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At this time, the sun was as hot as fire, and the blazing sun softened the ground, steaming out bursts of anxiety in the crowd.

Even the guy who was sleeping in the barracks was awakened by the news that came, was pulled out of bed by his colleagues, put on his clothes three or two times, and his helmet was still a little crooked, and he hurried to the training ground.

However, the inexplicable white-robed magician, the new prefect who had asked them to gather here, did not show up for a long time. They began to complain that some of the guys who hadn't woken up before they were standing crookedly, cursing at the damn alien magician.

"Quiet!" A majestic voice echoed in the training ground, "Look at your loose military discipline! Where are the Ionian soldiers? ”

Looking at the sudden appearance of Reginad in front of them, everyone couldn't help but rub their eyes, and then blinked vigorously, no one dared to believe their eyes, the last second in front of them was still an empty training ground, and now the young white-robed mage was actually standing in front of them.

"Listen, what I need is a soldier, a soldier who carries out orders, not a muttering lazy. I want you to assemble in ten minutes, and you will stand here. As for when I come, that's my business, for I am your chief! Don't let me catch anyone being lazy, I'm a magician, I can be ghostly, just like just now, no matter who it is, I will punish it severely! If any of you is dissatisfied, come and defeat me, and I will obey your commands. ”

With no one in the team answering, Reginard felt that this had at least some effect, though he also knew that as an alien magician, it would not be easy to "tame" these warriors who fought by muscle.

"Well, gentlemen, who are you in charge here?"

"It was Lord Zeroth."

"I know. What I want to ask is, who is his deputy? Reginad went on to say that it was often the adjutant who made the most decisions and made the most decisions, and it was easier to communicate with him than with Zeroth.

"It's Barton, Your Excellency."

"Which of you is Patton?" Reginald narrowed his eyes and swept his gaze over the training ground, and in the neat formation, a figure in armor stepped out of the ranks.

This man made Reginald's eyes shine, he was tall, his shoulders and arms were full of strength, he had long legs, and he wore a long sword at his waist. In the helmet, a pair of eyes, although not large, are as fierce as an eagle.

"I am."

"We don't have medics, we don't have stretchers, we have good doctors in the city, but the amount of herbs to treat wounds is too limited, I mean, compared to the cost of a war. What are your thoughts on these issues? ”

"Indeed, Your Excellency."

"I'm asking you what you're going to do, not your approval, Barton. Say your plans, there's nothing to worry about. ”

"Hmm...... Stretcher soldiers can be called up temporarily. There is no shortage of young men in the city who are willing to volunteer and contribute to the war, so there should be no need to put much effort into this. ”

"You'd be wrong, Patton, stretchers are just as important and dangerous as the men guarding the walls, but their weapons are only a dagger, and that thing is not as valuable for self-defense as psychological comfort. There are less than five days left, and you have to find someone to train them every day, and from tomorrow I will need them to run with stones until they are as tired as dead pigs! Because once the war starts, they are afraid that they will have to run all day...... Well...... Who is your best non-commissioned officer? ”

"Scar, he's brave and good at fighting, but now he's in the hospital."

"I see, I didn't put a hard hand on him, and I promised him that he would wake up before dark. Then send him to train these people, and he must be with them when they train and fight, so that they will understand how important the work is. Reginard said, his words racing and his mind racing.

"Yes, sir."

"There's no need to be polite when making a plan, if you have any objections or feel that something is inappropriate, I ask you to say it directly." Reginald smiled, a smile that looked harmless.

Barton smiled in return.

"The defenders of this city, I want you to divide them into groups of hundreds, with new recruits mixed with old soldiers, and commanded by an officer. It seems that there are less than 100 people present, so what is lacking will be filled by your lieutenants. Each group had to have its own name, and the name was decided by each team and voted on by the chief. Choose from the legends, you must have all heard of heroic legends, right? Otherwise, who would choose this goddamn profession! Reginad said with a smile.

yes, who would want to pursue such a career? A pawn of war, a profession of destruction, but the most dangerous innocent.

But the war in this world can never stop.

He shook his head and continued, "Choose the name of the hero, the name of the gods, anything, in short, it must be familiar, and it must make people feel the blood boiling!" Before tonight, I want you to put the list of this team in my hands! Do you understand? ”

"Tonight? Are you sure? More than a hundred names? Just choosing a name and remembering it in your head is troublesome enough, let alone arranging troops! Do you want to fill the deployment map with those damn long names? ”

"But it's very necessary," Reginard's tone eased, perhaps because the long list of deployments had really exhausted him, "I want them to know that they are the best warriors, and to make them proud of their warband, and let them stand on the walls with glory in their hearts, not depressed and waiting for death." Team Aatrox represents the invincible Ancient Sword Demon Aatrox, while the Ninth Brigade is nothing more than a number. Do you see the difference? ”

"Understood, Mr. Ashram."

"In the days that followed, I wanted them to practice non-stop, with regular training every morning and lots in the afternoon. I'm going to train them from those who don't know the difference between holding a sword and holding a fork into warriors who know how to fight. In order for them and you to understand the significance of this training, I have decided that the winning team in each training will be able to use the wine cellar in the officers' cafeteria for dinner. Losing teams don't have that chance. ”

He glanced at all the officers present, and his voice was raised: "Do you understand?" ”

"Understood, sir!"

"Excellent! Your vacation is over! Now, you're my bargaining chips. We have five days left to face Noxus, a militaristic state that has conquered countless peoples and city-states, the most fearsome army in the world, and the undefeated Du Qukao!

Reginald looked around at the people in the room, and the invisible aura overwhelmed the audience, even if they were from military backgrounds, they couldn't help but gasp.

"I'm going to bet on you, on the walls of Presidium, on this last city, on ...... My own life, in the hands of fate, for Ionia to buy a hope. ”

Also for Valoran's hope. He meditated in his heart.

"For Ionia!" The officers couldn't help but shout.

"Okay, now, disband!"

"Sir." Barton in front of him spoke.

"What's the matter?"

"I've heard your legend, Reginade. Even though you're a mage hiding behind a wall of flesh, I don't think you're like them. You've surprised me. You're definitely a war genius. ”

Reginard smiled wryly, looked at the scattered officers, and shook his head. "Actually, I don't want to."

Li Qing walked over to him, "Great job, but why don't you let me guide the training and let me train with them?" Reginard, you don't have to take everything on yourself. ”

Although he was blindfolded, he could not see anything. But in the time he had just come out of the officer's cafeteria, Rigginard's somewhat suppressed voice had revealed his condition. He heard the doctor warn him again that he had to rest.

But this guy's way of doing things hasn't changed at all.

"Because you are their hero, Li Qing, what you have to do is to boost their morale. And what I'm going to do is make them hate me. Let them hate me more than the Noxians, and hate this war even more. ”

There was the sound of light footsteps behind him, and the man took three steps and two steps, jumped, and jumped in front of Reginard, and saw the young magician with a straight face.

It's Irelia, dressed in a military uniform.

"Hey, don't keep a straight face. Rejoice, rejoice! She stretched out a cool hand and pinched his face, picking the corners of his mouth up, and the expression looked hideous and funny. Is there anything I need to do? She said.

"You are a civilian, not at my disposal." Reginard said.

"Now, I'm your bodyguard, responsible for keeping Lord Reginad Ashram safe." She said matter-of-factly, shaking her head.

"Guards?"

"That's right...... Last time I was in Sun Hunting Town, I almost killed you, and if I didn't repay you, I would have a bad conscience, so I specially asked Sister Karma to arrange an errand for me. ”

"Okay...... Reginald clutched his head speechlessly, "it just so happened that I remembered something very important and I just left it to you to complete." ”