Su Mo didn't dare to disobey!

This is his minimum obligation as a federal nobleman, when the federation is in trouble, he must pick up his sword, take his retinue, prepare his own equipment and dry food, and fight for the federation.

With power comes obligation.

At this time, if he dared to disobey the order, or simply stood on Wallace's side, he would definitely be destroyed in minutes.

Titles of nobility, territories, nothing.

Master Su is not a person now, he has no way to do what he wants to do unscrupulously, people are often like this, work hard, the harder you work, the more restraints you will have.

For true freedom!

Master Su took a deep breath and convened a meeting of his brothers in the spring sunshine.

"I'm going to take a hundred people to the war, after all, I'm just a baron, a baron can have two hundred guards, and I'll leave a hundred to guard the homeland, and no one will say anything." Su Mo directly said his plan.

"So what do we do?" Maniac Oye asked.

"What's the boss's plan, which side are we on?" The god cat asked.

"Isn't this nonsense, what kind of people are we, how can we be on the side of the nobles." Immediately someone took a stand.

Those who expressed their views were basically asked to be on the side of the civilians, and those who did not speak, although they did not speak, their attitudes can be imagined.

"I will select a hundred people to follow me to meet with the noble army, and the rest ......" Su Mo paused and called the name of one person: "Old man!" ”

"Ah, what are you telling me to do, don't let me go with you to be an eagle dog minion, you don't want to be embarrassed, I still have face." Fu Jiafeng was immediately anxious, even he knew which side was the villain and which side was worthy of sympathy and support.

"Uh, shut up!" Su Mo sighed and continued: "You appoint a few high-level officials, and then take all the people on my side, and then you go to Wallace, I have a good relationship with him, I believe you can all have a good position." ”

Su Mo himself can't go, and he has to suppress the untouchables, but he won't let his brothers join him.

The badge of the blood-colored battle banner is very famous, and many people in the game know that if you see it among the thieves, it is easy to be reported, and if it is verified by the nobles, Su Mo will lose trust at the least, and it is not impossible to be killed as a spy at the worst.

Therefore, Su Mo had an idea, and threw all the people with the blood-colored battle flag to the old man.

For the time being, Fu Jiafeng has no opinion, with his mind, more precisely, his mind, it is estimated that he will not suspect that Su Mo wants to plot his guild boss position.

At the moment, let a few high-level officials of the Dharma God Temple go over to accept people, apply, and then agree, which is very fast.

The Dharma Divine Temple soon had more than a thousand more people, and with their own original thousands of people, it was quite large-scale.

The two guilds said that they were together, which shows how irreversible the relationship is.

On one side is an iron-blooded man, and on the other side is a second-year teenager, it stands to reason that it is difficult to have any common topics, and it is almost the same that they don't like each other, just because their boss has a very good relationship, so they can come together.

The hundred people who remained had no complaints.

Obedience is a fine tradition they have, and they also believe that Su Mo is not the kind of person who goes against the bottom line for the sake of power and wealth.

"Yunfei, how's the contact over there?" Su Mo didn't care if he arranged it here.

Fu Jiafeng likes to mess around, but people are not bad, he is very in awe of Tian Dazhuang's people, it is not the first time that everyone has cooperated together, it is impossible to make any moths, Su Mo's only requirement for them is to be low-key.

He now had another thing to solve.

He, no matter how small the number is, it is estimated that it will be impossible for him to keep waving his flag and shouting without participating in the war, and it will inevitably kill civilians when the time comes, which Su Mo does not want to do anyway.

He couldn't convince himself that it was all just in-game data.

If you look at it from the perspective of a bystander, you may find that Su Mo has gradually regarded this place as the real world in the process of dealing with NPCs and monster apostles.

At least, it's not a simple game.

So he started playing tricks.

"The man came over, he said he wanted to get to know the legendary Iron Horse Baron, look at the posture, he is very willing to cooperate." Yunfei said.

"Lao Luo introduced it, then let's see it." Su Mo nodded.

He soon met the person with the ID of [Favorite Qian Qian Qian].

"It's nice to meet you, do you call you Baron Iron Horse, or do you call it Old Iron?" This person is very tall, if his height is not used and feet, at least he is 1.9 meters, and he can play basketball, but unfortunately he is not only developed vertically, but also horizontally.

If I love money and money is a fat man, then I love money the most*2.

"Just call me Lao Tie, I'll call you Lao Qian, you were introduced by Lao Luo, that's your own person, you're welcome, please take a seat!" Su Mo beckoned someone to sit down.

Fortunately, the chairs in the living room were large enough to barely accommodate the Roshan Mountain.

"Hehe, in fact, your list is very simple, just come over and it's over, but I want to know a legend like you, so I came over cheekily." The favorite money is worthy of being a businessman, and it is a flattery when it comes up.

But he really meant what he said.

He and I Airo are friends.,But there are more or less comparative thoughts between each other.,In the past six months, I've been growing by leaps and bounds.,Recently, I've become a big rich man in the game circle.。

I love Qian Qian Qian and researched it and found that Su Mo contributed a lot to it.

Especially the recent Scarlet Cup, even if they are businessmen, even if they are rich, it is not a game that can be played, not to mention that I am too rich to show that Airo.

As for Iro, I never introduced him.

No one wants their big customers to be poached, until recently he teamed up with Su Mo to hold a bloody cup, and the two of them were like drinking a glass of wine, and the relationship was no longer flawless, so they simply agreed to my request to love money and money.

I love money, money, in fact, I am also a broker, the kind that introduces business to people.

However, he is relatively low-end, and there are thousands of people who work for him, and if you ask him to get you 10,000 people to call, he can also toss it for you.

That's why people in the circle jokingly call him a human criminal.

Unlike my Airo, he introduces business, which is basically a big business, and the people he knows are either local tyrants or masters.

"I'm also very happy to know a capable person like you, Lao Qian." Su Mo is very good, isn't he just a friend, and he is not a boyfriend, so there is nothing to hesitate about.

"Hehe, then we're friends." The favorite Qian Qian said: "As a gift, we will not accept money for the first order, and I promise that your request will be done properly for you." ”

Su Mo completely put his mind at ease and began to talk about his favorite money.

The next day, Su Mo took a hundred gold-armored guards, who rode their own horses, equipment, weapons, and food, to the assembly site.

This time, the commander-in-chief of the aristocratic coalition is Spike Moore.

The Moore family is one of the most powerful families in the Federation, especially in the military aspect, and their family controls almost one-third of the Federation's military power.

By the way, Moore and Stan are in-laws.

The wife of the Grand Duke of Stan is the daughter of the Moore family, and his sons and daughters were all born to Miss Moore, and the relationship between the two is very affectionate.

This time, the Moore family wants to take revenge.

Spike Moore's uncle, the Grand Commander of the Southern Legion, committed suicide in his family domain yesterday, paying with his life for the rout of the Southern Legion.

This time the noble army was assembled, and the Mur family was still the commander.

Spike Moore is the dark horse of the younger generation of the Moore family, he has already experienced a lot of battles at a young age, he has served in the Southern Army, the Northern Army, the Second and Sixth Fleets, and even the Air Cavalry.

This time, in addition to summoning nobles from all over the world to join the war, Moore also brought the private army of the Moore family.

The Commonwealth's famous Moore Iron Rider!

Although there were only three thousand in number, they were all heavy cavalry, including the horses from the Lancelot Grassland, all of them were wrapped in fine iron armor.

This kind of army is definitely a devastating weapon for Wallace and others, who have no armor.

After Su Mo reported his identity, he was immediately received by Spike Moore.

said that it is a dark horse of the younger generation, but in fact, Spike Moore is really not young anymore, I don't know if it is because of the battle, this general of the Moore family looks at least over forty years old.

"Lord Huggins, Iron Horse Glacier, salute the honorable Earl Moore, master of the Cárdenas Islands!" Su Mo saluted unequivocally, with a unique iron-blooded style, and suddenly entered the eyes of Count Spike Moore.

"Do you know why I summoned you in the first place?" Count Moore's voice was like frosted paper, so unpleasant that one couldn't help but wonder if his throat had been injured.

"I don't know, Your Excellency!" Su Mo stood straight.

"Because of my brother-in-law, he sent someone over and said, let me give you a chance to make meritorious contributions." Count Moore shook his head contemptuously: "Only these incompetent nobles will regard war as an opportunity to make meritorious contributions. ”

What can Su Mo say, he can only MMP in his heart, and the uncle doesn't want any opportunity to make meritorious contributions at all.