"Do you know the way, you are a sperm worm on the brain. ”

Grace stretched her seductive waist, revealing her sexy, flat belly, like a kitten, leaning against the cushion of a wide carriage.

"What do you mean by a sperm worm?" Delia asked Delia curiously, and then looked at Philip, who was sitting across from them speechlessly, as if she was puzzled by the question.

"It's just that when you see a beautiful woman, you can agree to anything that is brainless," the duchess stretched out her tender fingers and snapped a few words: "The four armies that have never fought together have gone out without integration, the soldiers are not familiar with each other, the generals are not familiar with each other, and the overall cooperation of the various armies is not familiar, this is not so much a conquest army as a conquest coalition army, a coalition army united by four armies! Some men, in order to please women, even forget the most basic military rules. ”

There was a strong sour smell in Grace's words, Philip could only smile and not speak, and he couldn't reveal the news of Lawrence's imminent death at will, even if the two women in front of him were his closest women.

In their opinion, I am indeed for women, I don't care about anything, if the historians of the Celestial Empire come, will I be classified as the king of Shang, the king of Zhou You, and the like?

Although he couldn't say it, he couldn't let Grace sneer, sat next to the duchess, held her on his lap, and began to suck with the sensitive ear beads of the female blood clan.

Grace suddenly softened on Philip, and Delia on the other side was already red to the base of her neck, looking at Philip who was about to turn into a beast in amazement.

Is this guy going to do that kind of thing in broad daylight?

This, this, what should I do?

Delia's heartbeat directly crossed one hundred and two, especially thinking that Philip was very likely to pull her to join the group, the elf princess didn't dare to look at the two of them.

"Who do you say is the ragtag army!

"Who are you scolding for being a dog, do you want to live!"

Two angry scoldings outside interrupted the ** atmosphere in the carriage, Philip sighed and let go of the beauty in his arms, and hurriedly pushed the car door and rushed down.

Pulling over a messenger, Philip said, "The whole army has stopped advancing, and immediately notify Abigail to come to me." ”

After speaking, Philip followed the voice and ran. In a small clearing. Church warriors wearing Clover armor and Gallia soldiers with the Mark of the Imperial Falcon and the Blood Rose Mark of the Ross Family on their breastplates were drawing their swords and glaring, and a large circle of soldiers gathered around the two of them, pointing and talking.

"Gallia, I advise you to put your rusty knife back obediently. Even if I let you have one hand, you may not be able to beat me. ”

The church samurai sneered. The eyes that looked at the Galia soldiers were full of disdain.

"The Church Samurai would be great if it weren't for our offerings. What you eat, what you drink, and the money you bring to buy your armor. All day long, I know that I wear gorgeous armor and serve as a statue in the church, and I don't believe that you can really go into battle to kill the enemy. ”

The Galia soldiers also ridiculed each other, and even knew that they were using metaphors, and the words they said were more vivid than those of the church warriors.

"I think you're a castrated rooster, only a body of fur is good-looking, and Ben has no ability at all, and the hen won't lay eggs when she gets close to you!"

"Whoa!" The onlookers laughed wildly, the Guards soldiers, the Galians, the High Elves, and even a few Bloods who could walk in the sun pointed at the Church Warriors and didn't know what they were talking about, looking at their lewd smiles, it shouldn't be a good thing.

The scolding of the Galia soldiers made the church warriors blush, and they swung their swords in anger and rushed towards the Galia soldiers, from the point of view of his speed and attack, they were indeed more powerful than the Galia soldiers, and these church warriors would be organized and trained by their own commanders as long as they had nothing to do, and they would also practice various swordsmanship within the church.

There was nothing to be ashamed of the Gallia soldiers, who rolled to the side in a very unsightly manner, and had to dodge if they could not be hit, but the sword of the Church Samurai should be swept away, and it seemed that he was about to cut his back after him.

The sharp sword was firmly held by a gray-white hand, and it was not possible to advance at all, and what was even more amazing was that there was no trace of the hand being cut by the sword, as if the sword had not been cut at all.

"Stop!

Philip shouted majestically, staring at the soldier holding the sword with divine eyes, making him panic, and hurriedly threw down the sword in his hand and knelt down on one knee.

"Lord Commander!"

All the soldiers saw the young faces that appeared in the middle of the brawlers, and at the same time saluted the commander of the conquest army, and the steel armor combined with teleportation, a seventh-level magic plus extremely rare spatial magic, this hand immediately conquered the group of soldiers.

In the army, only the strong have always been served.

"Your Excellency, your Excellency. ”

Abigail and Cassel, the leader of the Church warriors, separated the crowd and hurried to Philip's side, where he bowed profusely.

"Alright, don't be so polite, tell everyone else to disperse, and order the army to rest for a while. Tell me what's going on, both of you. Philip said, pointing to the church warrior kneeling on one knee and the Gallia soldier lying on the ground.

Philip was left speechless, and it turned out that it was the church warriors and the Galia soldiers arguing about who was the main force of this expedition.

The Galians believed that they were outnumbered and Philip's descendants, and that the Doge would definitely use them in the first battle.

The church warriors believed that their side was elite, and their long-term practice of swordsmanship was stronger than the Galian garrison, and they often guarded the church in the form of a squad to resist robbers, and their overall strength was not weak, and they were the main force of the battle.

The two sides argued, so they naturally moved their fists, and finally drew their knives and prepared to use their weapons.

"Nonsense!" Philip shouted, "I reorganized the regimental units of the brigade as a unit to fight, just so that you can understand each other and help each other, not let you fight each other!

The church warrior and the Galia soldier looked at each other coldly, lowered their heads and said unwillingly, "Your Excellency, fair. I serve. ”

"Okay, find an elven military judge, everyone is not allowed to be less. ”

Turning his head to look at Abigail and Casul who were following him, Philip said in a deep voice, "You come with me." ”

With his hands behind his back, Philip walked slowly among the soldiers, and the Galia soldiers sat in a circle, laughing and laughing together in country slang, and from time to time hearty laughter.

The elven soldiers looked for mushrooms that could be made into delicacies under the big tree, and when they saw the bright poisonous mushrooms, they avoided them, and when they saw the fat and puffy edible mushrooms, they nodded with satisfaction and put them in the basket.

Church samurai practiced swordsmanship whenever they had time. A sword swings freely. And in his mouth he recited a hymn to the goddess of hope,

The Guards passed the kettle in their hands to each other and shared the happiness of their homes on their shoulders.

As for the Bloodline, of course they lay quietly in the coffin. In broad daylight. Nothing to do with them.

Although all soldiers are in brigade units. However, they still stay in their own small groups, and are reluctant to communicate with others.

Pointing to small groups, Philip asked Abigail and Casul. "Is that the same with you?"

After the reorganization, Philip put the original officers in charge of a regiment each, and Abigail as his own adjutant.

Kasol sighed and said, "My lord, the people of each brigade rarely communicate with other brigades, and even if they do, most of them are competing for the limelight, and they quarrel without saying a word. My lord, it's all our fault, if it weren't for ......"

Philip waved his hand to stop Kasol from speaking, "At the beginning, it was said that it was a collective decision to disrupt the proportional redistribution of soldiers, and the purpose was to make the five unfamiliar armies familiar with each other in the shortest possible time. ”

At this time, you can't shirk your responsibility, and even help your subordinates to shoulder certain mistakes, so that your subordinates will feel that their boss is a responsible person and will identify with their boss.

"But, my lord, do you want to suspend it for now?" Abigail asked cautiously.

"Let's take a look at it again. Philip said lightly: "It's not clear whether it's good or bad." ”

Philip silently walked back to the carriage, and the army began to advance again, looking at the retreating scenery outside the carriage, Philip fell into deep thought.

It's not exactly that there is no communication, friction is also a kind of communication, the beginning of communication between two different ethnic groups is friction, that is, fighting, there will be fighting, there will be understanding, will try to talk to each other, and there will be opportunities to tolerate each other.

Every exchange between the powerful Han people and the nomads of the Celestial Empire began with wars, but ended with the complete melting of the Han people into the nomads, and Philip also thought that he could finally and completely merge the five armies into one army.

This needs an opportunity, but unfortunately it has not yet been discovered.

Along the march, the battles were more and more, the Church Warriors and the Galia Garrison, the Bloods and the High Elves, the Guards and the Church Warriors, the Galia Garrison and the Guards......

There were many battles, but few fusions, and Philip could no longer even sit in a carriage, like a real general, wearing armor, and leading his army on a standing horse.

At night, Philip also had to patrol the camp himself to prevent the other five officers in charge from being unable to subdue soldiers who were not in line with them.

Without paying attention, Philip tripped over a branch under his feet, but fortunately, Grace, who followed him, moved quickly and held Philip to prevent the commander of the expeditionary army from falling very unfiguratively.

"You're too tired, can you get a good night's rest and leave these things to us?" said Grace, righting Philip and worriedly.

"Those guys, you can't handle it!" Philip patted Grace's hand and continued to walk through the tents under the light of the magic lamp.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a bow and arrow passed in front of Philip, and the Commander's eyes were straight, as long as he took a step further, the arrow would be inserted through his right temple and then drilled out from the left, Philip assured that he had a 99.999 percent chance of being killed on the spot, and the remaining 0.001 percent chance was that he would become a vegetative person.

"Who! Who fired arrows in the barracks for no reason! Where is the military judge!"

Philip was furious, these guys were getting more and more arrogant, and they were directly in the barracks, if there was a bombing incident. The conquest army collapsed first before it reached Betica.

The military judge, holding a magic lamp, ran out from behind Philip and looked after Philip in a circle, so that he could see what was happening.

An elven warrior with a bow and arrow glared at the pale face of the Blood, whose feet was a sika deer with its throat slit, and blood was gurgling out of the sika deer's neck like a red spring into a basin that had been prepared for a long time.

The arrow that flew in front of Philip was firmly anchored to the ground, and the tail was still vibrating.

"Shameless Bloodline, you actually attacked innocent lives just to satisfy your greedy desires!" the elven warrior scolded angrily at the Bloodline. If it weren't for Philip's presence. I'm afraid he will tear apart the blood clan who bleed the sika deer.

What is this?

The Blood Clan was meant to drink blood, and they didn't suck human blood, so this would also be the fuse?

Philip said to one of the military judges behind him, "Go and ask Delia and Captain Ryan to come at once." ”

First he was attacked, and now he is being scolded. Even the best-tempered people get angry. Not to mention being in the barracks, a place that is masculine in itself.

The Bloodclan's expression immediately became striking. Looking at the elf's eyes flashing with a terrifying fierce light, his hand also clenched the scissors that bleed the sika deer

"Stop, elf, put down your bow and arrow. Blood Clan, restrain your killing intent, and if you violate it, you will be dealt with by military law!"

With Philip's shouting, the military judges who formed a circle to surround the blood clan and elves collectively stepped forward and drew the long sword in their hands, which was formidable.

Under the pressure of the powerful outside, the elves carried the longbow on their backs, and the bloods also nailed their sharp knives to the ground.

At this time, Delia also rushed over, and with her came a tall elven man with long flaxen hair, and the leaders of the blood and elven clans came, and objectively Philip was able to make a fair ruling.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Philip rubbed his swollen head, I'm afraid I won't be able to rest well today.

The reason for the dispute is the habits of the Bloodlines and the High Elves.

The High Elves have lived in the forest for a long time, and they rarely kill the various animals in the forest unless necessary, and these creatures born in nature are far cleaner than humans or other intelligent creatures.

The food of the blood clan is blood, and the long-distance expedition of the army naturally cannot reserve a large amount of human blood, only with relatively good animal blood and a certain amount of medicine to mix something similar to human blood, although it is not delicious, but it can also quench hunger after all.

One side can't see the killing, but the other side still uses blood to make food, and if you don't see it, as soon as you see this kind of thing, the high elves naturally can't bear it, and pull out arrows and shoot at the blood clan that should be their comrades.

Speaking of which, the first thing that is wrong is the High Elf, and Delia hurriedly apologized to Grace,

"I'm sorry, the elves are too reckless and don't have the habit of respecting the Bloodline. ”

The cute face was swollen red, and Grace was her best friend, and Delia looked very uneasy.

The elven man beside him also hurriedly said to Philip: "My lord, the soldiers of my clan rarely fight with foreign clans, and I, Lane, have taken him to apologize to you and the blood clan." ”

After saying that, Ryan glanced at the elven archer, and seeing Delia and Ryan like this, the elven archer had to apologize like the elf princess no matter how dissatisfied.

Grace took Delia's hand and smiled comfortingly, "We're also at fault, we shouldn't have taken blood in front of the elves. ”

After speaking, Grace turned to the blood clan man and said, "Didn't I tell you, don't do it in front of others when hunting for blood, not everyone can stand this kind of behavior of our blood clan." ”

The blood clan man looked at Grace very aggrievedly, "My lord, since the mixing, the number of our blood clan is small, and the tents assigned to us are surrounded by other clans, and we have put blood collection until late at night, but there are still people who can find out." ”

Grace and Philip were silent, as long as it was a mix, this kind of thing could not be avoided, and the habits of the two sides were different, so there would naturally be contradictions.

Philip stood intently for a long time, looking at the sika deer with less and less blood, feeling that he was just like it, and his energy was also draining rapidly, I am afraid that the same is true of the soldiers, all kinds of contradictions kept exploding, and a suppressed sense of exhaustion seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

"The two of them each recorded ten military sticks, and if they made meritorious service in the future, they would be punished if they had not made meritorious service after the war was over. ”

Philip is helping the two of them in disguise, and in a war like rebellion, as long as it is not surrender or defection, he is afraid that he will not be able to offset the credit of ten military sticks.

The elves and the blood clan, who were still conflicted just now, saluted Philip together and said in unison, "Thank you, Lord Xie!"

Waving his hand, motioning for the elves to leave, and instructing the Bloods to complete the blood collection as soon as possible, Philip said to Grace: "Immediately invite the five regiment commanders to my tent, I have important matters to discuss!" (To be continued......