Chapter 207: I will keep plowing, tonight, night and night

An organization, a military organization, a military organization that needs to be brainwashed with faith, with cool and handsome uniforms and lofty oaths to unite people's hearts, is the most affordable and economical approach.

The long night is coming, and I will keep watch from now on until I die. I will refrain from extravagance, jealousy, and forgetfulness of honor and disgrace. I will give willingly, regardless of gain or loss. I will do my duty and die in my life. I am the sword in the darkness and the guardian of the kingdom. I am the flame against the cold, the dawn of dawn, the clarion call that awakens the sleeper, the iron guard of the kingdom. I give my life and glory to the light that illuminates the darkness, tonight, night and night.

The first thing Carlos did when he returned to Alterac City was not even to see his father, but to attend the swearing-in ceremony of the new group of members of the Knights of the Royal Church.

Shamelessly altering the oath of the Night's Watch and accompanied by Bran's soundtrack, Carlos handed out a long blue and white SS uniform-style trench coat to every new entrant.

It is completely different from the style design of the military uniforms of the Lordaeron countries, and the majestic and atmospheric fashion design.

After the costume change, every newcomer gasped.

Excitement, blazing excitement.

Glory, full of the roar of snow-capped mountains.

Fanatical, on the high platform, the man whose figure is blocking the sun shines like the sun.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I hate war. Homes are shattered, farmland is deserted, relatives are separated, hunger and clothing are lacking. Commoners are dying, nobles are losing money, and even as a king, I still live in fear. Yes, I am afraid, afraid. I fear that I have not fulfilled my duty as a king, and that I have let you die in vain because of my rashness or negligence. But I had to. For you are all warriors, warriors of the kingdom, warriors of kings. I have been the first, how can you be the last? ”

"Tonight, tonight."

After a uniform response, Carlos continued his speech.

"Maybe in the future, the organization will absorb new people and train reserves. But now. The powerful enemy called the orcs is like a green tsunami that hits the living space of humanity, and we, the only one, are the last embankment. Behemoths called tribes are wreaking havoc on our homeland, and every Alterac must rise up and resist. You are all the elite of various troops, some of you have previously received the title of knight, and many of you have been stuffed by your fathers, and you are the protons of the family to show their loyalty. ”

Carlos paused for a moment as he swept his gaze over everyone.

"But it doesn't matter. Whatever your starting point, you have withstood the most severe tests. There is no chance to regret it again, and your instructor gave you five chances to quit before attending the ceremony. From this day forward, from the moment you don this uniform, you are a member of the Knights of the Crown Church, and by the will of the Light, we will fight for a better future for humanity. ”

"The Light guides us in the right direction."

"Good. You are born warriors, forerunners of the Light. He is the defender of humanity, the most elite force in my hands right now. Your predecessors confronted their worth on the battlefields of the North and stained their medals of merit red with the blood of the enemy. Now, the Alliance needs you, and Alterac needs you, your king. Your Grand Master needs you. Are you ready? ”

"Always be ready!"

"Good, disband."

Without too many words, the new batch of members of the Royal Church Knights left in an orderly manner. Leave with your head held high under the king's gaze.

"It's really a successful brainwashing, young master, you gave them glorious glory, but they don't have the strength to match. I'm sorry, but I'm so honest, you're murder. ”

Seeing that Carlos had no intention of leaving the high platform, Uncle Fang Brick walked up.

"Aren't you a mage, how can you still study marketing?"

Carlos kept a formulaic smile and looked down at his magical advisor.

"I don't mean against you, but what have these guys learned over the past few months? Obedience, discipline, memorization of the Holy Light texts you have written. What did you do? Queue formation, posture etiquette correction, and a variety of literary mountains and questions. That's it, you're going to send them to battle? ”

The more Fang Brick spoke, the more excited he became, but he still restrained his emotions.

"Unfortunately, yes. The reason why such a group of people was chosen is because they themselves have a certain amount of combat effectiveness, and I just need to strengthen their beliefs. ”

Carlos replied.

"But faith can't help you defeat orcs."

"Yes."

"Huh?!"

Fang Brick thought he had misheard.

"I said, yes. In this world, faith is power, and with power, you can be fearless of any enemy. ”

"Looks like you're hiding something or something I don't know. Well, I take the opinion with a reservation. As you can see, I have done what you entrusted me, and as for whether it is good or not, see for yourself. ”

After Fang Brick finished speaking, he stood beside Carlos and stopped talking.

As early as after ascending the throne, Carlos began to prepare for his own forces, and the construction and reorganization of the National Knights of the Royal Sect was the most important of them.

It's ridiculous to say that despite his ascension to the throne, Carlos' true power has not increased much.

Because the head of the Barov family is still Alex. Barov, almost all the confiscated land has been distributed, Aiden's relatives have not been cleansed, and the various forces in Alterac still retain their traditional power.

Aside from this Alterac City, apart from this Iron Crown, Carlos didn't actually get much.

On the contrary, in order to fight the orcs, the Barov family is almost burning the fat that has accumulated for hundreds of years to keep the kingdom of Alterac warm.

Although the future is bright, the Barov family is in danger of not being able to survive that moment.

So Carlos had to hold the Knights of the Church of the Kingdom tightly in his hands.

After the Great Purge, Carlos separated a large area adjacent to the civilian and aristocratic quarters, bulldozed and rebuilt, and built a militarized training base behind the high wall, which was the training base and headquarters of the Knights of the Royal Mission.

The person in charge is none other than the archmage brick.

"Uncle Fang Brick, do you know, the more you know, the more you see and experience, the more you are in awe of the world itself. I used to think it was a crime for those who did nothing to steal a high position. But when it was my turn to climb to this position, I realized how torturous and torturous it was to make a decision. ”

After a long silence, Carlos suddenly said this.

"Okay, young master, I just felt it for a while. You know, in your absence, I was in charge of the operation of this place, and the fools you brainwashed were just like my students. Since you have a number in your heart, it is enough, and this place is returned to you. ”

Fang Brick sighed and breathed a sigh of relief.

"How's the gladiator's research?"

Carlos also felt that it was good to stop at the point, and changed the subject.

"There has been progress, but not much success."

When it comes to research work, the bricks come to the spirit.

"Take me to see it."

"No problem."

Led by the bricks, Carlos took a cursory tour of the Order's main building, then descended from the entrance to the underground facility, where in a large area he met orcs reading by orange candlelight.

At the time of the assassination of the former king Aiden, the fate of the orc swordmaster was unknown - Spartacus. (To be continued......)