In the materially rich later generations, as long as you are not born in a country with frequent wars, it is a very simple thing for an ordinary person to live a dull life, but in this era, the transportation is inconvenient, the materials are poor, and people's food, clothing, housing and transportation must be hard work to be able to get it.

The so-called YY refreshing story, after all, can only stay in the imagination, lazy people can't live in this era, people who just want to move their mouths can only be dependent on other people's dodder after all, even if they play wisdom, people in this era are not stupid fools, and wisdom without strength as support is also a tree without roots and water without a source.

Even if a professional soldier like Lao Luo wants to live as he wants, he has to pay a lot of hard work, not to mention that he and Al Hesian said that he would be a lord of one side and control one side when he opened Helen.

The term control is simple to say, but it is not easy to really do it, it requires a perfect self-discipline character, similar to Lao Luo, who can be called a somewhat pure-hearted masochistic character in any era.

In this era, Lao Luo has gone from being alone at the earliest time to gathering tens of thousands of people today, relying entirely on martial arts, knowledge and mind. Although he did not have the power of an administrator or the alertness of an intelligence officer, he had a keen intuition honed in the changing circumstances of the battlefield, a specialty that was almost instinctive and allowed him to travel tens of thousands of miles from East Africa, sometimes hard, but never in real danger.

This result is actually due to Lao Luo's prudence, not for anything else, but he knows that those who are negligent and reckless on the battlefield have become dry bones underground.

Building a team is a hassle.

From the earliest few small followers to today's team of 10,000 people, Lao Luo has spent most of his efforts. At the beginning, Naga and Mnaqi, two Maasai from Africa and Africa, were very competitive, and it remains to be seen that Cui Shibalang's personality jumped out, but the gladiators after that were carefully selected from Soratinok, even so, only half of them could become the leaders of the team, and the rest were either brave and fierce or some of them were not very bright, and they were pure warrior types.

After Sylvan, Lao Luo's subordinates gradually increased, but fortunately, the gladiators around him also grew to a certain extent, just as he expected, there were gladiators as seeds, scattered to cultivate manpower, and the number of people was like a snowball.

When it comes to Kuzak, the management of tens of thousands of people is a huge trouble, and Lao Luo alone does not have the skill of doppelganger, so it is inevitable to form an echelon management model.

Fortunately, the Tang Battalion, the main body of the total number of people, has a basic management framework, and there is no need for Lao Luo to bother with the civil aspect, at most some aspects to make some mentions.

In military affairs, Lao Luo is completely responsible for taking the general, and no one can replace him. The investigation and identification of his subordinates is carried out almost all the time, and Lao Luo, the executor of the battle, is forced to become the administrator of the army, and he is often stuffed in the tent not to be a scholar who is lying on the desk.

Now, the garrison camp is no longer Cheng Shouru's world, Lao Luo selected a few gladiators who are familiar with the Roman infantry battle formation to supplement it, and the sand is also to train some infantry fighters, as for the cavalry school to expand to the current number plus logistics manpower is almost equivalent to a brigade in later generations.

The nine lieutenants in charge of the operation, the captain of the gendarmerie in charge of military discipline - the same as the captain, and the Mnachi and others in charge of logistics were all carefully selected by Lao Luo. There is an unwritten concept in the army of later generations that one actual combat is equal to at least ten exercises and training, so you can imagine the growth rate of these people under the endless battles along the way.

The gossiping words of more than a dozen people reminded Lao Luo of the scene when his colleagues in the army held combat seminars in later generations, but unlike any combat staff officers in later generations, these manpower were all cultivated by him.

After listening to everyone's opinions, Lao Luo waved his hand quite smugly to stop the next argument, "Okay, there is some truth in what you said, but have you thought about what to do after you don't attack?" The enemy is outnumbered by us, and is in a head-to-head posture, and even if the attack you speak of is successful, how much can you achieve? ”

Everyone suddenly fell silent, yes, an attack exaggerated that it was good to be able to destroy three, five, seven or eight camps, but what about after that? People are tired and waiting to be besieged!

"Lord, is your idea to go other ways, to bypass them?" Gonzas, who had been looking at the map lately, knew that there was a zigzag valley to the east from the Ili valley that was passable.

"No, we still have to fight, but we need a foothold before we fight." Lao Luo understood what Gonzas was referring to, the road along the Ili River to the east could only be suitable for a caravan of more than 100 camels at most, and a team of tens of thousands of people like himself could not pass, and since the three departments blocked the road to the north and bypassed Luntai City, who could guarantee that they did not arrange manpower in the upper reaches of the Ili River?

"...... foothold?" This word made Gonzas a little ignorant, he had almost learned Chinese, but Lao Luo always had some words that he couldn't figure out from time to time, even if he was also Han Guan Hexi.

"The Lord said we need a main camp, right?" Guan Hexi guessed.

"That's right, judging from Alc's secret letter, the enemy is not ready to attack, but wants to rely on numbers to stop us here, and if I'm not mistaken, they want to block our way so that we don't have enough food and grass...... Well, there is also a possibility that the Turks and Qarluqs will unite to attack from behind us......" In order to teach these men, Lao Luo deliberately slowed down his speech.

"Hey......" Except for a few people who joined after Guan Hexi, the former gladiators all showed a smirk, the Turks' idea is correct, but how do they know the magical ability of their own general? Although it has not been discussed publicly, no one is a fool, and some things about Lao Luo have never been hidden, so how can the gladiators who followed him all the way not know?

With Lao Luo here, the eastbound battalion has never worried about food and forage!

Lao Luo was no longer verbose, and directly ordered: "Gonzas, I will write a secret letter, and you will send a Qu escort to inform the rear team Cheng Shouru and Li Xuan to pull out the camp!" ”

"Obey, Lord!" Gonzhas sat up straight and answered.

"Naga, take your capital, follow the morning scout after noon, go to the front of Alke, sweep away all the enemy's spies, but don't go near the enemy's camp, I don't need to explain the rest to you, right?"

"Understood, Lord! Sweep away all enemy spies and don't provoke large groups of enemies! ”

"What should I do if I encounter a surprise attack by a large group of enemies?"

"Retreat, send someone to report the news, and find a suitable place to cooperate with backup!"

"Well, yes, Fischer and Somme, you two probe forward, hide your tracks, and be responsible for answering, but you are not allowed to come into contact with the enemy, unless you ......"

"Unless the Karma retreats, understood, Lord!" Fischer, the Norman who was once the head of the grooms, is now also the captain of the capital.

"Fischer remember not to offend your bastard temper, Som watch him!" Lao Luo glared at this guy and warned. Somme is a Bulgarian and a former member of the gladiators, but he is a calm man and a good leader.

"Obey, Lord!"

"Lord, what shall I do?" Gonzhas was a little breathless, all the lieutenants under him had been assigned tasks, and he seemed to have nothing to do as a captain, so he couldn't follow Lao Luo and be a personal captain like Alki, right? That's too boring.

"Heh, Gonzas, leave one to guard the mountain pass, and also be responsible for receiving the rear team, scattering the rest of the people, and finding a suitable location for the brigade to camp nearby......" Now that the team is starting to get on the right track, Lao Luo actually overstepped the order and set up Gonzas, but at the moment the total number of people is only so much, the garrison camp is not here, and he can only mobilize the people around him.

"Camp? General, what do you mean......" Gonzhas didn't care about Lao Luo overstepping his authority or anything, in fact, he didn't have this concept, he was more concerned about whether there was something to do, and it was better to have a fight.

In the battle of Bishkek, the most brilliant thing was not the cavalry school, but the garrison battalion, and the ring-scattered barricades gave the rabble in Bishkek the biggest blow, and the cavalry school only did the work of chasing deserters, and it has been more than half a year since the last war, and of course Gonzhas, a guy soaked in blood, can't be idle.

"This time is different from the past, the Turks, Qarluqs and Dangxiang people want to use absolute numerical superiority to subdue us, so it is not appropriate to simply take tricks, find a suitable place to camp, defeat them in a dignified manner, and we can go home!" Standing up, Lao Luo patted Gonzas on the shoulder and said.

"Home?" Gonzas the White Bear was a little confused, since he had been captured in the Gladiator Battalion for six years since he was defeated and captured in Bulgaria, his home should have long ceased to exist.

"That's right, not only you, but all of you who follow me will be able to settle in the East in the future, perhaps...... In the future, you can send someone to the West to find your family and bring them over. "Lao Luo is not sure about the future, but it is no problem to protect his subordinates, and he has no idea of hatred and hostility according to the color of his skin.

In later generations, he had no shortage of comrades-in-arms of different colors and ethnicities in the army, not to mention after leaving the army and joining the mercenary business, he didn't take some so-called words of national hatred and family hatred to heart at all, because in his opinion, if there is any hatred, if you have the ability, you will slaughter the enemy and destroy the enemy country, otherwise it will be just an empty meal and useless fart.

There is no theory of color discrimination in this era, if there is, that is, some powerful ethnic groups will have some blood hierarchy, this thing can never be avoided, it is the same in every era, and it is the same in every land.

Gonzhas didn't have any words, and he didn't have any expression of gratitude, he just remembered this promise of Lao Luo in his heart, yes, promise, Lao Luo, the general in everyone's hearts, rarely expressed what the future must be like so bluntly, but the things he said rarely did not come true.

Whether it was the manor in Soratinok or the little camp in the Sylvan Plains.

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