On the first day of arriving at the artisan camp on the Sylvan Plains, it took almost four hours, and the defense of the camp was basically in place, and the remaining details needed time to be perfected little by little.

In the evening, Lao Luo called the leader of the warriors who led the team together, including the four people of Al Hesyn and Nagar. As usual, it was a campfire dinner, but it was much more sumptuous than when it was on the road, with a variety of grilled meats, Georgian bread bought from nearby, dried cheeses, and fresh wild vegetables. Not only did he have a share in the leaders, but also the rest of the warriors, and even the Qarluq slaves had some improvements.

With the wine brought from Athens, everyone's expressions were pleasant. After eating and drinking, Lao Luo put down the wooden cup in his hand, looked at the people in almost the same state, cleared his throat and said, "Guys, the current trip to the East has been halfway through. ”

There were a few whispered cheers around, and everyone was quite touched by the hard work on the road, and half of the distance was considered a stage victory, of course, it was worth rejoicing.

"More than half of the trail is grasslands, wastelands, and savage steppe tribes." Lao Luo briefly introduced the next journey, and then changed the topic, "However, the next road, we are likely not only the current more than 100 people, it is estimated that tens of thousands of people will be on the same road with us." ”

Lao Luo had mentioned this matter, Al Hesian knew a little, and other soldiers had also heard about it, but it was the first time that he officially talked about it, so they talked about it one after another, and the voices were a little loud, for example, those who were in favor said that there were many people and that many things would be easier to do, and those who were opposed were that they felt that too many people were cumbersome and would drag down the team.

As for the civil aspect, Lao Luo never restricts the speech of his subordinates, on the contrary, he feels that having arguments and discussions is the attitude of concern, and ignoring them is indifference, which is equivalent to not having a sense of belonging. And controversy always exists, unlike the military, which needs a unified voice, and the civilian needs controversy, which needs different voices to make up for it, because no one's head can think of a foolproof solution at once.

Now the discussions of these people under his command happened to give Lao Luo a lot of hints, such as even if the elders in the artisan camp agreed to his Lao Luo's leadership, he also needed the approval of the people at the bottom. With the migration of tens of thousands of people, he needs to recruit some young men who dare to fight to appear as a convoy, and he needs at least these conscripts to recognize and obey his orders, which is not a simple matter.

"Calm down," Lao Luo's voice was not high-pitched, but there was an invisible majesty, and the people around him quickly stopped discussing, "I know that everyone is thinking about our small team, so don't worry that I blame you." What I'm trying to say is, you know I never treated you as slaves, and when I get to the East, I'll consider staying there, so what are you going to do? ”

This time, no one around said much, and they were all listening carefully to what Lao Luo said, after all, this was related to their future lives.

"A thousand miles back to Rome? That's a joke! Lao Luo's words were sharp, "I know that you can't go back to the past, so I need you to look forward, I give you the status of a full soldier, and you will become my arms, eyes and tongue,"

After saying these words in a slow and affirmative tone, Lao Luo noticed that the eyes of the people around him were a little tearful, more excited, he had not experienced the life of a slave, but he knew that it was definitely not as simple as a bad time, so this kind of demeanor was accepted and recognized, and it was right.

"You will live with me in the East, and some of you may become generals, or you may become governors," Lao Luo changed the subject, "and where do you come from?" Who will approve of you? ”

"Master, do you mean here?" Gonzhas is still so straightforward.

"That's right," Lao Luo nodded to confirm his judgment, "The descendants of the Tang people here may become the people I lead temporarily, but it is you who will lead and command them specifically, and in the future, these people will become the foundation of our territory!" ”

He is not worried that he will not be able to convince his subordinates, nor is he worried that these soldiers under him will not be able to lead an army composed of some ordinary people, what he said is just to take care of everyone's emotions, although he is the master, and it is not a big deal to impose an order, but Lao Luo, as a soldier in later generations, understands the difference between active execution and passive acceptance of orders.

In fact, Lao Luo is not very accustomed to this kind of more formal speech, but it is necessary at this time. Even someone as averse to politics as Al Hesyn smiled knowingly.

The dinner ended with a shout of hooray in different languages, and Old Law gave Alker a lot of orders for exploration, and Gonzas received some instructions for tactical training, and even Sidür Nord received some outlines for training gendarmes. Everything will unfold in an orderly manner, compared to the war of the sea of people in this era, Lao Luo is never worried. Although manpower is sometimes poor, Lao Luo, who received special training from later generations, believes that the army of this era is a weak elephant, as long as it touches the key point at a critical time, it will fall to the ground with a bang.

Lao Luo's hundreds of people, because they have generally received hard training and have seen the most brutal fighting, integrate the training, cooperate with the tactical thinking of Lao Luo's descendants, and equip some necessary equipment, which is the best sharp knife to slaughter the weak so-called powerful.

At night, apart from the deep sky unique to this era, there is also the occasional sneaky snooper, and there is no more hustle and bustle.

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People in this era are far less fast-paced than in later generations, especially when faced with the problem of choosing the fate of tens of thousands of people. Even stayed for two days, the clan elders of the Li and Zhang families did not greet Lao Luo to meet, but Li Ji was not in the family decision-making level, so he was not affected at all, and on the afternoon of the second day after arriving home, he brought more than a dozen guys who were good at Western languages to be language teachers for Lao Luo's soldiers.

At the same time, there was also Li Ji's teacher Annalia, Lao Luo's camp was more tightly arranged than in Ankara, except that there was no tall wooden fence, which was almost comparable to the army of this era, and the horses that could be seen everywhere, pits, well fences and arrow stacks and defensive facilities that could not understand the purpose made the well-informed Annalia speak, "Siniang, is your sweetheart a general?" ”

Li Ji still blushed, but she was not so embarrassed the day before, "I don't know much about it, but he said that he was born in the army." ”

"Not only is it from the army," Analia looked at the facilities around the camp with some sighs, "As far as I know, Roman generals may not have such qualities, Siniang, you picked a very good guy, no wonder the boys in the camp are not as eye-catching as you." ”

Li Ji smiled a little proudly, but she no longer shied away from her teacher's ridicule.

Knowing that Li Ji was coming, Lao Luo naturally waited for her in the camp, and when he heard the guard's report, he greeted her directly, "Siniang, you are here." Who is this? ”

Of course, Li Ji knew who Lao Luo was asking, "Third brother, this is what I told you, my teacher Analia." ”

Lao Luo made a Roman-style chest stroking salute, "Welcome, ma'am, Siniang has mentioned you to me many times. ”

"It's also a pleasure to meet you, call you Luo Saburo or Bartol?" Analia has a cheerfulness that Oriental women do not have, and at the same time she is also very talkative, she squinted her eyes and looked up and down at the big burly man in front of her, "Your height is rare even in the north of Europa, and your Latin pronunciation is strange." ”

"Since Madam knows my name, feel free to call me as you like." Lao Luo was also looking at Li Ji's teacher in front of him, a typical Western woman, who was at most forty-five years old from the conventions of premature skin aging in white people, and seemed to be a cheerful lady. Lao Luo continued: "I also have a Nordic guy in my team, and he is taller than me. ”

"Really?" Analia didn't care about the question that Lao Luo missed, anyway, there was no accurate standard for Latin in this era, she said with feeling: "It's been a long time since I've seen anyone from Greece, I heard that you are going back to the East?" ”

Lao Luo Xin said, how can this woman speak like the women of later generations, so jumpy, "Please also invite the lady to sit in the camp, so that you can see these warriors under me, as for returning to the East, it is a goal that will definitely be achieved." ”

Analia followed Lao Luo's guidance and walked into the camp, noncommittal to Lao Luo's answer, she looked around at the layout of the camp, but more eyes were on the soldiers who were training, "Your warrior origin is very complicated, that is...... Thracians? ”

"That's right, the leader is training Gonzhas, and there are several big guys who are Thracians." Lao Luo looked at the other party's eyes and replied directly.

"Bartol...... Or is it called convenient," Analia said slowly, "you know? I'm from Argos and my last name used to be Phly. ”

"Argos...... Bella ...... "Lao Luo knew that the other party was testing himself when he said these two words, and he felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and began to ponder.

Li Ji stood beside Analia and asked curiously, "Teacher, are you two playing dumb riddles?" Why can't I understand? ”

"Argos, Pella," Lao Luo suddenly thought of the greatest historical figure of the Macedonians, the greatest Alexander the Great, who seemed to come from Argos, and as for the word Pella, there were many opinions in later generations, and there was no conclusion. He didn't wait for the other party to speak, and asked directly: "Are you a descendant of Alexander the Great?" Once a Macedonian royal family? ”

"Siniang, the sweetheart you are looking for is very good." Analia didn't answer Lao Luo's words directly, but patted Li Ji on the shoulder, and then said: "That's right, I'm from Argos, Macedonia, but whether it's a Macedonian royal family or not, it's been too long now, I can't tell." ”

"Yes, it's been a long time, and Europa is still the biggest Roman." Lao Luo also sighed a little, whether the other party was once a Macedonian royal family or not, he knew that he had good knowledge by looking at the other party's actions, but now he was reduced to hiding in a small tribe in Central Asia, and it seemed that there were many unknown secrets, "Then should I call you Ms. Pella, or Ms. Argos?" ”

"Just call me Ms. Annalia, I like the title of lady, hehe" The depression on Annalia's face disappeared in an instant, and she regained her initial cheerfulness, "I'm optimistic about you and Siniang's affairs, but don't bully Siniang in the future, she is like my daughter." ”

"How so? It's too late to love......" Lao Luo grabbed the long hair on his head with his hand a little embarrassed.

"Ah, teacher, what are you talking about?" Li Ji, who was standing between Lao Luo and Analia, with a flushed face, complained, and kicked Lao Luo by the way, "Who told you to talk too much." ”

"Hehe......" All that's left is the laughter of Lao Luo and Analia.