Chapter 195: Selection of the Guards (2)
Some soldiers have already begun to retreat in their hearts, which is no longer considered a selection, but a torture.
"I'll give you ten minutes to think about it, think about what to give up, and walk straight out of the ranks, I won't blame you, you are all good soldiers in Boer City. ”
Ron was quite satisfied with the overall quality of these soldiers, and before that, Kiru had conducted a selection for martial arts fighting and bow and arrow shooting. Ron has high requirements for these pro-guard soldiers, they must be both near and far, and they must be proficient in everything. They are skilled in close combat, ready to kill at any time, and once they have picked up a bow and arrow. It's a headache again. They will be the most comprehensive and excellent fighters, the soul of the entire Boer City army.
Good equipment must also be combined with excellent soldiers to exert the greatest power.
As the most elite soldiers in Boer City, Ron will certainly not be stingy with their treatment, they will get the most sophisticated equipment, the most scientific food matching, the most complete training equipment, and the most enviable salary...... Of course, meeting them will also be the most difficult challenge.
"Ron, is there enough time?"
Merial quietly tugged at the corner of Ron's coat and asked in a voice that only two people could hear.
"Of course it's enough, the defenders of Yoder Town have already started to send scouts to this side at this time. Ron whispered, "I've sent Will and Ginny out with the cavalry, and I estimate that when the defenders of Yoder Town get the news, they will most likely retreat immediately." ”
"I'm not worried about this, I'm worried about Luo Yaling. Merial frowned.
"You mean, you're worried about them cutting off their beards?" Ron smiled, "That's impossible." ”
"How can you be so sure? This is the best opportunity to expand your lordship. ”
"It wasn't long after Luo Ya Ling just lost the lord, at this time, the safest way for them to deal with it is to also arrange some scouts to come over to investigate, and the scouts will come and go, back and forth between our Boer City and Luo Ya Ling, it will take two days at the earliest, as for whether they dare to take the risk to attack Yode Town, it is not certain. The initiative of this war is always in our hands, and the selection only needs to be one day today, and we will set off tonight!"
While Ron and Meria were discussing the future of Bol City, time was ticking, but this time, none of the soldiers who came to participate in the selection were on the line.
"Very well, it looks like you've all chosen to keep fighting. Ron said with satisfaction: "To be selected here, you are also the elite of ordinary soldiers, even if you can't get the qualification of the pro-guard in the end, we will praise and reward those who are not selected." Let's go, everyone!"
Ron's words caused the stones in the hearts of many soldiers to fall to the ground, and with Ron's order, more than 400 soldiers immediately sprinted on the Great Plains.
"Come, let's have a drink. ”
Seeing the soldier's figure fade away, Ron suddenly sat on the high platform, and took out a high-necked wine bottle sealed by a wooden cork and two wooden cups from the spatial ring in his hand, Ron patted the place in front of him, and motioned for Meria to sit down.
"Okay, I'll just tell you where my pineapple wine went, so you secretly brought it over. Merial crossed her hands on her hips with a look of crying and laughing, this kind of Westhal's specialty wine, just took out some last night and let Ron taste it, but he didn't expect it to be in the latter's spatial ring now.
"It's rare to have some free time, so hurry up and have a couple of drinks. Ron ignored Merial's complaints, and said to himself, "Once the selection is over, I can say that we will be busy for the next few months." ”
Merial hesitated, then sat down beside Ron.
"Are we really going to Yoder?" Meria took a sip from her wooden glass, "I'm still a little uneasy. ”
"You guy, to be honest, just aren't decisive enough, that's your biggest problem. Ron took a large sip of pineapple wine, letting the aroma of pineapple and the pungent sensation of the wine slowly release in his mouth: "The fighter plane on the battlefield is fleeting, and if you hesitate, the best opportunity will slip out of your nose." War is our best chance, if we don't expand our territory quickly and compete for resources at this time, how can you get to Wieshal, how can you rescue your sister?"
Seeing that Merial didn't speak, just lowered her head and drank a full drink, Ron suddenly snatched the cup from the latter's hand.
"Y-what are you doing?" Merial looked at Ron in surprise.
"You don't have the majesty of being a lord. Ron said helplessly.
"No, I'm thinking about my sister. Meria's expression was a little lonely: "This Valsacas prison is known as the most terrifying place in the mainland, and it is even more terrifying than the death penalty to be imprisoned here. ”
"Where is this Valsas?" Ron suddenly thought of the desert island prisons where prisoners were imprisoned in some film and television works in his previous life, except for waiting for death here.
"To the north of the United Kingdom of Lothar, in the White Ridge Mountains. Meria sighed: "Before my sister was arrested, she once told me that the prisoners in the prison will be sealed by a special means to seal the fighting spirit, this special curse will only be lifted when they die, even if a prisoner escapes, they will be frozen to death and starved to death in the vast snowy mountains, not to mention that since the prison was built, no one has been able to escape." ”
Ron stopped talking.
Indeed, they are now only small lords of a principality in the fjords of death, and the gap between them is too great if they want to have the power to subvert a large empire.
"That's why we should work harder. Ron smiled, "Just a month ago, I was a deserter in Hamp City, and you were only a small squadron leader, but we haven't defeated the Second Army of tens of thousands of people? ”
Meria nodded slightly, it is true that as Ron said, she was sent to the Deathfjord, and she was ready to spend the rest of her life in a daze, but Ron's appearance made him see hope for the future and the possibility of revenge.
"Ron, are you really from the Duchy of Hamp?" Meria's beautiful eyes stared at Ron, "My gut tells me that your origins are not so simple. ”
"A woman's intuition?" Ron smiled and shrugged, "I'll tell you when the time is right......"