On the morning of the 28th of June, a large transport Magic Car quickly passed by a plain on the northern border of the Kingdom of Ruhr before slowly stopping in front of a valley.
The commander of the Saint Joan Regiment, one of the ten elite regiments of the Kandla Empire, Romon Legel jumped out of the passenger seat of the large transport Magic Car in the middle. He habitually rubbed his butt, but he found that his butt didn't feel any pain at all. He couldn't help turning to look at the soft cushion in the passenger seat before curling his lips.
"It really is more comfortable sitting in this thing. It's a pity that those stubborn old fellows aren't even willing to admit this fact, it really is pitiful."
After muttering this, Legel waved his hand and called over an adjutant.
"Send some scouts to check the situation in the valley in front, make sure there aren't any ambushes."
The adjutant left with this order and after a while, a small team of scouts quickly rode over.
Although the Kandla Empire's military had begun to reflect after their two defeats against the Kingdom of Ruhr, placing importance on the military magic machines that most people didn't care about before, the Kandla Empire's military headquarters had a very deep tradition and all the armaments were related to the interests of many people. There was a lot of pressure to change, so it had always been a very troublesome problem for the army to change their equipment.
Moreover, the Kandla Empire's military headquarters had over five hundred thousand soldiers, so it was impossible for them to change their equipment all at once.
Adding in the fact that the New Flyer's production capacity had always been low and the military magic machines had always been strictly controlled, the Kandla Empire's military headquarters hadn't been able to purchase enough military magic machines to equip their regiments.
In the past few years, the Kandla Empire had obtained some military magic machine technology from the New Flyer and had embarked on the path of self-development. They had indeed developed a series of military magic machines based on the military magic machines sold by the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce and had entered the stage of mass production.
With these things, the Kandla Empire had the confidence to fall out with the New Flyer.
But this was far from enough to satisfy the large demands of the army headquarters, so the large armies of the Kandla Empire were in a strange state. The traditional bows, spears, war horses, horse carriages, and other things were mixed in with the new military magic machines and the large transport Magic Cars, making it look very chaotic.
This was something that could not be helped. The military could not satisfy the needs of all the legions, so they could only distribute a little based on the situation.
"Heh, only that idiot Antusor would refuse to change his old ideas. In the end, he's dead now, not even his bones are left …"
Thinking of this, Regor's lips curled into a contemptuous smile.
In the Candra Empire's army headquarters, there were quite a few people like Count Antuso who refused to accept new things and still insisted on the old ideas of war. They were called the old school by people like Reger who were willing to accept change and they were called the new school.
Before this, when the old school compared to the new school, the old school had the advantage.
But this time, after Count Antusor's Brilliant Regiment was almost wiped out, the old school lost their voice and the new school quickly took control of the military headquarters. In the army sent to attack the Kingdom of Ruhr, most of the new school officers were the new school officers.
Regor was the most active of the new school officers. This time, he took the initiative to ask the military headquarters to lead the Saint Joan Regiment as the main force of the third front army, invading the Kingdom of Ruhr from the north.
If it was a traditional old school officer, although they would be vigilant in a valley like this and send out scouts to see if there was an ambush, they definitely wouldn't be as careful as Regor, sending out scouts two kilometers away from the valley.
If the old school officers knew about this, they would laugh at Regor for being too cowardly.
However, Regor was very clear that he didn't choose this distance because he was cowardly, rather it was because he knew that the Kingdom of Ruhr's army was equipped with large amounts of Magic Cannons.
The range of the Magic Cannons was easily over two kilometers, or even three kilometers.
Even at this distance, it wasn't 100% safe.
So in order to make sure there weren't any problems, Regor had to be a bit more careful.
Watching the scouts climb up the cliffs on both sides of the valley, Regor couldn't help shaking his head and cursing.
"Damn, those stingy people at the military headquarters, why aren't they willing to buy Magic Airships?
If I had several dozen ….. Oh, no, even if it was just a single Magic Airship, it would be fine.
I could just send the Magic Airship over to take a look, why would I need to go through all this trouble and send scouts … … "
Regor suddenly turned to look at the center of the army. There was a magnificent horse carriage that was very conspicuous in the middle of a group of soldiers, looking very out of place.
In the horse carriage was the leader of the Saint Joan Army's magicians, Great Magician Yale who was a Fourth Grade Great Magician.
Regor hesitated a bit before quickly walking to the side of the horse carriage.
"Your excellency Yale, can I ask you to make a move?" Regor respectfully asked the person in the horse carriage.
Although he was the commander of the Saint Joan Army, the magician system was independent of the army and wasn't under the control of the army headquarters.
Not to mention that Great Magician Yale was a Fourth Grade Great Magician, one of the top magicians in the Kandla Empire other than the nine Great Magicians. His position was even higher than the commander Regor.
The curtain of the horse carriage was opened and Great Magician Yale's wrinkled face was revealed.
"Make a move?" Great Magician Yale slightly knit his brows with a doubtful look.
"We haven't met any enemies yet, what do you want me to make a move?"
Regor revealed a smile and explained, "It's like this, your excellency Great Magician, I'm worried that the enemy has set up an ambush in front of us. There might be a magic trap, so I hope you can use your magic to see if there are any magic traps in the valley ahead."
Great Magician Yale leaned out of the horse carriage and looked at the valley in the distance before knitting his brows again.
"Didn't you send scouts over?"
"The scouts can only see if there are any ambushes, they can't find any magic traps." Regor shook his head.
"Then there's no need for me to personally go, right?"
Great Magician Yale waved his hand with an impatient look. He looked back and with a flick of his finger, a flame red light shot out and landed on a normal looking horse carriage in the back.
After a while, a young magician around thirty years old wearing a magic robe flew over.
"Great Magician Yale, do you have any orders?" The young magician respectfully asked Great Magician Yale.
Great Magician Yale pointed at the valley in the distance, "Go and see if there are any magic traps in there. Our Sir Army Commander is not assured."
Regor's expression slightly changed, but he still nodded and said to the young magician, "That's right.
Other than that, I hope you can investigate the situation around the valley. Do you understand what I mean? "
For a young magician who was only a Seventh Grade Magician, Regor didn't need to be polite.
The young magician naturally wouldn't refuse like Great Magician Yale, so after a sound of acknowledgement, he flew into the valley.
"Sir Army Commander, I understand your cautiousness, but isn't your current performance a bit too careful?" Great Magician Yale suddenly said.
Regor cursed in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face as he replied, "In the army, there's nothing wrong with being a bit more careful."
Great Magician Yale shook his head, "You really aren't as domineering as the other soldiers I've seen, they ….."
"Hong — —"
A violent explosion suddenly came from the distance, interrupting Great Magician Yale's words.
Both of their faces changed as they looked in the direction of the explosion. They saw a cloud of smoke and dust rising from the valley in the distance, accompanied by flames. It looked like there had just been an explosion.
"This ….." Great Magician Yale's expression was a bit ugly.
He had just been criticizing Regor for being too careful, but now there was an explosion in the valley. This was simply a slap to his face.
Regor didn't have time to care about what Great Magician Yale was thinking at this time. He carefully looked at the valley in the distance and his expression changed.
After the explosion, large rocks kept falling from the cliffs on both sides of the valley. The rumbling sounds didn't stop and from time to time, there would be a series of explosions, causing even more large rocks to fall.
In the blink of an eye, the ten meter wide path in the valley was filled with countless large rocks, completely blocking the path.
"Great Magician Yale, I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to make a move this time." Regor said with a bitter smile.
"Un?" Great Magician Yale didn't dare directly refuse this time, so he raised a brow in response.
"Other than you personally making a move, I don't think anyone else has the ability to clear a path from there.
Moreover ….. I'm worried that there might be other traps inside. "
Great Magician Yale looked at the situation in the valley and silently nodded.
The place they were heading towards was surrounded by a mountain range. Within a radius of 50 kilometers, there was only one valley that they could pass through. If they didn't take this route and took a detour, it would take at least a few more hours. That would seriously delay their timing.
To clear a path from the collapsed valley, normal magicians naturally couldn't do it. Only a Great Magician like him could do it.
"Alright, I'll go take a look at the situation first.
If there aren't any traps, send some people over. I need people to help clean up the mess. "
"Alright."
Great Magician Yale said this before his body trembled and he flew into the air, quickly flying towards the valley in the distance.
When he was halfway there, there were several fire red lights that cut through the sky from both sides, flying towards the Saint Joan Army.