The so-called "recruits", no matter how well they usually train, when they arrive on the real battlefield, they often can't play at a normal level because of nervousness, and it is good to be able to shoot normally. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This shows the benefits of the first opponent to pinch the soft persimmon, just like the football game, the first warm-up game before the tournament to find a good opponent to bully, abuse to find a feeling, by the way also to find confidence.

Li Mu walked three or four kilometers to the west before he met Will, who returned triumphantly.

It was indeed proud, Will rode Prometheus, leading a thoroughbred horse that was not inferior to Prometheus in height, and dragged a man with a cloak behind the horse, the guy staggered in the mud, and if he was not careful, he would be dragged to the ground, and every fall would attract merciless ridicule and ridicule from the surrounding cavalry.

The fellow was so exhausted that he couldn't get up after he fell, and the cavalrymen didn't get off their horses, so the two horsemen tied the guy's arm with ropes, and the two of them pulled the guy out of the mud like a turnip, and then continued to move forward step by step until the next fall.

"Wahahaha, Ream, I was going to leave a soup for the infantry brothers, but unfortunately these guys are too soft to wait for the infantry brothers to come up, so our cavalry will clean them up-" Will greeted Li Mu from a distance, saying sorry, but the expression on his face did not mean the slightest apology.

The cavalry gave face, and as soon as Will's words fell, the cavalry raised all kinds of weapons captured in their hands and cheered, which made Li Mu unable to get angry.

"Who is this guy?" Li Mu looked at the guy who fell into the mud again.

"What kind of viscount, the commander of this unit, this guy is a soft egg, as soon as the gun goes off, this guy still gets out of the army and turns around and runs, but he hasn't run away-" Will looked at the "Viscount" who was struggling in the mud with disdain, this kind of person is the most despicable on the battlefield.

"I am Viscount Elbiso of the Kingdom of Spain, my family will pay a ransom for me, and I demand the treatment I deserve-" Viscount Elbiso, who was once again plucked like a carrot, shouted loudly, and as soon as he shouted, he was whipped in the face by a knight: "Shut up, this is how you should be treated as a lord-"

The cavalry around them did not forget to mend their swords, and once again burst into laughter, and two of them laughed so much that they could not sit still on their horses.

"I'm from the Kingdom of Spain—" Viscount Elbiso, whose face was covered in mud, was unconscious, and looked at Li Mu in despair and muttered to himself.

"That's enough—" Li Mu raised his hand to stop the knight who was about to whip again, to this extent it was enough.

An era has the rules of an era, if you want to integrate into this era, you must abide by the rules of this era, and now there are still remnants of the knightly system of the feudal kingdom in Europe, and those who have titles do have the right to demand treatment that matches their titles, and those who are captured in war have the right to exchange money for their freedom.

What Li Mu wants is a strong combat force, this strength must not only be reflected on the battlefield, but also psychologically, this way of abusing prisoners can never cultivate a psychologically strong army, can only cultivate a tyrannical and psychopathic army.

In other words, the Spaniards' title system is quite good, and having someone like Viscount Erbiso sitting in the commander's position will reduce a lot of trouble for Li Mu's troops, and Li Mu doesn't want to kill a commander like Viscount Erbiso, and then replace him with a guy with real talent.

"Give him a bath, change into clean clothes, find him a horse, and take him back to Guantanamo." For the sake of the ransom, Li Mu decided to give this lord the treatment he deserved.

"You're in luck, boy—" Will didn't care, he got what he wanted anyway.

"Will, since these people were killed by your people, then you have to clean up this place, these corpses can't be violent corpse wilderness, this will lead to a large-scale plague, you don't need me to teach you what to do, right?" Li Mu did not forget Will who changed the military orders without permission, although those orders were given by Will himself.

"Shouldn't this be the task of the auxiliaries?" Will, who was still triumphant just now, was immediately dumbfounded.

Cavalry, how can they do such a thing as cleaning the battlefield?

Under normal circumstances, cleaning the battlefield is done by the people who accompany the army, and there will definitely be some windfalls when cleaning up the corpses, and those windfalls are the rewards for the people.

This job, to be honest, many people will rush to do it.

"No, that's your job." Li Mu was ruthless, Will's behavior of eating more and occupying more must be punished.

"Hmph, you're a communiqué personal vendetta-" Will was dissatisfied and directly exposed Li Mu's true face.

"Okay, then it's official, about the cavalry battalion's blatant disobedience to military orders-" Li Mu is as good as a stream, since the communiqué has a suspicion of retaliation for personal vendetta, then spread it out and deal with it as it should be.

"Stop, stop—" Will immediately coaxed, raised his hands in surrender and conceded defeat: "Let's clean up, let's clean up-"

"Hmph-" Li Mu sneered and turned the horse's head twice, only to see that the faces of Chu Xue and Gloria sisters were bloodless.

"Now you know why I didn't let you come." Li Mu was helpless, the battlefield after the bloody battle was not something that ordinary people could bear, and some adults couldn't accept it, let alone the three little girls who were not yet adults.

Li Mu doesn't care, Li Mu has seen a more tragic scene than this, and he has fought with people to the death, this kind of scene in front of him is pediatric for Li Mu.

"What's this—as long as you and Will can put up with it, we can put up with it." Gloria replied with a cold face, and it didn't seem to be a hard support.

It seems that Sandy is right, Gloria and Sandy are indeed not the ladies who can't see bloodshed, and with a father like Will, these two little girls can't use common sense.

"What about you?" Li Mu is not discouraged, there is still the first snow.

"What's this, when I was in the palace before, I didn't see people killed-" Chu Xue said softly, and she didn't lose her face.

Tsk, this little girl is really not simple.

Adrian was far worse than the three sturdy little girls, his eyes were straight and he was in a trance, and he was wobbly on his horse, staring at a headdress on Gloria's head.

"Hey, Adrian, Will is going to carry the corpse, aren't you going to help?" Li Mu deliberately provoked trouble.

Adrian subconsciously glanced at Will, and finally spit out with a "wow"-

No one laughed, but everyone didn't look at Adrian very kindly.

"Adrian, come here, act like a man—" Will couldn't look at it, and came over and carried Adrian away like a chick.

Li Mu sneered, not optimistic that Adrian could transform into a real man, and urged Wu Hu to return directly to Guantanamo, Li Mu had already seen the performance of the Guantanamo Infantry Regiment on the battlefield, and was as confident as taking a reassuring pill.

In the evening, Li Mu had dinner and ordered someone to bring Viscount Elbiso over.

I have to say that people with knighthoods are different, the well-groomed Viscount Elbiso is still more good-looking, there is no messy beard on the chin, only two mustaches under the nose, the beard is very neatly trimmed, the chin is slightly raised with a little arrogance, if you ignore the easily frightened eyes, worthy of the title of "lord".

"What do you call it?" Li Mu asked softly.

"Francisco-" Francisco looked at Li Mu in a daze, as if he hadn't come back to his senses yet.

"Francisco - Very well, introduce myself, my name is Ream, it's nice to see you here." Li Mu raised his hand and asked Francisco to sit down.

"Reem, you're Reem?" Francisco finally had a little spirit in his eyes, and his gaze at Li Mu was full of curiosity, and of course, there was hatred that could not be concealed.

"Yes, I'm Riem-" Although he tried his best to control it, Li Mu was still a little proud, it seems that his reputation has spread to Havana, wahahaha-

"You shameless war hyena, damned arms dealer, disgusting thief—" Francisco burst out and poured foul language.

"Shut up—" Mason behind Francisco roared and slapped Francisco in the face, knocking him to the ground with a chair.

"Oh oh, be kind to our friends, this is a lord-" Li Mu listened to the loud slap and looked at Francisco who was covering his face and sighed faintly.

Well played!

Li Mu decided to double Mason's salary from tomorrow.

Mason didn't speak, first gave Li Mu an apologetic smile, then dragged Francisco up from the ground, held up the chair and pressed Francisco on it.

"You see, as long as you don't talk nonsense, Mason is still friendly." Li Mu spread his hands and expressed helplessness, and his heart was very happy.

Do you really think that you can get the treatment you deserve by hanging the name of "lord"?

Don't be naïve, this is a war, let alone a small viscount, even if it is in front of the Prince of Asturias, Li Mu will not be polite when it is time to do it.

Of course, the crown prince is delicate and expensive, and he will definitely not go to Cuba to risk his life.

"First of all, I want to make it clear that I don't think your accusations are in line with the facts, in fact, as a businessman, as long as your price is enough, I don't mind cooperating with any of you, as for the 'thief' part, I think you know in your heart that with those troops of yours, even if you come a hundred times, your people will not be able to win, so I am not stealing the victory from you, but winning the victory above board." As a winner, Li Mu has reason to be proud.

The victor is not to blame.