By the end of April, after Velin's training, the Third Camp and Fourth Battalion of the Defense Force's Tenth Army had gained some combat capability. However, the main fighting force was still his own Star Prayer Camp and Fifth Battalion. As for the troops sent by the five Barons, they were little more than a Logistics Unit and miscellaneous labor.
With Defense Forces being established across the region, the chaotic situation gradually stabilized, and the desolate trade routes slowly came back to life.
On the Gray River Valley Plains, a thousand-strong Dwarf force occupied the camp of an Ogre tribe. The Ogres had not been wiped out; they had fled with their buckets long before the Dwarves arrived.
The Dwarf force paid no attention to these Monster Clans. Their purpose was to enter human territory, not to clear out Monster Clans here.
"The liege lord's order is for us to probe Qixing Territory."
Inside a cave, a burly Dwarf standing four feet tall wore a grave expression. He gripped the silver rubble hammer at his side and relayed the orders of the one they served to his subordinates.
"My lord, why would the liege lord issue such an order?" a Dwarf officer asked in confusion. As a soldier, he knew he should not question orders, but attacking Qixing Territory was no different from throwing their lives away.
"A shipment belonging to Marquis Dalag vanished nearby, and Qixing Territory is the only force in the area capable of doing it. The liege lord has ordered us to investigate. It is an order, and we must carry it out." The Dwarf general felt bitter inside, but he had no choice. This was the command of the one he served.
He also knew that his liege lord, Viscount Stonehammer, would never issue such