The boy called the former thief Gash as his sidekick and took Aisha with him to the Great Pyramid.

When Rikas set out on the expedition, he took with him most of the experienced soldiers and gladiators. After the expansion, al-Muhathir could nominally command 300 men, but he estimated that half of them would be able to wield a scimitar without injuring himself. []

Rikas was a hero in the arena, but he was not good at governance, and he did not understand the exchange of interests and the-for-tat in parliament. He understands the way of steel, and he always holds his gladiator brothers firmly in check. When Shatili moved into the Witch King's palace, Rikas lived in tents, along with his army.

He is rarely even seen in the City Watch pyramid, as he hates Tessian. His gladiators and the mercenaries who followed him set up a tent outside the city, working with the former Templars only when necessary.

Now, Rikas is gone, taking with him the most powerful military force in Tyre other than the former Templars. The consuls were anxious to form a new army so that Tessian would not become the sole controller of the army in the city. For a time, beggars, thieves, and the crippled were recruited into the army, perhaps courageous, but not warriors.

Muhati led the two to the large square next to the pyramids. Known as the Bone Square, where slaves who died during the construction of the pyramids were buried, it is now a place to train new troops.

The men of the former Second Detachment of the City Watch are lining up in the plaza, waiting to be reviewed. As the clouds of war are approaching day by day, and also in order to get rid of the traces left by the Witch King regime. The City Watch has been renamed the Janissaries

y), which means the New Revolutionary Army, marks the shift in its duty from law and order to combat.

"Centurion Selim of the 2nd Infantry Brigade of the Janissaries reports, Your Excellency. A cynical-looking mercenary walked up to the front of the queue and reported to Muhadi.

What an infantry brigade, the young man looked at the unit in front of him. Half of the people here are old men with gray sideburns, and half of them are ignorant chicks. Except for this centurion, who seemed to be a mercenary, no one here could resist the three blinks of an eye from the desert warriors.

"There should be three centurions, what about the other two?" Muhadi questioned Selim. "I'm the only centurion, and the other two are missing. Selim replied weakly, "Find someone to appoint yourself, sir." ”

Ricas, you're amazing. Muhadi cursed in his heart, "It's not enough for you to take away the cavalry, the horses, and the heavy gray-scaled birds from the city, don't you even leave a single soldier?"

"They don't seem to be in good shape, where did the council get these people?" Muhati asked his centurion.

"If they join the army voluntarily, they pay a blood tax in lieu of the tax money. Selim replied.

"The tax collector is more terrible than the sword of the Witch King's coalition. Aisha commented.

"I seem to know a few of them," said the former thief Gash at this point, "and some of the young boys over there were originally Lord Zaheer's bed-warming slaves. ”

Even the bed warmer slaves were brought in to join the army, and Muhadi suddenly felt that it was ridiculous, these boys learned the position of the court, not the way of wielding a scimitar and a spear. They don't understand the art of killing, what they are best at is enduring humiliation and being whipped, how to become warriors?

"Where's our equipment?" asked the boy again, "I see them with bones and sticks, and their weapons haven't come down yet?"

"Weapons are prioritized for Lord Tessian's 1st Infantry Brigade," explained Centurion Selim, "Lord Tessian's original presence was a thousand Templars. Now that the army has expanded, there are more of the boys under him. Weapons shops throughout the city were working overtime, but they still couldn't meet his needs. ”

"Tyr wants you to serve, but not to you warriors, Muhadi. Aisha frowned as she looked at the dirty old men and imps in front of her. "You're going to lead these people into a fight with the Witch King's coalition?"

"Fighting, not fighting. Muhadi corrected the girl's slip of the tongue.

"yes, war. I like to fight. Centurion Selim said, "Hurry up and fight, then my salary will be settled." ”

"The Governing Council won't even get a salary, will it?" said Muhadi, looking at his centurion.

"Why, is it the duty of the council to pay salaries?" the centurion looked at his chief. "There is only a 'Raid Permit' on it, allowing us to dispatch resources from the enemy. ”

"Your Excellency has a lot of knowledge, and I am a mercenary," Selim said with a big grin, "Makes money by sharing the spoils of war, is it not the same in the army now?"

Not only Selim, but even Gash looked at Muhadi a little strangely, but the former thief was timid and only dared to look secretly.

"We come from the tribes of the desert," Aisha said Muhadi to relieve her embarrassment, "We tribesmen don't need money to fight, but we have heard that people in the city do money to fight." ”

"Well, the Templars did have money to take it before, of course. Selim suddenly realized, "But the creeps don't." I've been here in Tyre since the time of the revolution, and I've fought against several of the surrounding tribes, and I've always plundered after the war. ”

"My lord, I would like to warn you. Most of the soldiers here were natives of Tyre, many of whom had been slaves not long ago and had never left the city. If you want to take us out of the city to rob now, it won't work, and if you go into the desert, these city people will die of dehydration in less than half a day. ”

Anger is the enemy of reason, it blurs one's thinking and affects one's judgment. I have to control it, not be controlled by it.

Muhadi asked Selim as he meditated on the Psychic Mancer's mantra of self-control. "What about you, I can see that you are a good soldier, why weren't you taken by Rikas or joined the 1st Infantry Brigade of Lord Taicien?"

"Me?" Selim whistled, "I'm a prodigal seed, born disobedient. Both Tessian and Rikas were too oppressive, and I liked the uninhibited, free-spirited team. ”

The centurion had not lied, but when he said this, his heart was not as relaxed as he appeared to be.

"You have something on your mind, say it. Muhadi ordered.

The centurion shrugged, "Actually, I was also a Templar, born into an upper-class family. ”

"I tell you, my lord, my story doesn't sound very good...... Selim just began, and he didn't want to go on.

"The story has already begun, then you have to finish it. Muhathir said.

"Okay...... Once, I was in the city chasing down the shirts

"I thought I was going to die, but I didn't. There is a grocery store in the alley, and an old woman and her granddaughter take care of it. ”

"The old woman dragged me into their house, and her granddaughter cleaned my wounds, stitched up the wounds, and fed me mixed vegetable soup and water until I was out of danger. ”

"She sewed my tattered cloak and robe with bright red silk thread from the city of Ankara. "She and her grandmother were slaves, and they were merely keepers of the storefront," said the centurion, in a nostalgic tone. And the thread was removed from the fabric that her grandmother used when she was young, when she got married. This is her greatest treasure, a gift she has given me. ”

"When I got back to the City Watch, my chief threw me a new cloak and robes. The centurion shrugged again, "The new uniform is neat and crisp, the fabric is of the highest quality, and it is spotless. This new outfit has no frays, no scratches, no tears...... There is no red either. The Templars represent the authority of the Witch King and must always be well-armoured. ”

"My commander said to me: 'Dress yourself well, you are a child of a superior family, don't dress like a slave.' He also said, "Your old uniform can be burned." ”

"The next morning, I ran away...... Went to a place where people no longer mark their origins, and people are free to choose what to wear. The centurion finished his story and spread his hands.

"The slave girl must have recognized you as a Templar. Muhadi and Aisha were silent, and it was Gash who answered.

"Maybe. Selim said, "Anyway, as soon as I heard that Tyre had broken out the revolution, I rushed back." When the council was enlisting slaves to form a new army, I volunteered to stay and lead the new recruits. Although they are weak and stupid, they should not let any black-hearted officer sacrifice them all as cannon fodder. ”

The Psychic Mantra's mantra of self-control does work, and it always works. When Muhadi looked at the ragged, malnourished, barely standing in a crooked queue of former slaves who had volunteered to join the army, he felt no longer angry.

"I promise you, they will not be cannon fodder," Muhati said to his centurion calmly, "and one day they will become the whip of Tyr." ”

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