Locke was a private in the Kingdom of Faustin, and he began his military service at the age of 14, and he is still a four-year veteran. Today he is in a good mood, because it is the day of military salary, the private of the kingdom has three silver deleks a month, plus the two silver deleks that Baron Kaidozi provided for his soldiers, he can get four silver delaves, why is there one less, because the military salary issued by the state, the military department always has to be greedy, this is the custom.

Locke was already anxious to get the four silver deletes, and then ask the baron's caravan to send three of them back to his hometown, he hoped that his sister would buy a ribbon of her liking, that her hair would no longer be wrapped in coarse linen, and that his parents would be able to eat a meal or two of white bread in the next month, and that they were already in poor health. The remaining silver deloe, Locke still stayed to invite his brothers to drink, as a small and powerful private, he was the captain of a 10-man squad.

He knew that his brethren were not having a good time, and that the third class had only two silver deles a month, and the servants had only one silver dele, and that they needed to break their money into copper delews to spend on it, both to subsidize their families and to spend their own expenses, which was simply not enough. In order to make the battle more united, and in order to have so many subordinates who are loyal to him and can block him twice at critical moments, Locke never cares about treats.

His ten-man squad, there are five third-class privates, five servants, except for three of these guys who were added to their squad two months ago, the rest are brothers who have been fighting together for at least half a year, most of them are as old as Locke, but the military age is younger than Locke, they are all recruits who have only joined the army for one or two years, most of them admire their squad leader Locke from the bottom of their hearts, because their big brother Locke is both generous and righteous, every time he leads the ring, he always takes the brothers to have a drink, and after the battle, the most important thing is that they have been more or less taken care of by Locke in the battle, a small care, so that the members of their squad rarely attrition after the first battle, and as they fight again and again, the members of their squad become more and more compatible, and the survival rate of the squad is getting higher and higher.

This is also relatively famous in the entire military camp, whether it is a recruit or a veteran, as long as they are younger than Locke or similar to him, they will call him, Brother Locke. This is a respect for the strong, and besides, it is said that Locke killed many barbarians of the Charlotte Kingdom in the battle two months ago, and his merits are about to accumulate to the rank of first-class soldier.

Locke walked to the quartermaster barracks, which not only paid the salaries, but also served as a trading ground in the barracks, where you could buy everything you wanted. A mellow ale, a sharp iron sword, a war horse with good stamina, or a beautiful woman. It has everything here, and Baron Kaidozi takes care of the needs of his soldiers. But only if you have the money ... Or, you have the right. As a private, Locke's capital may have just reached the standard here, but he rarely squandered it. Not only him, but in the barracks, soldiers who basically have families and family burdens will not come here to consume, not because the soldiers have strong self-control, but because the silver delle in their pockets cannot afford to be extravagant.

"Hey, Locke!" a big man with a round waist and a long beard threw Locke a bag of money, and Locke opened it to see that there were three silver and a hundred bronze Delleys.

"Uncle Yoshak, going for a drink in the afternoon?" said Locke with a grin to the bearded man.

"How many times have you told you to call me squadron leader in the barracks! You kid! you want to send me away with one glass, at least two!" Uncle Joshak scolded with a smile at Locke.

Locke invited Uncle Joshak to drink not only for politeness, but also for the promotion of his rank, his military exploits are about to reach the first class, the first class soldier is a dividing line for all soldiers, those who reach the first class, the baron will give the practice of cultivating fighting spirit, this is the passage to the rank of knight, and the first class, at least can be a lieutenant captain, a veteran first class like Uncle Shayok, is directly appointed as the squadron leader.

Uncle Yoshak agrees to Locke's request not only to take care of his face, he thinks that this is a young man with potential, and Uncle Yoshak and Locke are from the same town, Mine Town. In fact, most of the people in their brigade are from one place, Kaidoqi. It can be said that Uncle Yoshak has helped him a lot in the four years that Locke has joined the army, from the time he started to be a servant and took care of him until he became the private he is today. Uncle Yoshak can also be said to have watched Locke grow up over the years. He is also willing to help this junior, this time drinking, he is going to mention some Locke, and give him guidance to promote the way to the first class.

"No problem, I'll call you then!" Locke put away his money bag and walked away. The delicate armor, sharp swords, and women around him who were scratching their heads and selling their faces made him almost suffer from pink eye. An ordinary armor needs at least 100 silver dele, which is one Jindeler, and a good longsword needs at least 10 silver dele, and you are embarrassed to open someone's door without a silver dele. Locke didn't have much money to spare. His equipment to date was a pair of torn leather armor, an iron sword with a notch but still sharp, an iron spear, and a dagger hidden in his boots.

Locke returned to his squad's tent and watched his men sitting in groups and twos playing cards and bragging, and he was also infected by this relaxed atmosphere. Locke kicked Kane, who was shouting while playing cards, this guy was a scout for the squad, a third-class private, a scout who was calmly ambushed on the battlefield, and a big voice in life. He, Locke, and Hans, the sword and shield player of the squad, have the best relationship, and they have been comrades for more than two years. "I'll take you to your drinks in the afternoon, and I'll get lunch now! Don't mess around here!" Locke said to the team.

"Hey, boss, can you stop kicking me in the ass, what if the kick is swollen and someone finds out next time I go to scout" Kane winked at Locke, which amused everyone in the tent.

"Don't be afraid if it's swollen, I'll go to Brother Richie to borrow you a mint slice and put it on, and the next day will be fine!" teased the pikeman Yard, who was also a third-class soldier. The Rich brothers were a well-known pair of fagots in the battalion, and they often asked them to go out on horseback, and as for mint slices, they always had them on hand for some kind of swelling after some kind of activity, after all, they had to fight the next day.

", Xiao Yade is itchy, don't you, dare to tease you Uncle Kane, be careful of my ruthlessness on the training ground" Of course, the joke in Kane's tone was greater than the blame.

The daily fun of these big-headed soldiers is to play cards, brag, and tease each other, and everyone has practiced a good mouth, and Locke is very fond of this phenomenon, because it invisibly improves the cohesion of their squad. "Stop talking nonsense, go get your meal, and bring my share by the way. Locke scolded with a smile at his men. "Kane, don't steal my meat, or you won't have a share of the afternoon drink!"

"No, sir, no one will steal it, I'll cut him if he steals it!, Hans, let's go!" Kane promised before leaving.

In order to motivate the soldiers to fight bravely, for honor and merit, a whole number of hierarchies were set up, which were shown in terms of eating. The servants were fed chestnut cakes and potato soup at each meal, the third class with brown bread and potato soup, the private of the second class with wheat cakes and a piece of meat and potato soup, and the first class soldiers ate each meal with the baron and the captain in the barracks, and it was said that they ate white bread and broth. However, this kind of treatment was not available to ordinary people, and there were less than 15 of the more than 500 people in the whole battalion, including: 4 infantry squadron leaders and their 4 lieutenants, the cavalry squadron leader Will Knight, the captain of the brigade, Baron Kaidozi and his eldest son Sauron and his butler, Locke had been waiting for the white bread for a long time.

It wasn't long before Locke's men returned, and Kane handed him the lunch that belonged to Locke. "Chief, look at this piece of fat meat, can I help you eat it?" Kane said with a grin.

", Hans and I will go to the quartermaster camp later, you've all received your salaries, right?'s going to send money to the family, give the money to Hans, I'll send it for you later" Locke took his lunch, then gave Kane a kick, and turned to his teammates.

Perhaps the word 'home' was too far away for the soldiers in the war, and everyone was silent for a while when they heard it, and most of them nodded yes. In other teams, it is taboo for the captain to ask for military pay from the team members, which may cause a mutiny, but this is not the case in Locke's team, because Locke never frowns when the team members need to borrow money.