Marshal's House.

Dixie stood in the lobby, looking out of the door, walking back and forth a little helpless. Although it is said that there will not be much resistance to selecting people from the servant army who uphold the will of salvation and training the city as an army alone. But when the order was actually given, there was still some apprehension.

What if Hans and other high-ranking generals oppose and block it? Does that mean that there will be unnecessary twists and turns?

Jia Nian, who was standing in the back, didn't ask out loud, but just showed a contemplative look, as if he was thinking about a big thing. The sights and conversations in the cemetery provided me with some inspiration, but I didn't have a definite plan for how to implement it.

"Your Highness"

"A letter from the old General Cyril"

Emily hurried over, looking anxious. Thinking of the news I just received, my heart seemed a little heavy. Although I hope that the news is fake, it is true.

"Letter?"

Dixie stopped.

I opened the envelope, and my brow gradually furrowed.

"What a selfless old general, in order to save the life of the palace, he gave the military power in his hands with both hands"

"Should Hongu hate him, or should he be grateful?"

The voice sounded in his ears, and Dixie exuded a complicated expression. Although the old general had made a comprehensive analysis on the letter, he still couldn't let go.

"Gratitude"

Jia Nian's voice came.

Dixie was stunned.

"Why?"

"Compared with the soldiers and horses under Cyril's command and Hans and others, who is more and who is less?"

"Naturally, it's Hans and others"

"The elite degree of the soldiers, compared with the two, whose soldiers and horses are more elite?"

"This?"

Hearing Jia Nian's inquiry, Dixie showed a hesitant look.

Jia Nian continued.

"Hans and the others already have most of the strength of the Southern Fleet, plus the god-level elite, if they openly confront, there is a great possibility that they will be swallowed. At the same time, the danger of a split of the fleet is not ruled out"

"Although I do not know the results, it can be concluded that the strength of the Southern Fleet will drop sharply. The soldiers and horses of the gods will easily take the city of Hayman."

"Is this a situation that His Highness wants to see?"

"I ......"

Dixie Stopper.

Jia Nian continued.

"Taking a step back, even if General Cyril defeats Hans, can the team in the hands of His Highness take over the entire fleet of hundreds of thousands of troops? If not, there will be a huge power vacuum, and they will flock to those who have the power to control it."

"General Cyril, for example, will become a de facto marshal"

"Of course, it's ideal"

"It is also possible that even General Cyril does not have enough team to fully control the hundreds of thousands of troops, and then there will be endless unrest"

"Will the gods watch from the sidelines? They don't even need to send out the main force, just a partial division can take advantage of the internal situation of the Southern Fleet to destroy or integrate the entire army."

As the words fell, Dixie seemed to see a key problem that he hadn't noticed before.

What are the rights?

Or what is the essence of rights.

Why did the soldiers under his command surrender willingly. And even if he knew that he was going to die, he fulfilled it meticulously? Is it just identity? Or is it the so-called noble blood?

Can more than 30 female guards control hundreds of thousands of troops?

Just thinking about it makes people feel ridiculous and pathetic.

"I think Admiral Cyril has made a wise choice, the Southern Fleet is not as strong as the gods. If there is still infighting, regardless of victory or defeat, it will be a disaster for the entire empire and the people."

"It's better to give the military power to someone who has the ability to control it, in exchange for his promise. Although this commitment is also based on strength, it is indeed the least bad choice."

"And what Your Highness has to do is to establish your own descendant power"

"This is the opportunity that General Cyril has won for you with his military power"

"Hans won't stop me from building an army of descendants?"

Dixie reacted and asked Jia Nian.

Jia Nian smiled faintly.

"As a winner, do you care about the loser, the so-called army built with a three-year-old child? Now the main thing for him is to subdue the morale of the army and show his bearing, instead of chasing after inconsequential things"

"Children? The Servant Army is indeed like a childlike army, which can only be used as cannon fodder, consuming a little of the enemy's strength."

Dixie said to Jia Nian.

Then he asked rhetorically.

"Are the Servants children?"

"A child who can grow"

Jia Nian replied meaningfully.

Dixie shook her head.

"But I can't wait, is there a way for my husband to speed up his growth?"

"Before I came, I went to the Demon Dragon Palace, and made a deal with the demon dragon boss Guo Dapang, and obtained a magical architectural blueprint that may help His Highness."

"Architectural drawings?"

"The children and armies in the other world are strange, and the reason why they can quickly control their power is more than their talent is some buildings with strange attributes. For example, barracks, school grounds, private schools, etc., ......"

"What is the drawing in the gentleman's hand?"

"School Field"

"Schoolyard?"

"Training in it for half a year can perfectly control the power of the armor"

"Perfect control of the power of the Warframe?"

Dixie gasped, she couldn't imagine such a magical building. It is rumored that humanity was able to defeat Shinto 100,000 years ago, and such a structure has also appeared. It's just that because of its age and lack of necessary activation conditions, it has become a relic landscape.

The thought fell, and then an important question came to mind.

"How can I train intensively?"

"You need a general with a talent for training to activate the characteristics of the school"

"So you need to summon a general?"

Dixie asked.

Jia Nian shook his head.

"Each summon has a time limit and cannot achieve optimal results"

"Since Mr. got this architectural drawing from the hands of the boss of the Demon Dragon Palace, there should be a solution"

"I've been lucky enough to get a talent for training, maybe it can come in handy"

"Training, training talent?"

Dixie and Emily, who was standing nearby, looked surprised.

Is this a coincidence? I'm afraid it's not that simple. It seems that Jia Nian is preparing more in private than he imagined. For example, the talent of training soldiers, is it really that easy?

"Then there is Mr. Lao as the instructor, who will build the school yard according to the drawings and be fully responsible for the training of the subordinate army."

"Honorable Order"

Jia Nian replied.

Dixie commanded to his side.

"Emily"

"In"

"Go to Muriel and see how the servant army is being selected"

"Yes"

Emily replied to Dixie.

Then he took a step forward and walked quickly outside the gate. Although the situation has deteriorated, it does not seem to be as serious as it seems. Maybe Jia Nian is right, the old general Cyril has made a good move.

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