Garnif took a deep breath, his voice still trembling, and said, "This time, I was able to find this problem and avoid the same mistakes, and Emmons was indispensable...... Kids, you may not know that when you're training in the base, Emmons, the ...... on the podium," Garnif said and beckoned to me, and I flew up inexplicably and stood firmly on the podium, below which were hundreds of dark cultists who had just stabbed themselves in the heart with short knives. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

“...... This one, with only 4,500 brothers of the Order, turned the entire Parabon region upside down, not only defeated tens of thousands of ruffians and hooligans who oppressed us every day, but also defeated the capital of the brutal war madman Haraus, and taught the noble lords who rode on our heads to make a fortune, you say, he is not powerful!" said Ganif, his voice high-pitched, and he waved his hand to the sky excitedly, full of youthful passion for battle that did not correspond to his image at all.

"Awesome!" replied like a tsunami.

"You say, he is such a powerful man, in place of the dead sinner Stallone, as the commander of your legion, is he worthy!" said Garnifer's face flushed.

Next, I heard tens of thousands of people in the audience shouting in a voice as neat as one person:

"Phew!"

It was with such a loud "bah" that I became the commander of the Fourth Legion.

That was the first time in my life that I was "bah" by so many people. Of course, there may be more in the future, it doesn't matter. A little later, Vicente followed the mark I had left behind, and came with the rest of the brethren.

Before that, I had found the missing brethren in the dungeons of the Fourth Legion, who had not eaten for a long time, and had only drunk some rainwater seeping from the patio for the past few days, but none of them had relented and turned to Stallone. They always insisted that they were my subordinates, the pride of the 15th Brigade, and that even if they died, the Heroic Spirit would be on the roster of the 15th Brigade.

My presence caused a stir among these exhausted boys, who still didn't know what was going on, thinking that I had been caught by Stallone and had come to persuade them to surrender, and their faces showed a dazed, desperate, and dead gray of collapsed ideals.

But soon, they understood that Stallone was dead and that I was the new commander of the Fourth Legion.

After a brief cheer, they were faced with a question they had been facing for the past few days: whether to stick to the identity of the 15th Brigade or to join the 4th Army.

"Brothers, we have lived and died together for so long, and you should know who I am all the way over. I have never been polite to the enemy, but I have always had something to say about my comrades-in-arms, brothers who fought side by side and were born and died. "I stood at the door of the dungeon, stretched out my hands, and said to the brethren that the cooks of the Fourth Legion had gone to cook, and that I had to settle this matter before eating.

I said, "I don't put pressure on you. To tell you the truth, I rescued your Overseer on my way here, and now he is back to safety, he is my good friend, good brother! But he also said that if everyone is willing to stay and assist him, he will naturally be very moved, but if everyone is willing to follow me, he can rest assured, after all, we have lived and died together, and I have also won the favor of the high priest, and the future development is also unlimited. You don't have to make a decision in a hurry, the situation near Parabun is not clear now, you can rest in the base for a while, I will prepare the best accommodation for you, and when the battle situation is almost stable, those who are willing to join will be directly recruited, and if you are not willing to join, tell me, I will send you to join the Sakya. So, so be it, what's the problem?"

Of course, there won't be any problems, in fact, as soon as this passage was finished, there were 100 people who expressed their willingness to join the Fourth Legion, and I roughly glanced at it, most of them were the 100 people that Alvin Ann was in before, so it can be seen that this guy has done enough work early on.

In fact, people always conform to the herd, and have always adhered to an invisible bottom line, in fact, because no one took the lead in breaking it, and now there is the first batch of people who swore allegiance to me and joined the Fourth Legion, and among the rest of the people, there are constantly people who grit their teeth and are ruthless, and come out to receive their own military rations. In less than half an hour, almost all those who had been shaken in their hearts came out, and the rest were less than five hundred, who always insisted on belonging to the fifteenth brigade.

At this point, I won't do anything dirty. I ordered the dungeon doors to be opened, and dinner and lodging were prepared for them, all in the highest condition. They are all brothers who crawled out of the pile of dead people together, and they can't let them suffer.

As a result, more than 100 people have changed their minds and joined us.

After the matter was dealt with here, I finally met Tex, who somehow had been sent for treatment with a wound that had been sent to him earlier, along with little Wami.

I met Tex in the detached officer's quarters, his face swollen with bread, bruised bruises, one cheek high and swollen, and two fingers chopped off, just like the graceful French gentleman I had when I first met him.

Seeing this kind of Tex made my heart flutter. If Tex is like that, what about little Wami? But I can't just leave Tex and go straight to Wamy. I have just become the commander of this army by the grace of Garnif, and my position has not yet been secured, and it is difficult to guarantee that after Garnif leaves, these old men of the Fourth Legion will not obey me, so they naturally have to show a love for their subordinates and take the lead.

In fact, I also know that in order to be a good leader, my personal affairs should always be resolved last, even if I am already anxious.

Hearing me enter, Tex struggled to sit up, and reluctantly opened his eyes, but could only open a line because his face was swollen.

"General, are you here?" he muttered.

I reluctantly smiled and joked, "I can't imagine that you can still hear you being beaten into a pig's head by others." ”

But it was clear that my clumsy joke had no effect, and tears oozed from the cracks in the eyes of Tex's puffy face, and he said in a trembling voice: "I knew you would come......! I actually hurt everyone like this......"

I patted him lightly on the shoulder, and I couldn't speak for a long time.

Next, Tex easily calmed down and said slowly.

It turned out that immediately after we left, he contacted the Inquisition to investigate the strategic environment near the camp and the distribution of the legions, and it was not long before he got the news that there was a strong Fourth Army in a col near Tisburdin.

So he immediately managed to get in touch with the Fourth Legion, raised my name, and asked Stallone to cooperate with our actions and give us some shelter and military support. Stallone was keenly aware that this was an opportunity, so he followed Tex to the station, and with the help of Hull's "Great Brahma Dream", he wiped out the elites of the 15th Brigade and tied them all back to the training base without any effort. Like the people he was kidnapped, Stallone tortured them every day, forced them to change their insistence with hunger and whips, and in the few days between they were arrested and I found them, hundreds of brothers had died under Stallone's whip. Even the team's top officer, Tex, was not spared, and he had to endure inhuman punishment every day. Stallone was counting on Tex to let go, so that the whole team would be able to digest it easily.

It's a pity that Tex, who is a double agent, is a tough guy, even if he was tortured day and night for several days, even if his fingers were chopped off twice, he didn't let go.

I patted him on the shoulder with admiration and said, "Have a good rest, don't think too much, recover sooner, I still need you to help me." The day you recovered, the day you took up the position of captain of the Seventh Brigade of my Fourth Legion. ”

With that, I pushed open the hidden door and walked out, next to Tex's room, where little Wami was, who I had been thinking about.

Before pushing the door, I had 11,000 assumptions, and I was mentally prepared for even the worst outcome, so I would drag Sylvester Stallone out and whip the corpse, and then raise Wami for the rest of my life. But even though I had said that, my hand trembled as I stretched out my hand to push the door, and my palm rested on the thin pine panel, but I never had the strength to push it open.

Until...... Shirley couldn't stand it anymore, so she reached out and clicked lightly, and the wooden door squeaked and opened inward.

As the wooden door opened, I subconsciously closed my eyes.

"Baba?" a delicate voice sounded, and then, a soft and fragrant little body slammed into my arms, and a pair of pink and tender hands hugged my waist.

Then came the cry of "Whoa, whoa, whoa", as if I had been greatly wronged, and little Wami buried her head deep in my stomach, tears and snot making a mess of the black cloak there.

"Baba...... The Lun family still thinks you don't want Wami anymore!" Little Wami sobbed and cried, and as soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to remember something, and pinched my back indignantly, and I only felt as if it was pinched by the pincers of a small river crab, and I laughed out loud.

I picked up little Wami and spun around in the air, then kissed her the cheek, and tried to say something funny, but the words choked up.

Xiao Wami also flattened his mouth, and wanted to cry out, but suddenly wiped his nose, broke his tears and smiled: "Baba is an adult, don't cry...... Oh" After speaking, he reached out and scraped the bridge of my nose.

I couldn't help but laugh, but I saw Shirley frowning and looking into the room very seriously.

I followed Shirley's gaze into the room, and saw a thin-faced young man, with a smile on his face, sitting on the floor of the small Wami room, holding a freshly sharpened wooden horse in his hand.

My eyes instantly turned cold, and I gently touched Anduriel on my waist, and said coldly, "Who are you? Get out!"

The man's eyes flashed for a moment, then he regained his composure, smiled, and put down the Trojan horse in his hand. I noticed a steel sword with a hollow carved handle hanging from his waist, and what appeared to be a longbow hanging from his back.

He smiled and said, "You must be Emmons, right? ”

I held up Anduriel and pointed at him, "Get out, I don't want to say it a second time." ”

The smile on the man's face finally couldn't be hung up, although he was still smiling, his eyes were cold. He said slowly, "I have always disliked the fact that people point their swords at me. ”

I was about to continue to say something, but Xiao Wami suddenly stood on tiptoe, hugged my sword-raising hand, and looked at me with watery eyes: "Baba, uncle is a good man, he asked that fierce uncle not to beat me......"

I frowned and looked at Little Wami, and the Anduriel in my hand unconsciously put it down: "Really, Little Wami?"

Vami nodded.

I looked at this man and didn't think he was a good man.

"Don't look at me like that. The man smiled, and there was a sparkle in his eyes, and said, "I can't stand the suspicion of others." ”

As he spoke, the man walked over and stretched out his left hand to me: "Meet me, my name is Tello, and I'm from Skyrim." ”