"This kind of potion suitable for magicians to condense their spiritual power is not available in the Corps Headquarters. The fat corps commander said embarrassedly.

Magician?Condense spiritual power?What does this matter to me, a knight who cultivates fighting spirit, how did Angelina suggest this.

Or thinking of who the low-level non-commissioned officer of the two potions Locke heard from whom, the fat corps commander was ruthless, and said with difficulty, "This potion is also very good for the promotion of knights, but it is only available in the headquarters logistics office of the Eagle Legion, if you need it, I can get it for you." The fat commander looked like he had suffered a heavy loss.

Seeing that a corps commander looks like this, Locke still doesn't know that the 'Will Condensation Elixir' is a more precious existence than the 'Johnson Elixir', there is a cheap and don't take advantage of the bastard, miss this store, and don't know when he will be able to get this potion in the future, Locke gritted his teeth, did not hesitate to provoke the corps commander to hold a grudge, and decisively agreed, "Then thank you Lord George!"

Locke promised to be happy, but the fat man corps commander was bitter, he didn't just bleed this time, but cut a piece of his flesh. Even though he was so fat, it was nothing to lose two pieces of meat.

At night, the combined barracks of the Eagle Legion and the Lion Legion are lit up. Everywhere there were torches and patrolling soldiers.

With George as a corps commander taking the lead, of course, it was a green light all the way, and there were no inquiring soldiers asking how many people were crossing the barracks. The physique of the fat corps commander is his pass, and there may only be such an astonishing tonnage corps commander among the two major legions.

The fortress composed of 70,000 people is still very large, and along the way, there are continuous military tents, and the ten-meter-high military tents represent at least the military tents of a ten-person squad. In this way, there are at least 7,000 military tents here.

And of course, that's not all. A squadron leader like Locke also has his own small military tent.

In addition to the large military tents, Locke was impressed by the fortifications outside the military tents and the horse rejection. Several giant catapults and battering rams, which can only be held by a few people, are quietly docked in the corner of this huge military camp.

Locke was only passing through a small area, and he couldn't believe how many such siege weapons there were in the entire Eagle Legion and Lion Legion.

Rows of sharp and stout horses stood on the perimeter of the barracks, which was supposed to prevent the Charlotte merfolk in the besieged royal capital from breaking the net.

To encircle a large city with nearly 100,000 inhabitants, how many horses are needed, and how much manpower and material resources are needed to do so, Locke dare not imagine.

Locke used to be just an ordinary soldier, he had seen these things before, but he didn't think about it deeply, once he struggled every day was not to die in the battle the next day, once he only needed a black bread dinner, he could satisfy himself.

Now standing from the perspective of the squadron leader, and even next to Baron Kaidozi and even a corps commander talking and chatting, Locke couldn't help but see more deeply and think more long-term.

Perhaps seeing Locke staring intently at the rows of horses standing outside the barracks in the distance, George, the commander of the Fat Regiment, introduced: "It took a lot of effort to drive out 80,000 Charlotte slaves and a whole Eagle Corps logistics corps for a month. ”

The fat soldier commander couldn't stop revealing a sense of pride between his words, this is a giant city of 100,000, and it is surrounded by their fortifications and troops.

Locke was thinking of the 80,000 Charlotte slaves, outnumbered the Eagle Legion and the Lion Legion combined, and in this way, they were captured by the armoured and sword-wielding Faustan army. Is it the strength of Faustin's army, or the cowardice of the Charlotte character.

Locke's sense of distress is very serious, otherwise he would not have decisively joined the army before the food was eaten at home, giving his parents and sister a way to live. He is also a character who does whatever comes to mind, and the commander of the George Corps next to him is still chatting with Baron Kaidozi, while Locke is thinking about the improvement of his strength at this time.

He didn't want to be like the Charlottes who were enslaved by them, driven like cattle and sheep.

Since they all thought so, the next bamboo bar Locke was even more reasonable. George, the fat commander who was still bragging there, didn't realize that the next situation might be as simple as bloodletting and cutting flesh.

A shudder came suddenly, and the fat captain looked left and right, and saw that there was nothing unusual, and then boasted to Baron Kaidozi about his great achievements.

George discovered that Locke was a rather boring man who spoke very little, while his chief, Baron Kaidozi, was a good talker. George really became enthusiastic about Baron Kaidozi, and in his opinion, it was more cost-effective to befriend Baron Kaidozi than to befriend Locke, because after all, Locke was still a soldier under Baron Kaidozi.

Baron Kaidozi was very flattered by the enthusiasm of Captain George, his upper relationship was only Marquis Sandru, and the other nobles, he only met some at the last prince's dinner, but he didn't know him very well, just let others know that there was such a person as him.

The Fat Captain took the initiative to accost, so that Baron Kaidozi saw a threshold approaching the upper nobles of Faustin, Baron Kaidozi was not a talkative person to be honest, and those who knew him knew that this was an indifferent and rational nobleman.

But after being purposeful, Kaidozi's baron also changed from cold to talkative, and during the small talk with George, the two broke out into a hearty smile from time to time.

After a while, it was time to get to the place. The Corps Logistics Department of the Eagle Corps is no better than the Corps Logistics Department of the Second Corps. The magnificence here is much more courageous than that of the Second Corps.

The four-meter-high and six-meter-wide gate is more than a step wider than the small courtyard of the Corps Logistics Department.

It was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening, but it was still quite lively, except for a lot of people coming and going, and there were three or two carriages coming in and out of the gate from time to time.

Commander George stopped his joke with Baron Kaidozi and led Locke to the gates of the Eagle Legion's logistics office.

Although it was night, the light in the compound was surprisingly good, not only surrounded by torches, but also by several huge braziers in the center for lighting.

Commander George had been walking very quietly, but now it seemed to show his arrival and show his aura, and the ground shook even more when the corps commander walked.

Of course, the effect was achieved. Many of the soldiers or officers who saw Commander George's arrival came up to say hello. After all, Captain George is also the second high-ranking member of the Eagle Legion, except for the group of people who came down from the Legion Commander and Deputy Legion Commander.

Commander George seemed to enjoy this feeling of the stars and the moon, and only gave a faint "um" to the greetings of others to indicate that he knew, and then led Locke and the others to stride towards a warehouse-like place inside.

There are many warehouses here, and Captain George led them to a warehouse that was in a relatively remote location, but was surrounded by several torches and arrow towers.

A group of people in the logistics department looked at Locke and the others who were following behind Captain George. No one has ever seen these people, let alone Locke and Joshak, even Baron Kaidozi, with the old man Marquis Sandru as a backer, and they have not been to the legion logistics office a few times.

The warehouse is not as bright as the outside, and the light is relatively dim, so that people can't see what is there, but there are always soldiers who come out and go in pushing things like a small cart to transport goods, so that people know that there is still a lot of popularity in it.

In addition to the soldiers transporting goods, Locke also felt several obscure atmospheres here that far surpassed the logistics department of the corps, all of them were middle-level attendants and above, even if there were high-level attendants Locke, it was not surprising, after all, this was the logistics office of the Eagle Legion, the supply lifeblood of the entire legion.

Walked over to a pair of counters on the left side of the warehouse, "Pete, old Pete, you come out for me!" Captain George shouted at a curtain behind the counter, patting the counter on his own.

Without letting a few people wait for long, soon the curtain was lifted, and an old man with silver hair walked out from behind the curtain, the old man was very cleanly dressed and behaved meticulously, which reminded Locke of John the butler of Baron Kaidozi.

"What's the matter? It's so late, and you, Commander George, are still here. The silver-haired old man said to the fat commander with a smile.

"Of course I came here because of something!" the fat corps commander glared, but it was not the kind of intimidation, but there was a joking meaning, it seemed that he had a good relationship with the silver-haired old man.

"Anyway, what do you need?" said the silver-haired old man, Pete, who had brought George with the group behind him to receive the things.

"A 'Will Condensation Elixir'!" The fat on his face trembled a few times, and the fat corps commander said these words with difficulty.

The silver-haired old man's eyes widened, stared at the fat corps commander and said, "George, I haven't heard that there is a magician seedling in your family?" The silver-haired old man didn't add the word corps commander, but called George's name directly, and it seemed that his real identity was not much lower than George's corps commander.

The fat corps commander grinned awkwardly and explained, "This is to promote a junior with good potential~" George called Locke a 'junior', this is to tell Locke that when he is developed in the future, don't forget his 'elder'.

Pete looked at the few people behind George, and it was up to Locke, who was tender-faced, to take on the word 'junior', only Locke was under 30 years old.

After glancing at Locke a few times, as if to make a note of such a person, the silver-haired old man shook the bell and shouted into the curtain behind him, "Fina!

"Got it!" a female voice came from inside.

Soon, a blonde woman came out from behind the curtain, holding a small wooden box the length of a palm, and handed it to the silver-haired old man.

After the silver-haired old man got his hand, he didn't give it to George for the first time, but took out a notebook and handed it to Fina beside him, turned to George and said, "You have to think about it carefully, this means that your three-month fortune is gone!"

"Got it, got it, where is all this nonsense!" the fat captain waved his hand, interrupting Pete's next words, "I need to rely on that little money?" as if to save face, George said stiffly.

Thinking of what this corps commander's family does, Pete is also relieved, this is indeed a master who is not short of money.

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I had something to do in the afternoon and evening, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to update it in time, so I sent it in the morning today.