"The captain of the 1,000-man team is about to have a pre-war meeting, so remember to bring the team flag when the time comes. Bédrick gave Richard a word of advice and hurried away, this time he brought a full eight hundred elite light cavalry and fifty tiger guards, and as the captain of the brigade, he also had to go back to prepare for the meeting.

"Got it. The lord walked into the camp.

There is a long-standing problem for different formed units to get together, that is, chaos will inevitably arise. Energetic soldiers will argue over everything they can argue about, including but not limited to the division of garrisons, logistical supplies, and even the distribution of pits and pits

However, this time the regiment was quite well prepared, the garrison had been clarified in advance, and even the barracks had been set up in advance, and the piles of firewood under the wooden shed were full.

The carriage was parked in the open field, and it was easy to complete the stationing without much effort.

A discerning person can tell at a glance that there is either a very experienced chief officer or a very careful staff officer.

"I'm going to have a meeting, Hurt, and you take everyone to lunch. Richard pulled out a roll of cloth from the logistics wagon, unfolded it and held it up with a spear, which was the "Ripper" flag of Alpine Fort.

This flag was designed by Richard himself, he was well-informed and aesthetically not bad, the original plan was to open the dragon's chest in the demon's hand, focusing on highlighting the dragon's pain and the demon's hand's hideousness, and the olive leaf pattern should be locked with gold thread around it, so as to show a bit of the "war for peace" philosophy and appear literate.

The idea was not bad, but the women who could only do rough work said that it was impossible to do such a complicated way, so the design was repeated and simplified, and the final product was a red coarse cloth bare embroidered with a clenched demonic hand. Due to the fact that the women of the people were inexperienced in fine needlework, the work was slightly distorted, and the carriage was stuffed with crumplors for several days, which made it look a little like chicken feet.

............

An abandoned house that has been slightly renovated to serve as a legion headquarters is surrounded on all sides by plain rock walls, with little extra decoration other than being spacious and sturdy.

The lord came on an empty stomach, and he thought that the pre-war meeting was just to eat and drink at public expense. As a result, when I opened the door of the house and walked in, I felt the smell of sweat that had been covered for an unknown amount of time mixed with the heat wave, and my appetite disappeared completely.

A huge topographic sand table in the center occupies at least half of the entire room, and the rest of the space is densely packed with dozens of chairs, which are already sitting, and there are all kinds of people and flags at a glance.

Before the meeting officially began, the captains of the Dragon's Claws were communicating with each other noisily, and these middle and high-ranking officers were no more elegant than the ordinary market, and the sound came and went as if they were about to tear down the roof, and no one would question it just by listening to the movement and saying that it was a vegetable market.

Bédrick had already sat down inside, and when he saw Richard covering his face, he smiled directly. The lord glanced at it and found that there was just such an acquaintance, and there happened to be an empty seat next to him, so he unceremoniously squeezed all the way over and sat down.

"Richard, did you pick up such a broken flag from the garbage?" Bederick reached out and flicked the Ripper flag twice.

"We made it ourselves. The lord pinched the flagpole with all his might, and easily plunged the sharp tail deep into the soil from his feet, successfully freeing his hands.

Seeing this, Béderick immediately handed him the flagpole, and after a moment the two of them sat down in their chairs together and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go back and change the flag. Bédrick suddenly whispered to Richard.

"Why?" Richard also pondered that he would wait for the women's skills to improve in the future, and slowly fill in the omitted parts.

"Look at those people. Bédrik lifted his chin and pointed at the other captains.

The lord turned his head and looked around, only to realize that each of them was carrying a team flag. But often I sit on a chair empty-handed, and there is a guard standing behind me holding a flag.

When I first came in, there were too many people, and the lord didn't notice it, but now I feel that it is really majestic and magnificent.

There were only two kind-hearted people who came in carrying a flagpole by themselves, one was the lord, and the other was smiling beside him.

Richard couldn't help but regret that he didn't bring Gunther to fill the façade, and although the captains were obviously following the principle of being as tall as possible in selecting their standard-bearers, there was really no one who could reach the height and size of the Gangbarbarian.

"After the meeting, all the flags will be paraded with the honor guard. Bédrick whispered, "When the time comes, other people's military flags are so gorgeous and magnificent, and it is a shame for you to take them out." ”

"And this?" Richard raised his flag and looked at the "chicken feet" and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

To be honest, although the Dragon's Claw is an old elite legion, it is impossible for each of the various brigades under its jurisdiction to be satisfied with the glory of history, dazzling achievements, or honor, at least the same. But a man who wants a face and a tree that needs bark, and a hundred pounds of ability to blow out a thousand pounds of cattle is not only vanity but also a real need to boost morale.

Therefore, even a very ordinary third-rate army will strive to make the team flag look better within the scope of their ability. Driven by this tradition, each of the team flags present has a long history, each side is profound, and each side is well-embroidered.

Apart from......

Richard glanced up at the chicken feet that had been worked overnight last week, and reached out to tear off a hemming thread with a blank face.

"And how are you?" he suddenly felt that he might have another brother in trouble, and hurriedly asked as if he had grabbed the last straw.

"See. Derick's face was beaming, and he reached out and pushed the flagpole hard.

The bouncy wooden flagpole suddenly began to sway back and forth, and even the flag that had been falling and drooping could be displayed in full view.

"Ho, that's right. "Richard's heart is like ashes.

This side of Béderick may not be the most prolific present, but nine times out of ten it is the most expensive. On the blue and yellow flags, there is an embroidered tiger head with a bloody mouth.

The lines are smooth, the details are vivid, and even the hair is delicate, and at first glance, it almost feels like you want to jump out and choose someone to eat. Obviously from the hands of the master, in comparison, the cost of precious pigments and Far Eastern silk can be ignored.

"Don't say it, don't say it, the Legion Commander is here. ”

Within a few breaths of the tumultuous room, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Richard looked up at the other side of the sand table, where a middle-aged man in light leather armor had just entered through the door. He should be between thirty and forty years old, which is the golden age for both physical strength and experience as a soldier.

Although he was dressed in a military uniform, he could still clearly feel that the scholar's temperament was strong, and he could even be described as gentle and elegant.