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"Your Highness!" Bassaros was the head of the prince's guard, but now he was the so-called 'private' in the first platoon of the first company of the third regiment of the 'Dawn Light', and he actually received a suit of armor----- if silk could also be considered armor.

"What?" Liam was nibbling on a piece of dry combat ration, according to the sergeant in their platoon, it was made by dwarves with heads as 'hard' as stones, Liam never thought that dwarves could make anything to eat other than wine, but it didn't take much to fill people's stomachs with some yellowed dough pieces, and Liam seemed to taste the meat oil, although not very good, but as dry food, it was already very good.

"His Majesty the King is still in Windy Valley Village, are we ------"

"What can thirteen of us, Bassalos, do for my father?" Liam raised the dry food in his hand. "My father needs food, he needs weapons, he needs manpower, and the only thing he doesn't need is me, Bartharos, because we can play a more important role here, a good role for Gilneth."

"What does it do?" Barsaros is a qualified warrior, very qualified, so he will only think with the mind of a warrior, and Liam, he is the prince of Gilneys, the future king, so, he can't think with the mind of a warrior, if Benny is here, Benny will definitely tell him, ass, decide the head.

"We need more powerful weapons, Barsaros." Liam knew his captain of the guard, so he tried to explain it in the most straightforward language possible. "For example, the musket in your hand, what do you think of your musket?"

"This is a gift from the Light, Your Highness." Barsaros raised his head and looked at Naru, who was like a god in the distance------No, that is a god, the embodiment of the Holy Light, he still has a feeling of dreaming, the incarnation of the Holy Light has really come, giving them great power to defeat the demons.

"In fact, they were invented by mortals, just like the shotguns you once used." Liam tossed the last piece of bread into his mouth and poured a large mouthful of water, feeling them swell in his stomach and banish the hunger.

"We need these weapons, Bartharos, and we need soldiers like them, soldiers who can defeat those demons." Liam looked not far away, the soldiers of the 'Dawn Light' were putting away the 'uniform' they had just changed, and then changing into a new 'uniform' that was exactly the same, according to the sergeant major, it was to prevent the magic circle on the uniform from being damaged, and they didn't have time to check them one by one, so they each had three combat uniforms, and when a battle was over, they would change their uniforms and hand them over to a department called 'logistics' to sort out and overhaul, and Liam also received those uniforms, they belonged to ' One of the individual combat equipment', like a musket in his hand.

"I think I understand, Your Highness the Prince."

"Gilneth has been targeted by the Burning Legion, so we need to make a change." Liam stood up and picked up his belt, which had two space bags, which Liam cherished because the sergeant major had told him that they would be enough for him to buy a house in Stratholme, where land was now scarce. "It starts with us."

Liam looked around, the thirteen members of the guard pair were here, this was his only remaining manpower, the sergeant major was very 'considerate' to arrange them together, he was their commander, the first sergeant------ because he killed more than ten demons in the charge, he was 'exceptionally promoted'.

"Liam!!" Captain Brudo's voice was like a roaring brown bear that could be heard throughout the camp, his stature was as generous as his voice, Liam felt that he was already strong, but the sergeant ------ that guy could wrestle with the demon guards, and Liam had witnessed that moment on the battlefield.

"Sir!!" Liam Mari fastened his belt.

"This is what you want." Brudo threw a book, his face was very tough, his unshaven beard made half of his face black, his lingua franca had a little different accent from Liam, which was almost inaudible in normal times, but it would be exposed when he roared, Liam had heard others say that it was the accent of the kingdom of Stormgard, Brudo was a descendant of the nobility of Stormgard, and when the kingdom of Stormgard was destroyed by the orcs, he was already a soldier of the Alliance------ Liam couldn't tell that he was so old.

"You can't destroy it, you can't circulate it to anyone else------ except them." Brudo gestured to the guards around him. "It's the same with you, this thing is one of the secrets of the 'Dawn Light', if you let them know that this thing is known to people outside the 'Dawn Light'------ believe me, you won't want to know the consequences, those guys don't have to be much softer in their methods."

Liam turned the pages of the book with some excitement, 'Anger Cultivation Manual'.

Anger, its meaning to a warrior is like an arcane to a magician, the holy light is to a paladin, it is the embodiment of the warrior's soul, the source of strength, you are a warrior if you don't pick up a sword, only those who have mastered anger can be a warrior.

Thousands of years since our ancestors discovered rage, there are still very few warriors who can use it to fight, but now, Dawn Light seems to have put together a set of proven methods to help warriors master how to use rage in battle.

"You've all mastered your anger, but it's still far from being flexible, this book can help you, but don't expect to use it to become a strong man like a great lord, it's up to you, not a book." Brudo tossed Liam another hilt of his sword. "The HLII-type blade has more power output, but the hilt is twice as heavy, I think you are a good fit."

"Thank you, sir!"

"We'll be out in five minutes." Brudo turned.

"Sir, do I know where you're going?"

"There is no destination." Brudo pointed to the east. "Our goal is to the east, spread out in ranked units, and carry out a carpet search----- if you don't understand what a 'carpet search' is, you have it in your tactical manual, and no one will teach you for a while."

"Understood! Sir! ”

Liam felt that he had begun to get used to thinking with the head of a non-commissioned officer of the first rank of 'Dawn Light'.