Kenrad "Camel" was once the leader of the most famous mercenary team in the three countries of Swadia, Kugit, and Salander Sultanate. His soldiers were excellent horsemen, and even the regular army feared them. Kenla is very principled in taking on tasks, and he will never accept some black jobs. Even if you are forced to take over the job for your livelihood, you will kill the employer when you are done. And if someone dares to sin him, he will return it tenfold and hundredfold. In the most horrific of all, his mercenaries killed all the men in a semi-independent oasis town within a Salander because the self-proclaimed lord wanted to trade his head for three thousand dinars.

Many people say that Kenrad is a butcher with a conscience, while some people think that he doesn't even have a conscience.

But those who have been blessed by him think that he is a good man, a good man who discerns right from wrong and acts according to his creed.

Hearing his name, the mercenary leaders felt uneasy, even frightened.

"It's a pity, business has not been good in the past few years, and there have been a few tough battles. There were not many men left, so he came to Mr. Byron and found a job. ”

Seeing the very unanimous expressions of the mercenary captains, Kenla smiled with satisfaction, and then leaned back on the only chair in the tent, watching the mercenary leaders who sat on the stools and didn't know how to be good and spoke.

"I think Mr. Byron is a great leader, and the title of Mercenary Captain is not enough to describe his abilities. I think that all of you here should also choose to join the Peony Mercenaries, so that we can unite together, and even the lords will not dare to despise us. ”

At this moment, Kress walked in with a dinner plate, slowly placing preserved fruit on the table, and his eyes scanned each of the mercenary leaders seated.

Kenrad's words were threatening, and his reputation let the mercenaries know that he wasn't the one to let them go easily.

"I'm afraid I'll have to go back and ask our captain, and I'll take my leave."

The mercenary with chicken grease on his hands stood up as if he was not the captain and walked briskly towards the door.

But before his feet could step out of the curtain gate, a sword light flew behind him.

The dagger struck him in the neck, and the cavalryman fell straight down, and he just swallowed.

"Sorry, my hands are heavy, but it's not polite to leave."

Kress said with a blank face, and with a stroke of his hand, he revealed several sharp daggers pinned to his waist.

And at the door, Byron's voice was also heard.

"Who fell? Why don't you give me face so much. Alleyne, take someone to "visit" their camp. ”

Then, two mercenary cavalrymen armed with short spears and long swords at their waists, dressed in heavy armor, walked in, their eyes as cold as frost.

Byron, too, walked in with Fatis and stood at the door.

Kenrad stood up and bowed to Byron, who returned the salute.

"Of course, we'll pay a sufficient price."

Byron looked at the iron-faced mercenary leaders and began to talk about the benefits.

The dinar, the dinar of a large sum of money, is no less valuable than the head of Kenrad.

With these silver coins, these mercenary leaders can live the rest of their lives in comfort.

Moreover, Byron brought in the box of silver coins, and put his arm into the silver coins in front of them, and turned them out with all the silver coins.

After that, Byron said that he could give the same treatment to those mercenaries who joined the Peony mercenaries as his own people, saying that he would not treat them badly.

The turnips were sticky, and after a while of coercion and temptation, the mercenary captains present all agreed.

Of course, Byron knew that some people here were just trying to push him, and he was prepared.

He took the army and the mercenary captains one by one to visit the mercenaries in those camps and took over.

Of course, there were also small-scale rebellions and fights, but under the absolute power of the peony mercenaries, those few who were not convinced became dead souls.

Subsequently, Byron gave the new mercenaries silver coins to treat the wounded and calm the mood of the mercenaries.

Most of these mercenaries don't really care who the captain is, as long as it can bring them more benefits and protect them.

As for the die-hard loyalists who were loyal to the former captains, Byron dismissed them and sent cavalry to take the captains to Uxhall.

The original establishment was also broken up, and the new mercenaries and peony mercenaries were mixed together for training, or mercenaries from different teams were grouped together.

After a long time, the tacit understanding between them came out, and they became members of the Peony Mercenary Team.

However, there are also disadvantages, that is, there are too many people, 600 soldiers, which is more than double the upper limit of Byron's dominance.

Fortunately, Byron was able to hand over some of his soldiers to Fatis and Alleyne to lead, and use their dominating abilities to help him lead his troops.

This kind of leading troops is to put them in charge of everything, and Byron is only responsible for the commander-in-chief. This may reduce Byron's prestige and dominance in the team, but it is a solution.

Although morale has been lowered a bit as a result, at least there will be no deserters.

This is better than in the game, in reality, the negative effects of exceeding the upper limit of the commander are constantly stacked, and they will not explode directly after joining. And the heroes can indeed let them command the army, but give them a certain degree of independence, which may dilute their authority.

Byron is now in dire need of an expanded force, especially this kind of experienced and equipped mercenaries.

When Byron had only a few dozen people, he was not valued at all. With one or two hundred people, the minor nobles will ask him for help. When he has five or six hundred people, even the earl lord must pay attention to him, because this is enough to threaten the safety of an earl's territory.

Only in this way can Byron better show his strength in the next battle and fight for more right to speak.

He believed that in order to win the war, King Haraus would gladly give such a mercenary the title of nobility to recruit him. The premise is that he can still have such a large number of soldiers and enough prestige and military exploits, and not be killed by other nobles.

Perhaps the other nobles would have an opinion, but King Haraus had done this a few times. In fact, the ancestors of many of Svadia's nobles were mercenaries during the ancient Karad Empire. When the empire's funds were tight, they would use fiefs and titles of nobility to lure mercenaries to work for them.

On this war-torn road, the best way for commoners to become nobles is to become soldiers.

Byron, on the other hand, intends to go this way, which is the simplest and most crude way, very risky, but worth trying.