"What a slave like us is to look at people with the eyes of others! In today's world, nine out of ten people who meet us smile at us, aren't they afraid that we will give them a reference behind our backs! On the surface, they are submissive and flattering, and the bottom of their eyes is like a fly! What is it that is ugly to scold in their hearts! How can anyone like this lord respect us as a person! This one! Ha Jong-hyun, who was riding on a horse, stretched out his hand and slapped the two of them, and finally knocked away the tears from his eyes, but he couldn't make his face no longer red. Although he was a great eunuch in charge of affairs, he was only sixteen years old, and compared with those old eunuchs who had long been rotten, he still longed for human dignity. He entered the palace at the age of seven, and in the past nine years, he has not known how many ways he has walked in front of the ghost gate, but he is afraid that the little ghosts guarding the door will recognize him! If it weren't for the fact that his brain turned a few seconds faster than others, and his heart sieve was twice as thin as others, I was afraid that he would not be able to keep his identity as an "adult" who was mixed up in various palaces like today, even a complete corpse! As a eunuch, he actually knows that he is not a person, neither male nor female, whether physical or mental, he is not human, arrogant and arrogant when he gains power, and worse than his grandson when he loses power, but in his heart, he still instinctively longs to get a little bit of real respect, a real look of sight, instead of only respecting his master on the surface, the emperor, and secretly not knowing what kind of grandma-like flattery he scolds him into. Now, this situation, which used to be just a fantasy in a dream, was actually experienced with a man who had no fundamental background and was just a part-time and vulgar military general.

He didn't know that it was the light on Silver Dust, Silver Dust made everyone very clear, one was one, and he never saw one person as an appendage of another, even if that person was a slave. His own so-called housekeepers and maids are all independent, with their own personality and development demands, how can he distinguish between other people, such as three, six, nine, etc., and look down on people?

This kind of light on Yinchen's body is his most unique temperament, attracting more and more people, and he doesn't even need to use any spiritual magic to exchange for the favor and even gratitude of others.

For example, when the eunuchs enter someone else's house, they must not sit, because they have bad luck on their buttocks, which Li Mengshi knows and carefully maintains, so there is such a hurry to make Yinchen up, after all, the eunuchs are all standing and waiting, and their patience is very poor.

But as soon as Yinchen came, he directly let Lord Xia sit in the guest seat, and drank tea poured out of a pot with Lord Xia, and it was impossible to replace it with other people in the palace, but Yinchen did this, he received Lord Xia with the standard process of receiving an ordinary visitor, but he didn't know that he should actually deal with this person who was gone below in the same way as treating the servants of his superiors.

Lord Xia left, Yinchen spread out the holy decree, read it carefully, and made sure that he did not misunderstand the meaning of this simple holy decree, so he frowned, bit his cheek and picked up a small arrow rolled in the holy decree.

As soon as the arrow came out, if he saw Shang Fang's sword, he had the authority to cut first and then play, but a task with a mark, that is, to support the escort of the Royal Forest Army with three platoons, actually needed to "cut first and then play"? Yinchen didn't understand, although he was generally sure that there would be some conspiracy here, but he really didn't know what kind of conspiracy could be in it.

After all, at this time, the true king Zhao Lingyun was still honestly staying in the official residence, and most of his subordinates were also involved in the planning of the financial sniper war, and before the new offensive arrived in October, there would be no idle time to manage all parties above the court. And the Linghuang, the Hou Party, and even the Eunuch Party, all rely on this guy to defend the country, or protect their own vested interests, no one wants to move this pillar of the country, after all, Yang Wuving, who is fighting with the northerners on the front line, only listens to the dispatch of the Zhenwang family, and the generals of other troops, but who have a little ability to win in the hands of the northerners, are all guided by this family, although the new little Zhenwang may not have the experience and precipitation of his Laozi, but the record of defeating the prince of Beiguo Su in the secret realm has fully demonstrated that the new Zhenwang around him is not easy to mess with, therefore, in the case that his core interests are not threatenedWho would want to provoke such a taciturn and important figure? Yinchen didn't think that the Spirit Emperor or the Hou Party could be so stupid.

"Since it's not a conspiracy against Zhao Lingfeng, then you can be a group performer and spectator, right?" Yinchen thought so, so he could only take the holy decree and return to the bedroom, and honestly asked Li Mengshi to help him change his clothes - the chain mail of this era is too difficult to wear.

Yinchen finally put on his helmet, feeling that his neck was going to fail, but there was no way, he didn't wear this, and it was estimated that he didn't have the face to walk in front of the Spirit Emperor with his forbidden army small standard.

He went out and soon arrived at the army station. Completely different from the others, even though Silver Dust had a clerical position, he would never allow his men to be stationed in his courtyard, after all, these people were not paid by Silver Dust.

He had been training these men since he took office in May, training them in the same way that the Triangle Pillar Force trained new soldiers, and the officers in charge of logistics were cursed by him with all kinds of vicious spirits, and they did not dare to embezzle his share of military pay and supplies, and the chefs invited by Silver Dust also used the standards as close to those of the Delta Force to satisfy the appetite of these samurai who were forced to sign a demonic contract.

Why doesn't Yinchen use the training method of China's Invincible Army?

The answer is that Yinchen can't set up a political commissar in the army, because the people of this world, even righteous people, may not have such a noble consciousness. Before the advent of communism, before the arrival of the industrial revolution, in the absence of exploitation and oppression by external industrial enemies, and without the foundation of the working class cultivated by internal industrial forces, it was only a ghost that he could succeed in building a red force, and it is estimated that he could not even find a responder. After all, for the people of this world, it is even more impossible than the Shang Dynasty people building the light of Shenwei Taihu Lake, right?

Therefore, Silver Dust can only train these veteran oils with the training standards of the Delta Force, under the terrifying high pressure of the demon contract, no one dares to relax, and Silver Dust pays nothing more than a blank check promising them to soar.

Now, of course, these blank checks are in their first cashing window.

After a little more than two months of training, they were already different from the other southern soldiers, and it was even impossible for them to reintegrate back, so Yinchen asked them to secretly join "Xiao" to take care of their feelings.

Yinchen's car stopped when he arrived at the gate of the camp, he got out of the car, and saw two soldiers guarding the door saluting him, holding his right hand diagonally upward, a Nazi style, this kind of military salute is required by Yinchen, and as a member of "Xiao", they need to learn two different military salutes, Xiao's military salute is the same as the US Army Air Force, it is a simple action, and the military salute of regular forbidden soldiers is all based on Nazi military salute.

This is the so-called overkill, in the face of the southern army that is weaker than the weakest Manchu Eight Banners Army in the history of the ancient earth, in the face of the defeat of the army, the military training is lax, the military spirit is extremely weak, and the southern Praetorian Guard can only walk around on the city wall and cannot complete any actual combat tactics, even if Yinchen is only for the lives of hundreds of people in this city, he must cultivate a strong force as strong, ruthless, and desperate as the stormtroopers, otherwise, he really doesn't know what the city can rely on to survive in the face of the attack of the north。

Since ancient times, the country has slaughtered the national capital!

Thinking of this, Silver Dust replied to them with the same heroic and mighty military salute that might have been pieced together from the bones of countless innocents in the ancient Earth era. Soldiers, sometimes they don't need to waste their tongues, all praise, understanding, support and loyalty are covered in a military salute, even if this military salute is equivalent to black horror.

After that, he slowly walked into the barracks.

Completely different from what ordinary people expected, the marching station was not luxurious at all, but extremely shabby. The gate of the barracks in front of Yinchen is a cottage gate with rice strips as the skeleton and thatch, which is even much more pitiful than the mountain gates of some medium-sized sects.

So shabby! So humble! So sloppy! Just like the whole country, the attitude towards national defense!

Silver Dust raised his eyes to look at the dilapidated gate that symbolized the status of the soldier for a second, snorted a little angrily, and strode in.

Behind the gate is the school field, where the forbidden soldiers who sit in the sun in twos and threes, throwing away their armor and abandoning their armor, like a defeated army, many soldiers throw their shining bronze helmets very casually to play, and even fall to the ground, fall deformed, and stained with mud and dirt.

Like the status of a soldier in this empire.

No matter how golden the armor is, no matter how unattainable the rank of the forbidden army is in the eyes of the common people, they are soldiers and warriors after all, and they are almost as low-status and charging animals as cheap slaves in this civilian-bureaucratic society.

Poor and rich in martial arts, he can't go on and join the army.

In this vast barracks, where only thatched houses are used as barracks, several majestic and proud figures entered from the entrances of other barracks, and the old man scolded those men who had lost their armor and abandoned their armor. Ordinary soldiers, one by one, with gray faces and reluctant faces, stood up with dusty helmets or armor, as if they had suddenly been called to work by the contractor to work as low-class migrant workers, lazily calling people and assembling the whole team. Dusting off the armor with a lot of scrambling, and even washing it with plenty of water, and then drying it with a fierce wind, the chain mail was finally shiny with gold, and then the formation was staggered, and it took three or five slogans to straighten the queue horizontally and vertically.

Those who came in at the same time as Yinchen were all such a standard as Yinchen, all of them picked up their whips in anger, whipped these disobedient subordinates, straightened the crooked team, dragged out the disobedient recruits, stripped their armor and clothes, whipped them with military sticks, and even beheaded them, it was in such a bloody mess that it took nearly half an hour for Lala to sort out a co-2000 soldiers, the horses had not yet been brought in, and the weapons had not yet been obtained!

As for Yinchen, since he entered the camp, when he went to that station, a loud military horn sounded automatically, and everyone who heard it looked sideways.

One standard, 200 people, all dressed in golden chain mail, with a heavy sword on his back in both hands, and even a kettle hanging from his waist, hula lala in front of him 90 meters in formation, three times five divided by two into 8 rows of phalanx, and then stepped on the same pace as the SS.

Wow!

Every leg lift is extremely neat, and every step is an accurate 75 centimeters. The movements of 200 people are exactly the same as one person, the number is not bad, and the momentum is simply terrifying in the chaotic barracks.

Everyone's movements are like steel, standard, cold and hard, capable and brief, without mud and water, without any personal characteristics, only a monstrous coercion at the military level.

Silver Dust did use American-style brutal training to teach a Nazi SS a lesson, but don't forget, this is an otherworldly continent ruled by Gangfeng.

The army here will inevitably generate military momentum.

In the military situation, there is a very important indicator, which is the degree of integration, or the degree of cooperation between everyone. The more disciplined the army, the higher this index and the stronger the combat effectiveness.

While integration isn't the only determining factor, it's the easiest of all to grasp and has the most potential for improvement. The limit of this factor can make an army composed of a body warrior become a black feather army that is feared by the world. However, the Nazi SS of Silver Dust easily broke through the limit of integration explored by the Black Feather Army.

The Black Feather Army went into battle, the sky and the earth changed color, the sunny day turned cloudy, and the windless environment slowly blew a breeze. This is the world's highest quality army unique to the vision of heaven and earth, each soldier's port style is integrated with all his comrades, and the celestial phenomena can be changed to a limited extent. Just like in the wizarding world, many magicians unite and chant together to complete a large magic. After all, these wind source warriors are users of the power of the wind no matter what.

And as soon as the small mark of silver dust came out, the gathering of two hundred people directly made the sky dark!

Dark clouds shrouded the wind, and in the sky, among the black clouds, even a trace of lightning flashed, which was a vision of heaven and earth, a symbol of the legendary magic power of the sub-forbidden spell level, and a proof of the super military strength against the sky. As soon as the eighty-fourth standard of his forbidden army was assembled, the entire barracks were immediately disrupted, and those soldiers who had assembled but were like stragglers were even frightened.

Iron Army, Super Iron Army.