Chapter Seventy-Five: Vacancies
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"Second-in-command. Second-in-command. The rat on the side was probably a little anxious because of the long wait. After all, what he thought in his heart at this time was to quickly make a decision and conclude this matter, as long as he could give others a fact that could clear his own involvement, he believed that the turmoil in this matter would definitely not blow on his head.
"Yes. The blood frenzy on the side, who was immersed in memories, reacted and broke away from the state of the god of Leng. His eyes briefly looked at the rat below, and then he realized that he had just fallen into the memory and had not yet come up with a way to deal with it in time.
After all, the six captains of the bloodthirsty mercenary group are indispensable, and as the deputy regiment and chief captain, he should fill the two vacant places both in public and private.
Soldiers and horses are naturally good for themselves, and the regiment commander is also collecting warrior masters in Guangluo for some reason, although the intention is not very clear, but it is nothing more than recruiting troops and horses to expand the power, after all, more people are better to do things.
And among the six captains, except for only two or three of them who were their original team, the rest were all good players who didn't know where the head of the regiment had found him.
These people are all extraordinary, and even the second captain, that is, the second captain of the six captains, is almost the same as himself, and each of these captains will have nourishing medicinal materials distributed every month for their cultivation and body.
All of this made the blood madness deeply believe that the head of the regiment might be a noble son of a concubine, and wanted to pull up a group of sub-forces here, so as to add some bargaining chips for his future outcome.
After all, in order to cultivate masters, most of the resources in the family are supplied to the bloodline, and naturally the rest are scattered and not enough to produce bloodlines.
As a result, some people with ideas will break away from the family and look for forces outside to arm themselves, and when they grow up to have a certain right to speak, they will settle in the pattern and fight for themselves to truly become the head of the family.
Although this kind of behavior that seems to be using the power of relatives to interfere in important matters within their own family is despised by many people, after all, only the winner can have the last laugh, isn't it? As long as you can be a master, you have to fight to the death, and when you really do that position, you will find that everything is worth it.
Every time he thought of this, the blood maniac couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart, after all, if the head of the regiment could really use his external force to kick into the position of the head of the family as he thought, then these rootless mercenaries could be regarded as having a home, after all, the brothers who followed him to fight for life and death could not be treated badly.
When the time comes, one or two places will be arranged at will, and the rest will be integrated into the family's armed forces. Although the bloodthirsty mercenary group may have been dismantled, everything can't be seen from one side, and not everyone likes the life of licking blood with a knife, and he is also afraid of death.
What's more, if you can really become a family power recognized by the empire at that time, then you can be regarded as a member of the nobility, and you will be protected by the laws of the empire.
Every time I think of this, I can't help but be overjoyed, and secretly think that I am with the right person. But as everyone knows, whether his mysterious head will really be a noble man who recruits troops and horses as he thinks.
If not, then what is the purpose of his work so hard to collect and snar masters and provide cultivation resources, I'm afraid the story of this will not be clear for a while. Of course, these are unreliable conjectures.
Maybe all of this is just wishful thinking behind the blood, but it doesn't rule out whether the mysterious leader will have any real ulterior secrets. No one can jump to conclusions until there is a result.
It stands to reason that all this will definitely not be known, and the blood maniac who has been determined to follow his head to do a good job will no longer find fault with the whole thing, I am afraid that he is now thinking about how to strengthen his own power so that he can increase the "bargaining chips" for his own captain.
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frowned, what the blood madness was thinking about was the vacancy of the six captains, the masters in the regiment who could be promoted had already been promoted, and the rest were all unsuccessful guys.
Take a long-term view, there don't seem to be any famous characters in Jinsha Town recently. As for the farther area, it is not part of Jinsha's sphere of influence, and the Blood Maniac does not have the ability to meddle in the situation elsewhere.
Looking around, at the moment, there is no one who can find a C-level or above martial artist in his one-third of an acre of land, after all, no one wants to stay in this place because of the climate.
Although there is a lot of oil and water to be fished under the industrial chain brought by the black ship, it is mostly some politicians who are suitable for doing these things, rather than mercenaries who are fighting to the death. Flamboyant politicians and cunning businessmen are a perfect match when they come together, and when someone collects money and someone takes the blame, there is no one more suitable for this kind of black-box operation than they have this invisible thing that can divert firepower.
Without the charm of money, the mercenaries who are drunk and dreaming of death will not die in one place, except for the real snake on the territory, these people are all shooting for a gun, their schedule is to find a place to make a fortune casually, and after they are defeated, they will remember that they have no money to spend, and then they will repeat the same mistakes and continue the above cycle.
It may be many years before some of them wake up and give up this profession, cover up the scars and return to their hometown, marry a wife and have children, and live an ordinary life. But for now, they are still living a life of scavenging like hyenas, complete opportunists.
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I scratched my scalp in annoyance, but the black hair was extremely tough, and it was often re-erected like a hedgehog thorn after being stroked by a big hand, and it was completely unaffected.
The blood maniac expression was a little distressed, because there was really no one under his hands who could be pulled out, and the rest of the crooked melons and cracked dates, not to mention the head of the regiment, even he was a little disdainful.
One by one, the sick seedlings who couldn't help but be windy, and the sharp-eyed blood maniac even accidentally saw someone yawning at the end of the team, leaning against the tree and directly starting to snore.
The green tendons on the forehead are tight and loose, the recruitment threshold in the regiment has been relaxed a little recently, and some cats and dogs can come in, it seems that it is necessary to pause the scale of expansion, and first practice this group of recruits.
Hold back the anger that has risen to the throat, after all, the group of mercenaries in front of him because most of them are new recruits, so the strength and quality are uneven is understandable, I believe that as long as I go through some hellish devil training, I guarantee that they will all be upright for me, although they may still be useless in some paper tigers at that time, but it is also good to be able to pull them out and slip around, this is also a way for blood madness to have no way, who called this Jinsha Plain not very rare to recruit people.
Subconsciously want to turn over from the mount, after all, after sitting on the top for a long time, although the 3C level physical fitness will not be affected, but in general, the position is still different from daily activities, and the habitual comparison is still better down-to-earth.
The rat on the side was so frightened by the sudden action of the deputy head that he almost lost his soul, after all, his hands and feet could not be really clean in what he did, and there was a high probability that the incident in the east window would happen, and the other party had been silent before, so that he almost thought that he had been exposed, and now this action made him feel even more apprehensive.
"Huh?"
When he got to the ground, of course the blood maniac with good eyes would not ignore that there was another person here, and after looking seriously for the first time, he couldn't help but let out a puzzled sound.