are a group of barbarians, not much different from those barbarians, but you should feel fortunate! If it were not for us, the northern barbarians would burn your homes and drag your children out of the bed. Go! Without us, you will always face the erosion of chaos! Do you look down on us? You should thank us!"

Marshal Kieslov Konev

In Kislov, there are three armies claiming to be the most elite ace troops. They are the Klim Guard responsible for defending the capital of Kislov, the Kislov Bear Cavalry blessed by the bear **** Ursun, and the entire old army. The world's Kislov Winged Cavalry Corps.

The original intention of the establishment of the Winged Cavalry Corps was to allow Kislov to have a strong heavy cavalry unit. Therefore, all the noble families in Kislov were required to send at least one adult male cavalry. These noble cavalry came together to form The winged cavalry corps, their fighting will is fanatical, they thrust their wings or flags into the enemy's position with terrible howling like a whirlwind, and the unique tactic of the winged cavalry is to suddenly turn the whole team to attack, which makes many armies suddenly be defeated. Defeated, by virtue of their great military exploits, the wing cavalry troops quickly became famous throughout the old world.

When it was first formed, the Wing Cavalry Corps had about two thousand people. Today, after nearly two hundred years of development, the Wing Cavalry Corps has about 4000-4400 people.

So can Kislov afford this heavy cavalry unit?

Obviously, the answer is that it cannot be supported. Therefore, since the establishment of the Wing Cavalry Corps, with the exception of the port city of Olengrad, which can support 200-300 Wing Cavalry, most of the Wing Cavalry are used as mercenaries under the Empire. Earn maintenance fees for yourself.

"Felix Edmundovich, the former Kislov winged cavalry "Dzerzhin" legionary general. He has made great achievements in a series of battles. He also participated in the former Tsar Boris Bokaha. During the war, Felix was determined and stubborn in fighting style. He led the Wing Cavalry Corps alone to wipe out the chaotic remnants and barbarians lurking in the Kislev wilderness. The warrior, the greenskin and the beastman, he fought day and night, chasing the enemy until dark and then stopped. When it was dark the next day, he had already stepped on his horse and was ready to continue fighting."

"In this way, Felix fought hard for three months, and finally completely cleared all the enemies in the Troll Kingdom north of the Linsk River. They were given the nickname "Felix of Steel"!" Amancio introduced loudly. The former General Kislov, the president even took the initiative to stand up: "I firmly believe that General Felix and his wing cavalry brigade will definitely be able to help you, Lord Fogen!"

"Hello, General Felix." Fogen has always respected such a tough soldier. He also stood up and seriously moved towards the General Kislov, who seemed to be less than 40 years old. Showed respect.

Felix wore a standard Kislov military cap. It looked a little funny in such a hot weather. The general carefully identified the tall figure in front of him. A handsome man like a barbarian, after confirming that there is no hypocrisy or ridicule in the other's eyes, he nodded politely: "Hello, and, please don't call me a general. I have been expelled from the country by His Majesty Catalyn. I am no longer a general of Kislov!"

"No, you will always be a general. Your burning eyes, your steel will, your firm posture, and your subconscious actions tell everyone that you are still a general." Fukun Seriously shook hands with Felix: "Can you tell us what happened? Why did that female president...the king expelled you from the country?"

"Because the Winged Cavalry Legion is the sword of the kingdom, the wings of freedom, not the sword of her czar or the wings of the Bokaha royal family!" Felix's expression was as hard as steel, and as stubborn as a stone in a pit: "This is already This is the third time I have been exiled! But I will not regret it!"

"Please take a seat." The businessman Amancio motioned for Felix to take his seat. With a comprehensive smile on his face, he stood up and motioned for the general wing cavalry to take his seat, and then greeted the waiter: "Get that up!" "

"Yes!" The waiter went down, and soon they brought a special kind of food.

At first glance, what came up was ordinary bread, but the bread was surprisingly big, nearly thirty centimeters in diameter and two kilograms in weight. It was packed in a large cloth bag, and Amancio said with a smile. : "General Felix, try it. I don't know your taste, but I can guarantee that it's the original taste."

"This is... Leba?!" The Wing Cavalry General's eyes widened, and he checked it carefully: "This is the real Leba! Or the big Leba!"

Being able to eat the food from his hometown, the steel-like general finally squeezed a smile.

"Yes, I imported this from Olengrad, I hope you like it." Amancio said to Fogen, Hadrian and others: "Please also try, Kislev's specialty food. Bar."

Everyone continued to eat.

Faugan kept his eating gracefully, while listening to Felix's story, understanding why he was expelled, why this highly accomplished wing cavalry general was deported and deprived of the title of general.

The Wing Cavalry has been destined to not receive enough military salary since its birth. The meager salary and supplies that the Tsar can issue cannot even maintain equipment and horses. Therefore, the Wing Cavalry often uses 300-500 cavalry as a brigade. As a mercenary in the old world, earn maintenance fees for yourself.

All wing cavalry armies have one marshal and several generals, although theoretically the most elite wing cavalry regiment is the "Gryphon Legion", because at the time, the wing cavalry marshal Budjoni killed a griffin in the mountains on the edge of the world and used it. Feathers decorate their wings.

The current winged cavalry marshal is called Romanov, a knight of the pinnacle of legend, the Griffin Legion is currently tuned under the hand of Emperor Karl-Franz, fighting as a mercenary.

All the wing cavalry vowed that as long as the Kingdom of Kislov is facing a crisis, they will return to Kislov and fight to defend the kingdom. They are proud that they are from Kislov and they think that they are one of the kingdoms. Sword and proud.

But the contradiction also arises from this.

"The wing cavalry has always had a glorious and long tradition of independence. We are the sword of the kingdom, not the sword of the tsar. But since the death of Egil, the military pressure from the barbarians has been reduced a lot, so the old things of His Majesty Catalyn are brought up again." Felix ate Leba, his voice was a little hoarse: "She hopes to return the wing cavalry under the control of the Tsarist family. She promised to treat us kindly, but this is not what we want."

"You are loyal to Kislov, not to the Bokaha royal family." Fogen immediately understood the reason for Felix's deportation.

"We are only willing to confront the evil, and will not act against our own compatriots." Felix nodded, and when he said this, he sighed: "Because my opposition is the most determined, this is the third time I have been expelled from the country. "

"What if the kingdom is in danger?" Fukun asked calmly.

"Then I will set off again and return to Kislov, with my wing cavalry!" Felix's voice was as hard as a giant rock on the northern permafrost: "Kislov will fight evil to the last moment. Until Kislov’s last child swallows his last breath!"

"Very good!" Fugen nodded, and his last doubt was eliminated: "So, what are your conditions?"

This is the beginning of the price tag.

Fogen needs a strong heavy cavalry force, very much. If Felix and his three hundred winged cavalry can be hired, this is a great addition to the Ash Legion, because except for a small number of lizardmen In addition to the cold lizards given, the Ash Legion has always been troubled by the lack of cavalry units.

"The conditions have always been normal, but... I have a request." Felix was a little embarrassed. He is a soldier. For soldiers, asking for help is really a bad thing: "Your Excellency Fukun, I heard that you and Duke Moussilon, Ryan Makado are brothers?"

"Yes, we are brothers." Fogen nodded. He didn't intend to hide this, and he planned to stay in Estalia and Tyrell for another month at most, and then he would immediately rush to cloth. Letania.

"It's like this, Your Excellency Faugan, I have a group of deported special prisoners and a group of war orphans, hoping to be taken in and sheltered." Felix pleaded in a low voice: "We don't have the ability to settle so many. People, Mr. Amancio has no way to help us, so I need your help."

Kislov is indeed a very magical place, where it is a tradition for "special prisoners" to be deported and exiled. Many aristocratic children feel honored by being imprisoned by the Tsar, and generals like Felix He was ashamed of shaking hands with the Czar’s guard Krim,

"How many people are there?" Fukun asked.

"Probably... more than a thousand. They are all victims of persecution in the country, and there are war orphans. Kislov is unable to feed them. We can't find a way in the empire. I need your help. I can promise. , They are not criminals, but... they have different opinions." Felix said seriously: "Musilon is hiring recently, can you recommend us?"

"If there is no problem after inspection, I will consider it." Fukun did not immediately answer, he did not even make a promise: "Other than that, what else?"

"No more." Felix shook his head.

"When will you and your wing cavalry join us?" Fogen then asked the question he cared most.

"As long as these people are properly placed, my 315 winged cavalry and I can join you immediately." Felix stood up and saluted a standard military salute: "You can identify by yourself, I Not a second word, I just hope you can treat them kindly."

"I'm not talking about hiring, but joining." Fukun's voice was light and light.

"I'm talking about joining, Your Excellency Fogen. I think what you need is joining." Felix's eyes sank, and the former general took off his hat. His hairline was already a bit back and deep. There is wisdom in his trapped eyes, and a certain power that will never let him surrender: "Can you accept it?"

"So... happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

When the two hands are held together, it is considered an agreement.

Sitting down again, Fogen was satisfied with the result. The combat effectiveness of the wing cavalry was well-known throughout the old world. Now with the help of this army, the combat effectiveness of the Ash Legion is bound to rise to a higher level.

"Mr. Amancio, is there any mercenary value in Estalia?" The terms were negotiated, and Fagan then asked Amancio: "I need more immediate combat power, money. not a problem."

"Nothing." Amancio smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This is Estalia, Your Excellency Fogen. We didn't have a particularly strong army. You should go to Tyrell."

"Tillyer?" Fogen was a little disappointed, but the Emperor's Son Gene Primarch was always able to perfectly control his emotions: "I wonder how many troops are willing to expedition with me in the Mercenary Land?"

"A major event happened recently in Tyrell. The famous Prince Milagrenno'Besiege' Pogil was assassinated in the famous large bath." Amancio nodded, and he took out a list: "Therefore , Several legendary mercenaries have lost their employers."

"'Cheetah' Leopold's heavy infantry regiment, leopard regiment."

"Milagrenno's marksman group."

"Dwarf Butcher Captain Deron Butcher Warband."

"And the famous Bronzino Rapid Cavalry Artillery Regiment."

Fogen took the list and nodded in satisfaction. These armies are mercenaries from the old world. If they can concentrate their power, they may be able to fight the Skaven.

"But I solemnly recommend these two teams." Amancio handed over a new list, with a smile on the face of the big businessman.

"From the Hobbit squad, the halfling led by Mute, and... the mysterious Arabi Djinn warlock!"

…………I am the dividing line where I can only make three wishes…………

At the same time, the old world, over the black mountains.

Anglang was riding his Hippogryph Nukelia flying here, and King Cleaver was clearly in a good mood.

"My nephew is about to be born. As an uncle, I can't be empty-handed."

"Go and see Tyrell, what good things do you have!"

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