After having lunch at the Dragon Night Palace, Sawyer went to the military camp in Snow City, and under the leadership of Hognard, took over the military power of the "White Horse Army". Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The main body of the White Horse Army is the Lord Guard of Xueman, after the robber siege incident, all the soldiers who participated in the battle have been promoted, and the best of them have completed the awakening in one fell swoop, and have been selected into the Lord Guard, expanding the size of the Lord Guard to eight hundred.

In addition to the more than 800 people in the lord's guard, there were more than 100 people from the guards of the defected nobles, and although these defector nobles were captured and beheaded by Sigru, most of their guards escaped and returned to Xueman after the battle, hoping to join Xueman's army.

Although their old masters were accused of traitors, these guards were found not guilty, and after being executed and detained a few thorns, they were scattered and incorporated into the Xueman army, among which the elite who had completed the awakening were filled into the lord's guard and reorganized into the new "White Horse Army".

The integrated White Horse Army has greater strength, but in the same way, internal contradictions are more prominent.

Although the Xueman soldiers of the main body of the White Horse Army are numerous, most of them have awakened the most basic "qi", while the guards from the major defected nobles are all specialized awakenings with different attributes, not only have a stronger increase in strength, but also have stronger strength themselves.

So the nobles, who were stronger and less numerous, challenged their superiors and wanted to replace them, but the soldiers of Xueman's family didn't buy it, why should we let you outsiders command? And a bunch of traitors!

So a small-scale civil war began, just three days after the establishment of the White Horse Army, twelve soldiers were seriously wounded, and more than 200 soldiers were slightly wounded.

However, Hognard's method is only a palliative rather than a cure, and the resentment between the two sides has accumulated more and more in these days, and now, it is Sawyer's turn to have a headache.

"So, I was still cheated by the eighth uncle!"

Looking at the two groups of people in the school field, Sawa had no choice but to hold his forehead, no wonder Barguv asked him to stay in Xueman for a few days, if this army was pulled to the battlefield now, it was estimated that he would fight first before he touched the enemy.

What to do?

The corners of Sawyer's mouth curled slightly, revealing a malicious smile.

What to do if the soldier is disobedient? Just a good practice!

Haven't eaten pork and never seen a pig run? Sawyer said that he had several summer camps in junior high school, high school, and college, and the military training time was more than three months.

As for the contradictions between the soldiers? Simpler!

Every day, stand in a military posture for two hours, train in a queue for three hours, train for five hours with weights, take out eight hours to eat, drink, and sleep, and practice basic movements such as chopping and slashing the rest of the time! In this way, no matter how strong your physique is, it can make you tired!

Still want to fight infighting? Let's talk about it if we can get up!

Of course, blind high-intensity training is not enough, Sawyer also needs a character like a political commissar, and after a period of ideological work, he can make this group of guys give up their grievances and scream to kill Storm Cloak!

But the ideal is very plump, and the reality is ......

"Just this bean sprout wants to dominate us? Dream on! ”

"Silly x elf! Go home and get milk! ”

Looking at the ruffians in the audience, Sawyer felt that the current reality was no longer a bone feeling, but directly turned into ashes!

"Quiet!"

Sawyer roared, and the soldiers of Xueman's group quieted down very facelessly, but the group of ruffians was even more rampant.

"Why should we listen to you!" A leader-like figure raised his arms and shouted.

"Why!" A group of ruffians followed.

"We're going to choose our own commander!"

The guy who took the lead raised his arms again, but this time not many people echoed him - the soldiers had long been accustomed to the rule of the aristocracy, and the world did not talk about democracy, or the rules of the mediocre.

Sawyer was also taken aback by this goods: "Wow! This guy is a bit ahead of his time! ”

But after Sawyer saw the look in the man's eyes full of desire, he also understood what kind of democratic consciousness this was, just trying to find an excuse to seize power.

However, since this guy took the initiative to jump out, it also saved Sawa a lot of trouble, and he just took this guy to stand up.

Sawyer pulled out a slightly mocking smile: "Since you said that you want to choose yourself, is it difficult, do you think you are more suitable for this position?" ”

"Of course!" The man stood tall proudly, but before Sawa could speak, he spoke again to block Sawyer's rebuke: "Don't say it's me, there are more suitable people in the army than me, why do you want you to lead us?!" ”

"It's a little clever." Sawa pursed his lips, but he was not discouraged, since this road was blocked, then just harden it and crush it with strength.

Seeing that Sawyer didn't respond, the man was even more rampant, walked two quick steps to the high platform, and stood in front of Sawyer and played a speech.

"Me! Bazel! The brothers in the audience all know each other! In terms of strength, I can only barely rank in the top ten, but in terms of strategy and combat performance, I am countless times stronger than the vast majority of noble generals! ”

Hearing this, Sawyer also stopped and asked with interest, "Oh?" Do you still have a track record? ”

"Of course!" Bazel tilted his head, squinted and glanced at Sawyer, thinking that even with your little white face, you want to fight with me? Not to mention the exploits, you haven't even been on the battlefield, have you?

"Last spring, I suppressed the rebellion in Loris Stead!" Bazel had an incomparable pride on his face: "With only twenty people, I suppressed a rebel army of more than two hundred!" And I only lightly injured three of my men! Don't think I'm lying to you, boy, it's all documented! ”

"Poof......

Before Sawyer could speak, Hognard, who had been standing behind Sawyer in the background, couldn't help laughing: "Haha! You call that the suppression of rebellion?! ”

"What? What else is the reason for this? Sawyer made a curious look at the right time, and made a temporary cameo role.

"Of course!" Hognard nodded, feeling more and more pleasing to Sawyer's eyes, walked to the edge of the high platform, and carefully explained the "rebellion" in front of a thousand White Horse troops.

The winter of the previous year came very early, and the harvest of farms across Skyrim Province was almost half worse than usual, so the following year, last spring, the farmers of Loristede found that they did not have enough seeds left, so they jointly petitioned the governor of Loristed, hoping to open the grain depot in the town and withdraw some grain as seeds.

Originally, this kind of thing could be easily passed, but they unfortunately met Bazel and his old master.

Bazel's old master was the viscount of Xueman, and a property under his name was a quarry not far east of Loristed, and he happened to go to Loristed to buy some food that day, and when he saw the "poor ghosts" gathered outside the granary, he ordered Bazel to disperse the group of peasants.

Originally, it was a very normal thing, as a nobleman always had some privileges, but Bazel's methods were more radical, and he killed three peasants on the spot, which immediately caused public anger, and many peasants raised hoes and shovels, demanding that Bazel's old master give an explanation.

At this time, Bazel's old master had already entered the grain depot and discussed the purchase of grain with the chief manager of Loristade, in order to leave a good impression in front of the master, Bazel did not hesitate to draw his long sword, and the slaughter began.

Hearing this, Soy Ya's face also turned cold: "Twenty soldiers in iron armor and fully armed "suppressed" a group of poor peasants who were not clothed, how dare you regard this kind of thing as a "war record"?!" ”

"I ...... So what! It's just a bunch of wasted dregs! Bazel craned his neck and looked at Sawyer without flinching.

"Scum?" Sawa repeated, a wave of anger instantly burned from his heart to Tianling Gai, and a seemingly kind smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "So it's you scum who wants to challenge my status?" ”

"That's right! It is...... Bah! Who are you scum with your little white face! ”

Bazel shouted angrily, didn't even want the least decency, and pulled out his long sword and pointed at Sawyer: "The little white face who sells his ass, if you have a kind of pull out your ridiculous 'ceremonial sword', otherwise," Bazel smiled and patted his crotch: "Lao Tzu will let you know what it means to be cool!" ”

"Huh."

Sawyer held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, didn't even bother to say anything about the scene, sneered, and suddenly made an improvement......

Boom!

With his right foot on the ground, it seemed to be the sound of a war drum, and it was like a spring thunder, and everyone only felt that a lightning bolt lit up in front of them, and before they could react to what was happening, Sawa had already returned to his previous position, his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and it seemed that he had never moved.

Bazel squinted slightly, and before he could say a few words to taunt Sawyer, he felt a cold on his neck, and was about to raise his hand to touch his neck, when he suddenly saw that his perspective was getting higher and higher, higher and higher, and the soldiers in the audience were looking up at him in horror......

"Wow!"

The soldiers in the audience were in an uproar, they didn't know what was happening, and just wanted to ask their companions around them, they were horrified to see that a column of blood suddenly erupted from Bazel's neck on the stage, and the blood gushing out was like a high-pressure water gun, slamming Bazel's head into the sky, and it flew four or five meters high before it began to fall.

But all this, Bazel could not know, and by the time he realized something, the darkness had already swallowed his consciousness.

"Phew, scum."

Looking at the head rolling to the side in the grass, Sawyer spat disdainfully, turned to look at the audience, and once again showed a seemingly kind smile: "Now, I say, be quiet!" ”