Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Dark Council
After Payne left, Rand sat alone in the empty palace, although he didn't have to carry out it himself, but this feeling still made him feel a little depressed, and betrayal and killing were difficult for him to accept for a while.
Although he knew that this kind of thing could not be avoided, but when it came, Rand still felt a little uncomfortable.
"How dare people who don't dare to be stained with even a little blood, how dare they call themselves manly, how can they command the army to fight the world, Rant, cheer up!" Rand silently cheered for himself, after purging this group of infiltrated spies, the air crossing leader will become even more monolithic, and Rand will no longer have worries.
Now is not the time to be low, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and the temperature at night can even reach below freezing, Rand estimated the time, in less than ten days, the beasts of the Arctic Mountains will no longer have wild mountain fruits, and the barbarians are also gearing up, preparing to attack the cabin town, he must train all the soldiers during this time.
The congenital conditions of the air crossing collar are very poor, and for a long time, the soldiers even fill their stomachs is a luxury, so the result is that the soldiers' physique is weak, which used to be the reason for auxiliary operations, and the combat effectiveness of the soldiers of the air crossing collar is not strong, and because Rand never cared about the army before, the soldiers are very poor in obedience.
They are all veterans who have been in the army for many years and are difficult to manage.
If we want to change this situation, we must start training them in execution, especially the concept of soldiers working together on the battlefield.
On the real battlefield, Rand doesn't need to have outstanding personal combat strength, even if he is a famous god of war, he can't resist the mountain and sea army charge, the army must be disciplined, orders are forbidden, and individual heroism cannot be played.
The strength of the team is always stronger than the individual, this saying is often used in the workplace team now, but it is also true in the military, and there is no war because the force of the individual is changed.
The reason why Ron's army is strong in combat is that the execution of the Seventh Legion is extremely strong, and they have never doubted the right or wrong of Ron's orders, but they only know that once Ron gives an order, they will immediately carry it out, even if it is a mountain of swords and fires, they will not hesitate to jump down.
This kind of terrifying dominance and cohesion is the fundamental reason for the strength of the Seventh Legion.
If you want to change the status quo under the combat effectiveness of the soldiers of the air crossing, you must start from changing their laziness and improving their execution, the time of more than ten days is very short, it is impossible to completely change, but as long as the cohesion is improved, then the overall combat effectiveness of the soldiers will be improved.
Only by making them realize that they are a whole who prosper and lose can they understand the importance of discipline and military orders.
He decided to make a plan, those who excelled in training, or soldiers with organizational skills, were given priority to be promoted to non-commissioned officers, and enjoyed double the salary, for these veteran oilers, any promises of honor and the like were empty words, only real interests could impress them, this was also a common principle on the mainland, even Ron's Seventh Legion did not avoid it, he distributed all the plundered wealth to his soldiers in exchange for their loyalty and to strengthen their position.
To put it in layman's terms, follow me to have meat to eat.
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Oak has been doing a good job lately, no more endless fugitives, no more hiding in dark caverns with snakes and insects, and worrying that a deadly steel knife will slash at his neck in his sleep.
Under Rand's protection, his true identity is well hidden, no one knows that he is a demon seed, he can wake up from the soft eiderdown duvet bed every day, after a breakfast of ham and milk, an old bachelor will come to teach him about military affairs, and after lunch, he can also wander around the garden, watering the flowers and cutting the grass by the way.
Sometimes, he always feels that this kind of beautiful life is a little unreal, as if after touching it hard, it will burst like a bubble.
It was night, Oak sat on the windowsill and looked at the starry sky in the distance, he didn't light the candle, just quietly held his face with his hands and watched, the southern sky suddenly drew a meteor, Oak was very surprised, in the prophecy of the gods, the meteor is the hope of the gods to the world, whoever is lucky enough to see it, can get the protection of the gods.
"Great God, please show mercy and protect your lord through the difficult times before you. Oak crossed his hands and whispered in the direction of the meteor.
A meteor flashed by.
"Beautiful things are always ephemeral, aren't they?"
It's an unfamiliar voice, right in my ears!
Oak suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, someone actually sneaked into his room unconsciously, what was his intention?assassination?The perennial life of fugitive brought great benefits to Oak at this time, he reacted very quickly, quickly leaned back, a backflip was the distance from the source of the sound, and then the flames ignited, and Oak shone brightly!
"Smack!" The flame had just appeared for less than a second, as if it had been swallowed up by darkness, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, even the temperature in the air dropped significantly, and the sound of breaking wind came, and the five fingers like iron pincers grabbed Oak's neck in an instant.
"Bastard boy, use your own power without permission, you want to kill us?" the man lowered his voice, leaned into Oak's ear, and said fiercely, "There are patrolling soldiers everywhere here!"
Oak was pinched and couldn't breathe, and what made him even more frightened was that the fire control ability he was proud of was not worth mentioning in front of that person, the ability could not be used in front of him at all, and he cut off his connection with the flames in the first place!
"Are you...... What kind of person?" Oak broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, that man's strength was too strong, and he had no room to resist at all, "You are from the Holy See...... Holy Knight?"
"Fool, if I were a Holy Knight, I would have cut off your head the moment you ignited the flames, and I would still talk to you here?" the comer easily opened the hand that was holding Oak's neck, but did not let go of his grip on Oak, "You can call me Snow. ”
"Snow, okay, I got it. Oak nodded, looking resigned to his fate, and while he was letting his guard down, he suddenly shouted, "Guards!
"You little fellow, you're very disobedient!" the comer's tone was a little annoyed, and he slapped Oak directly on the back of the head, Oak's body twitched twice, and his eyes rolled very crisply and fainted.
The man carried Oak on his back, looked nervously out of the window, and when he saw several guards coming in this direction, he immediately gritted his teeth and scolded: "If I go back empty-handed, the councillors will have to kill me." ”
The light of the fire from the window shone through the window, illuminating the man's outfit, dressed in black, with a wide cloak covering his face, and a triangular skull sign on his chest.
Parallel hell, this is the coat of arms of the Dark Council!