The old man Karim, the clerk of the Scorpion tribe, was very happy these days, because he had made a windfall by fighting the war.

Since Tyre sent out Yuric, the front line has been full of successes. Not only did they open up four or five new trade routes, but they also captured more than 40,000 prisoners from the surrounding areas of Ulric. On the orders of King Tessian, the prisoners were to work for Tyre without pay as punishment for their resistance to the revolutionary government.

In fact, half of these prisoners of war were the remaining residents of Yurik City, and the other half were the tribesmen and sand bandits around Yurik. These people are poor jingles, so Tessian came up with the idea of unpaid labor. Tyre was naturally slave-free, but the necessary labor reforms for the prisoners of war helped to strengthen the revolutionary government and repay the supporters of Tyre, so the new concept of universal volunteering came into being.

These so-called national volunteers must serve Tyre (or her allies) for one year without pay in order to receive limited Tyre citizenship or become a member of a tribe affiliated with Tyre.

Tongguò recruited tribal leaders to join the council of Tyre, and the revolutionary government of Tessian also received the allegiance of more than a dozen nomadic tribes, both humans and elves. These tribal forces were of course also involved in the military operations in Tyre, and were given the right to share in the spoils. In addition to being allotted a portion of the captured prisoners, King Cessian instituted the Iqta system, which allowed the conquerors to acquire the occupied land as a fief.

The Iqta system introduced by King Theesian stipulated that all conquered lands belonged to the people of Tyre and their representatives. King Tyre – aka Tesianne – was responsible for dividing the newly conquered lands among the warring nobles and tribal chieftains. As a condition, the recipient of the land was required to pay the uhir (i.e. the tithe, one-tenth of the income from the land) to the revolutionary government.

Even the Tyres who had paid the blood tax (i.e., those who volunteered to join the army) were liable to Uhir if they were given land, because the blood tax only exempted him from the Ding tax. After the establishment of the Iqta system, the income of the revolutionary government in Tyre increased by nearly 20%, and the morale of the soldiers also increased considerably. (This is explained here, so that some readers don't understand.) Cities in the Middle Ages differed from Chinese cities in that they were intended to serve as commercial nodes rather than administrative centers. It mainly collects the Ding tax, that is, the poll tax. The monarchs of the Middle East did not charge taxes on farmland as in China, because the economy here was half-ploughing and half-pasture, and there was no way to pick up land. ）

(Someone else asked me why not do land reform.) Because agrarian reform only applies to small-scale peasant economies like China, peasants who have acquired land ownership are still self-ploughing, which reduces exploitation and thus liberates production. The world of Athas is mainly a farm system, half farming and half pasture, and a single farmer is only one of the links of the farm, without which he cannot support himself. It's as if a manufacturing employee can't leave his company to produce his own products. ）

(The reason for this discrepancy is that the land in China is fertile, and in China, farmers can feed themselves on one-third of an acre.) The land of Attas is extremely barren, and after a year of planting, a piece of land is unusable, and it must be stopped for cultivation and restoration, which can be used as pasture. In general, the Atas generally adopted the two-nursery system, in which at least half of the arable land was stopped from cultivation to restore fertility. If the ownership system is changed so that each farmer has only one acre and three points of land, it will cause great damage to production. Hyperinflation similar to Zimbabwe's confiscation of white farmers and the return of black farmers. ）

(I'm also asked why the protagonist doesn't plant trees in the desert.) Because of this, groundwater needs to be pumped, and after the groundwater is pumped up, it will be absorbed by plants, and then dispersed into the atmosphere with transpiration, and then travel to areas with more precipitation with atmospheric movement, further causing water shortage. Greening in the desert is not as simple as some people think, and sometimes it backfires. ）

The Scorpion tribe is represented in Tyre by Councillor Fahd, a well-connected and business-minded man who sees hidden business opportunities in the war. After the capture of Yurik, he recruited many prisoners of war to serve as gladiators and worked in his arena. Some of those prisoners of war were born as sand bandits, and they had nothing to do but fight, and they couldn't work, so many of them were persuaded by him and became his tools for collecting money.

In addition, Fahd also resold land to amass money. His tactics included the use of inaccurate maps to demarcate borders with other fiefdoms, the false claim that a barren wasteland had valuable mineral deposits and then exchanged land with others, and the hostile acquisition of land by minor samurai and minor nobles.

In one of the negotiations, Fahd's negotiator was an old nobleman in Tyre, who was very arrogant, because even if he had not been purged by the revolution, still looked down on the non-aristocratic tribesmen. He hammered the map on the table and told Sù Fahd that he wanted his land and the door to be allies. Fahd laughed and said that I only need a piece of land the size of a little thumb, can I do it? The old nobleman told him that it was worth it if a piece of land the size of a little finger could be exchanged for you barbarian to shut up, and I agreed. As a result, Fahd cut off the little finger of his left hand with a dagger in front of the old nobleman, and fell on the map to cover a large area.

Sue sù, I want all these lands, the elf completely ignored his bloodied hand, and said with a smile. The nobles of Natir were shocked by Fahd's crazy appearance and finally agreed to his deal.

The Scorpion tribe is rich and has plenty of capital because of the ancient ruins of Muhadi. Therefore, Fahd is handy and invincible when it comes to collecting money. He seems to have been a brilliant speculator by nature, and only now has he been given the space to use his talents to the fullest.

Old man Karim became Fahd's partner, and as a tribal clerk, he was one of the few literate elves with high prestige. It was he who persuaded the other elves to give the money to Fahd as a capital for speculation.

Ever since the old man was captured by the halfling and rescued by the psychic sorcerer, his health has become very poor, and he can no longer go into battle to kill the enemy. He also thought that he would lose his life with the spoils of war and never make money. But now, Fahd sends him a handful of bonuses every week, which makes the old man happy.

And the Karim were not stupid, knowing that the other tribes attached to Tyre had absorbed a large number of new members, and the need for food would increase greatly. The old man had stockpiled a large amount of grain at a low price early in the morning, as well as bacon jerky. Then take advantage of the rise in food prices to sell and make a profit.

The Scorpion tribe has never been so strong, and due to the continuous admiration of elves, the total number of members of the tribe has now exceeded 2,500, and one-third of the adult men have become warriors. And the wooden stakes in front of each samurai's tent were filled with human heads, symbolizing the honor and power of the master. A seventh wooden stake had been erected in front of Fahd's big tent, "Jewel Skull", and more than sixty skulls stared at the comer vacantly, silently telling the name of their master.

However, he was not the most successful in the tribe, and the chief Fatoumah had ten stakes in front of his golden horde. After the human psychic was gone, Fatuma seemed to be in a bad mood. When she was in a bad mood, she killed people with extreme ferocity, and even dared to single-handedly rush the 100-person brigade of sand bandits. Perhaps struck by the frantic charge and the ferocity of the elves, she slashed twelve enemies and scared the others away.

The gains are so huge, but the losses are negligible. After the sack of the two cities of Ankara and Nibennai, the city of Yurik was originally left with only some old and sick people. The fiercest resistance of the Tyre army as they marched into the city was a lion that had escaped out of nowhere. The Euriks just watched in numbness as the Tyrs gathered them together and took them away, and there were so many people who caught them that the gates of Ulric were blocked. In the words of Tessian's report to the Parliament, "The biggest obstacle to the advance of our army is now the traffic jam." ”

The bandits were a little harder to fight, but they were still nothing to mention in the face of Tyr's elite equipment. The elves of the Scorpion tribe inherited the archery skills of the elves since ancient times, and they were unparalleled in riding and archery, and the blood of the sand bandits they killed was like a river. Since the beginning of the war, the total number of casualties on the side of Tyre has been only thirty-four. Five of them died of thirst and thirst, three were bitten to death by sand worms, three were stung by scorpions, two died from sandstorms, and one unlucky man was hanged by Tessian for trying to rape a prisoner of war.

One of the largest battles with the sand bandits exploded in a dozen Palesan places south of Yurik City. The battle was fought by the desert thief Hassan Abdul Huyili Shihab, who settled in the city after order collapsed, and on the other side several Tyr tribes led to the Scorpion tribe.

On that day, the earth was torn apart by the cry of the elven knights, and the rye and lentils were trampled into the dirt, and the arrows and scimitars stuck in the ground were watered with blood and became new and terrible crops. Fatumah rode her tall white horse through the field, followed by her retinue and admirers, laughing and judging with each other.

The bandits' thousands of rabble were completely crushed, and as the sheikh crossed the battlefield, the dying horses raised their heads and neighed at her, and the wounded moaned and prayed. A large number of tribal warriors armed with scimitars dismounted and shuttled through the process, harvesting countless human heads from the necks of the dead and the dying. Running behind them were young boys and girls, who used baskets to retrieve the arrows stuck in the corpses for reuse. Some adult samurai also joined them and took their possessions from the dead. Old man Karim's own nephew, Apak the Finger Biter, was one of them, and he got his name because he liked to plunder the metal rings on his fingers.

Thin, hungry but ferocious wolves also patronize the battlefield, sniffing and preparing to feast. Scavenging birds hovered in the sky, visible as far away as the city of Yurik.

After the first battle, the forces of the sand bandits were also defeated. Although their investment, Hassan Abdul, fled, no one cared whether he lived or died.

After a series of victories, compared to when he first took office a few months ago, Tessian's reputation is much better now, and many people have begun to recognize him as the king of Tyre, including some former gladiators.

Today, a caravan passing by the tribe sent a letter from Fahd, saying that the Tyre army might extend its control to the Zhì region further, and a new business opportunity was present. So Karim came to Fatuma again to discuss sending troops, which was a headache and could almost discourage him.

It was said to be drudgery because the chief Fatumah became very irritable, and she went into battle to kill the enemy, and when she was not in battle, she beat and scolded the people of the tribe. Recently, I have often been angry because of a little thing, and some people joked behind her back that she was Sichun thinking of a man, and she pulled out her tongue and buried it in the sand, only revealing a head, and a bottle of water happened to be placed out of reach of his eyes.

Karim was distraught, how to convince the chief today?

As soon as the curtain of the Golden Horde was opened, Old Man Karim saw the figure of the telemancer Muhadi rubbing his waist.

Good morning, apparently the other party had sensed him a long time ago and greeted Karim.

The old man was surprised, but his face immediately calmed down, and he also replied good morning, and then asked. "Muhadi, didn't you go to Atki, when did you come back?"

"Not so long ago. The Psychic said with a yawn as if he hadn't slept well at night. There was also a scratch under his eye. "And I'm leaving. ”

"In such a hurry?" Karim's eyes widened in surprise, and then he saw Fatumad, the elf girl behind Muhadi, sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking like a quiet lady, and couldn't help but show a look of sudden realization. He frowned at the Psychic Warlock. "Is it too much to do?"

"Karim," Fatuma's voice came from behind Muhadi, her face flushed with anger. "I've got a hundred of them missing from the stake in front of my door, do you want to join them?"

The old man gave Muhati another teasing look and shrunk his neck. "I'm going to shut up, I'm going to shut up. Don't dare to talk nonsense anymore. ”

"What are you going to do before you get out of here?" complained Fatuma. Because the ancient elven language was too "clean", she used human language to say fuck off to strengthen her momentum.

"Fahd has written. Karimi immediately restrained her flirtatious flirtatious feelings and became serious. "He said that the Tyre army was about to enter the Ram area. How many troops should we send this time?"

"Sue him, I'm not going to go out a single soldier. Fatuma stood up and sued Sù Karim. "If he wants to go to Ram, he should go by himself. ”

"This?!" the old man Karim was puzzled, and his mouth opened wide. "But why do you want to do this? don't you want to share the spoils, you don't want to win honors, you don't want to get land for the members of Scorpio?"

"Ram has no spoils of war to share with our warriors, no honor to be won, and no land to be gained. Fatoumah said categorically. "I will not let my samurai die without honor. ”

"How can this be death......" Karim was in a hurry, and the veins in his neck bulged. "I know the tribe on Ram's side, it's very weak. Their men are cowardly and afraid of death, and they also use bone sticks as weapons, and milk flows from their veins, not the blood of samurai. If we send troops, in less than a month you will be able to decorate their tents with the heads of their chiefs, and our warriors will be able to sleep peacefully on the bellies of the enemy's wives and daughters. ”

Seeing Karim's excitement, the Psychic interrupted him.

"Things are going to change and Tyre could spoil the friendly relationship with Ram in the near future. Muhadi calmly told him. "If the two sides are at odds, it will be difficult for those who have gone to the Lam area to escape. I had already discussed it with Fatoumah during the night, and she promised me not to take the risk. ”

The old man looked puzzled. "This ...... How do you know that Tyre is going to be at odds with Ram? Now that Tyr's army is in good shape, and the trade routes with Ram are open, how can he suddenly turn his face and fight?

"Because of some of the actions of Ram City, I don't think the councillors of Tyre may be able to accept it. "At least Rikas and his gang of gladiator-turned-councillors won't be able to accept Ram's way of paying the dragon-king polis's blood tax, Muhati thought. And since Ram was going to pay a thousand men to Polis, there was no reason why Tyre wouldn't want to. The telemancers did not believe that the Consuls would surrender to Polis, so they would definitely shrink all their forces to defend Tyre from being destroyed by Polis.

Before the arrival of the old man, Karim, Muhadi had to work hard to convince Fatoumah to believe him. At first, the elf girl didn't seem to be sure if she was dreaming or not, and then she yelled at him without distinguishing between right and wrong, saying that he didn't want to hear anything, and he didn't believe it.

The two then fought in the golden tent, and Fatuma scratched a deep blood mark on the psychic mancer's face, who did not want to use psionic energy on her, and suffered a loss.

She had a lot of strength, Muhati thought, and her movements became faster and more agile, and it seemed that he would not only grow himself. In the past, Fatouma was a battle-hardened warrior when she was a minor, but now she is even more powerful.

During the fight, the two knocked over a table in the Golden Tent, on which the golden wine glasses, gem daggers, a pile of pottery coins, and a map of the Tyre region fell to the ground. There was a pottery coin that didn't fall down, and it rolled out a long way. The sumptuous carpet that had been laid on the floor was rolled up, revealing the sand below.

The female elf is smaller than a human and has a lot of strength. In the end, it was Muhati who was pressed under Fatoumah, and the two watched each other in the dark for three heartbeats, and then Muhadi felt the other's soft lips press against his mouth.

After convincing Fatoumah, things were much easier. As a chief, she is naturally the same in the tribe. People like Karim may not be convinced, but they can only obey her orders. Unless he had the guts to duel Fatoumah.

After a few brief questions, Muhathir understood a lot about the current situation around Tyre. During Muhadi's absence, King Tessian worked hard to cut down all the bandits in the vicinity of Tyre, repaired roads and trading posts, financed craftsmen and itinerant artists, and built a translation gallery to translate ancient halfling texts.

At the same time, he reformed the army with an iron hand, built hospitals, nursing homes and other public welfare facilities, and it can even be said that he was more suitable for the throne than most revolutionaries.

Taicien is definitely not a mediocre hand in buying people's hearts. He visited the tribes of Tyre, said good things, and gave them a lot of gifts, ranging from metal weapons to fine fabrics, that made them fall to his side. Every night, King Tessian casts a spell to have his simulacrum doppelganger perform in Tyre's Punishment Square, debating publicly with anyone who questions his policies, and is said to have called every citizen out of the city by name.

On the other hand, Rikas has also earned a part of his reputation due to his long campaign, especially among the soldiers. The Coral Witch Shatiri also announced that she was going out shortly after Muhathir left Tyre, and said goodbye to Tyre for a long time, only to reappear recently.

Muhadi told Sù Fatuma that he was about to go to the city of Tyre to report to the ruling council. The latter then suggested that he would like to visit the city as well, "I have never been to Tyre before, so I happened to stop by this time." ”

"Don't you have to take care of the people of the tribe?"

"They will take care of themselves. The girl said. "As a chief, one of my tasks is to investigate the strength of my allies, so why not go to Tyre?"

"Well, of course, you're welcome. Muhathir readily agreed.

"And. Fatuma said. "If the king of Tyre is also elected by the people, why can't I be chosen as the queen of Tyre? The Tessian you are talking about is just a human being, how many years will he live? I am an elf, and I have no problem living another hundred years. Maybe I can do it. ”

Tessian's rise to the throne was not due to love, but to the exchange of interests, and Muhati remembered the confrontation between Tessian and the Coral Witch. "I'm also human, even if you become queen in a hundred years, I won't see it. ”

"Then if you want to be worthy of me, you will be the king of Tyre in your lifetime, and then I will also be queen. ”

As for the hints in Fatoumah's words, Muhadi pretended not to hear them. But to be the king of Tyre yourself? That's an interesting idea. There is no shortage of examples of famous founding monarchs in the history of the earth who were born as slaves. The Seljuk dynasty, which replaced the Abbasid Empire, had its founding monarch, Seljuk, who was a Ghulam slave under the hands of the Arabs. And the founders of the Mamluk dynasty, which ruled Egypt, were also slave warriors.

Kutbuddin Ayibek, who founded the rule of North India, was even called the Sultan of a Hundred Sheep. Because he was bought from the slave market in Afghanistan for a hundred sheep. But after his master, Gul, was assassinated, he was elected Sultan of Delhi. Since successive generations of rulers were chosen from among slaves, this dynasty was called a slave dynasty.

Thinking about it this way, he was captured as a slave by the elven tribe as soon as he came to Artas, but the life experience of those founding kings is similar. Muhadi couldn't help but think so, but his roots in Tyre were extremely shallow, and he was not the first batch of revolutionary heroes, so he could only think about the throne or something.

After a brief meal of fruit and jerky, the Psychic Warlock dressed up and walked out of the Golden Tent with Fatoumah. Outside the tents were as bustling as usual, with merchants and samurai haggling as if they were ready to fight. A few elven children who were squatting on the ground and poking insects with sticks looked up at them, and then lowered their heads and went to have fun with themselves.

The tribe is bustling with activity, with people selling meat and onions roasted on stones, coated with spicy sauces, and popping. Muhati hadn't eaten this kind of barbecue for a long time.

Before the chief leaves the tribe, it is customary to appoint an agent who will be responsible for handling disputes in the chief's absence. Normally, the agent would be a tribal chanter, but since Muhadi did not stay in the tribe, he had to appoint someone else.

Fatoumah asked Muhdad to nominate a candidate, who thought for a moment and appointed a young warrior, 'A-Dur, to be the sheikh's deputy. This man was a mediocre martial artist, but cunning and wise, spoke three languages, and converted to the First Cause faith when he joined forces with Muhadi's soldiers.

Fatoumah laughed at Muhadi's arrangement, but did not object to it.

"How are you and Fahd doing now?" asked Muhadi as the two got on their horses.

"He?" Fatoumah said. "You put him in the position of councilor, so naturally I have to cooperate with him. But it's better for him to go to the city to be a councillor, so as not to dangle in front of my eyes all the time. As long as he can make money, what if I support him?"

"What about the Elven King's Sword High Cone?"

"I'm coming back. By blood, I am the rightful owner of the high cone. The girl said stubbornly. "With that sword, more elves are coming to us. ”

The elven kingdom was destroyed in the battle of purification, but as a former symbol of royal power, the high cone still has a heavy meaning for many modern elves.

The elf spoke of her conquest of Yuric, and the look on her face was proud and solemn. Elves age much slower than humans, and now she looks a little smaller than Muhadi, still so beautiful and full of wild charm.

She talked about her killing of a strong enemy, and she talked happily. When she said that she was excited, she also affectionately exposed one of her arms, showing a scar on it. This is what I was wounded by a spell when I killed a sand bandit mage. She said triumphantly, and then I slashed his head with a single blow, and his eyes burst open like grapes.

Muhadi looked closely, and the wound had long since healed. But he could imagine that there must have been a lot of blood at the time, and that Fatoumah must have not been treated in time, because of the strange scar left near the wound. "You should find a healer to treat your wounds in time, rather than keep fighting with your strength. ”

"It's just a bruise," Fatoumah said nonchalantly, with a resolute expression. "At that time, my samurai were more in need of treatment, and I could wait. ”

The psychic mancer's heart was filled with sympathy and sadness for the first time in a long time, if he had been by her side at that time, wouldn't she have been hurt?

When it was Muhadi's turn to tell his story, the telemancer briefly described his experience of going to Atki and then visiting Ram, and he did not miss a trip to the astral plane in the middle. Fatoumah listened attentively and interjected to ask questions and ask Muhadi to add details.

The girl was very curious, and when she heard the psychiocrat talk about the amazing scenery along the way, she was very fascinated, and said that she had the opportunity to see the customs and customs of various places. She was not so happy when she heard Muhathir talk about meeting Raina on the road and the face dancer assassin again.

"You like them, don't you?" the elf girl asked sourly. "I'm going to cut off their heads and decorate my tent. ”

"I don't like them, not the kind you think they are. Muhati patiently explained to the girl. "There are a lot of people around me, and these people just happen to be female. I ......, "Is that really the case?" thought the Psychic Warlock. “...... I rarely feel love. When those two people could help me, I just sought their help and nothing else. ”

"Well, when you explain it, it looks like a savior. Maybe you're really a prophesied mortal. Fatuma said. "But let me show that you are lying, and no amount of force can stop me from castrating you. ”

"Psychic warlocks can grow again even if they are castrated. ”

The girl was stunned for a moment, then laughed. "It's the funniest thing that you look cold and stern when you're joking. ”

Muhadi tilted his head.

"Do you think Ram City is better than Tyre?"

"This. The Psychic Warlock thought for a moment. "Tyre is bigger, more prosperous and wealthier. Law and order in the city of Ram is too chaotic, and assassinations are endless. However, due to the revolution, the upper class of Tyre was not as large as Ram's. ”

"I don't like the pretentious kneeling nobles. Fatoumah scoffed at the so-called upper class. "The person who stabbed him in the back was not a samurai. ”

"The person who was stabbed to death was not a samurai, he was just a dead man. Muhathir said. "Even if you look down on the nobles who kneel, you must learn to be careful with their methods. ”

"Our tribe won't be used by the Tyrs, will we?" said Fatoumah. "With you and Fahd here, what can the kneeling adults of Tyr do with us?"

"I hope so. ”

The desert stretches as far as the eye can see, and the continuous dunes may seem similar to the inexperienced traveler, but for herders, it is still possible to discern a suitable path forward.

Rushing in broad daylight is not a pleasant journey. When the dark red sun rises, the temperature of the ground skyrockets, and even the reflection of the sand can be harsh.

The Psychic Warlock doesn't hurt or feel bad, even if the heat reduces his physiology. But Fatoumah didn't have the skills. So Muhati concentrated on a small ability, slightly adjusting the temperature around the girl.

When it was almost noon, the two decided to find a shady place to rest first. So they chose a piece of aeolian rock and hid in its shadow.

Fatumah found a clean place to sit down and took out the jerky, "What do you like?" lizard, horse, or human flesh? ”

"Someday. Muhadi said as he took the horse's meat and took a bite, his mouth full of smell. "I'm going to convince you to change your food culture. ”

"You Muhadi, you are also a member of our Scorpion tribe, you should talk about our food culture. ”

"Well, someday. I'm going to convince us to change our food culture. ”

The girl said as she hugged Xiu. "Do you think it's better to let good meat be eaten by scavengers or wolves? ”

Muhadi shrugged, "That's good meat, let me open your eyes." With that, he took a large piece of the lizard's flesh himself, carefully removed the lymph nodes and other unclean parts of the meat, and then showed an ability to heat it. Although it is more troublesome to use psionic energy to roast meat than to use a campfire, the psychic warlock carefully controls the temperature, not a single point, not a lot.

Soon, the aroma came out of the lizard meat. The psychic warlock carefully controlled the temperature created by the ability, giving the entire surface of the meat an alluring golden color, and transparent oil droplets seeped out of the flesh and slowly flowed along the texture of the food. A strange and seductive scent spreads.

Fatuma watched the Psychic Warlock roast the meat, his eyes softening as watery. "Good technique, where did you learn it?"

"Think it's a genetic trick. Muhadi said to the elf's big almond yellow eyes.

It wasn't until they had eaten until they had eaten that al-Muhadi spoke to Fatoumah. "Would you like to exercise after dinner?"

"In such a place?" Fatuma's face flushed inexplicably, looking particularly delicate, I don't know what she thought, and Muhadi didn't bother to read it. "It's a little bit unpleasant. ”

"It's not up to us to choose the venue. They're going to make trouble here, and I can't help it. Muhadi explained in a low voice. "I just sensed a strange wave of hostile thoughts approaching, be careful, it could be a blasphemer mage. Fighting may be hard to avoid. ”

"Oh. The elf girl said, "I see." She unhooked the recurve bow from her back and took the string from her waist to put it on.

The visitor had no intention of hiding, and appeared directly on a Megilot lizard, judging by his attire, this person was a high-ranking Templar in Tyre. He was tall, with reddish-brown skin, polished insect shell armor, and metal rings on his forearms.

The first to come was known by name, "Teemo, former Templar, San-Ghun of Tyre." I'm here to find the mushaur of the Scorpion tribe. ”

Staff officers are the military system conferred by Muhadi after he proposed military reforms, and are considered to be the middle rank of Tyre, which is lower than the rank of colonel. Legally, Muhadi must obey the orders of the other side, otherwise he has the right to be summarily executed by the other side according to his own military disciplinary regulations.

"Muhadi is here. The Psychic Warlock stood up, Fatuma watching the Templar warily. "What do you do? ”

"King Tessian wants to see you, privately. Teemo said, with a haughty and determined tone in his tone. "The king wants to know what is going on in Ram. ”

"I'm going to Tyre to report to the council," Muhati had a hunch that it would be absolutely nothing good for Tessian to look for him at this time. "How did the king know I was here?"

Teemo's face was resolute and cold, and his eyes were as dark and icy as agate. When he spoke, he felt condescending, as if he had to condescend to talk to al-Muhadi. "His Majesty the King does not need to explain the source of the information to his own soldiers. Staff officer, isn't this one of your military reconstructions?"

Well, it was indeed Mouhathir himself who brought it up, so he could only nod at the moment. "You're right, the king doesn't need to explain anything. ”

But then he changed his tune. "But also according to the new military regulations of Tyre, I don't need to report what I have seen in Ram to King Tessian, otherwise I will be breaking the military chain of command. ”

The military chain of command in Tyre was also one of the military reforms proposed by Muhadi, which clarified the terms of reference of the new army in Tyre and strengthened its combat effectiveness. This regulation specifies that superiors cannot give orders to subordinates below two or three levels below their direct subordinates. "I went to Atki on the orders of the Coral Witch, and then came back via Ram. According to the regulations, I had to report to my immediate supervisor first. ”

(The principle of p.s. ladders is only partially in force in the army, and in fact a general does not need to pass a first-class herald to order his own private in order.) However, it is true that middle and high-level officers cannot directly skip the command of the ranks, unless a link in the chain of command has been broken. Such as death or dismissal. ）

This rebuttal was obviously not what Timo had expected, and he paused for a moment before speaking. "Then you won't come with me?"

Muhadi pressed one hand to the handle of the silver blade. "Please ask King Tessian to give an order to Councillor Shatiri first, and then bring Shatiri's order. Otherwise, I can't break the military decree that I have proposed. ”

Timo lifted his chin. "This is your last warning. ”

Fatuma bent his bow and aimed his arrow at Teemo's head. "You heard him, get out of here, or you're going to have an arrow in your head!"

Timo sneered slightly, then shouted. "Take down this traitor, he betrayed the people of Tyre!"

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