Looking at Marven on the other side, who was full of confidence and unpredictable strength, and then looked at the six mercenaries who looked quite powerful on the table next to him, Ashur thought for a moment and replied: " Mr. Marven, your bravery and devotion to the Father are indeed admirable, but the matter of recruiting Michelle into the army is very important, and it is not for me to decide alone, I immediately set out to the command post of the barracks to ask the commander for instructions, you can rest assured, I will definitely reflect the situation here truthfully, and please wait for a while, before six o'clock in the evening, I will bring the commander's order on time. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Ashur got up and saluted Marven as a sign of respect, and then walked out of the hotel with his men.

Old Weitman walked tremblingly to Marven, gently held his shoulder, and said gratefully: "Your Excellency, thank you, thank you for coming to the rescue, you saved my son, and my Weitman family will never forget your kindness," After speaking, he knelt down in front of Marven with a "plop".

"Old man, what are you doing, hurry up!" Marven hurriedly helped old Weittman up, "Anyway, we are also going to the Marne Federation, just take this opportunity to mix up the level, besides, those imperial troops are too deceitful, I really can't see it." ”

"That's it, what a bullshit holy warrior, it's just a bunch of ruffians and hooligans, who can only bully civilians!"

"Lao Tzu has long seen that they are unhappy, if it wasn't for the captain at that time, I would have rushed up to fight with them!" The mercenaries echoed, and the two injured young men were even more emotional, the brutality and domineering of the Imperial army of St. John could make them taste the bitterness.

"Your Excellen......cy," old Wittman stood up, tears rolling in his eyes, "thank you for your kindness and chivalry, but I have to remind you that the war is extremely cruel and dangerous, and the empire is reckless, I hope you can be extremely careful." ”

"Don't worry, sir, we'll have some way of coping with it. Marven smiled, "Don't forget, I'm a magician." ”

"That's good, that's good......" Old Weitman muttered to himself, nodding his head again and again, "May the gods bless you for your safe arrival!"

Subsequently, in order to thank Marven and others for their help, Old Wittman immediately announced that all their meals, drinks and accommodation fees in the store were free.

The mercenaries cheered and brought a few barrels of ale from the counter, but under the murderous gaze of Captain Hammond, some of them had to put the barrel back in their hands.

"You can't drink alcohol during the day!" said the captain, "It's a rule in the mercenary union and in our regiment!"

Several young mercenaries could only look at Marven who was sitting next to him with a plea of help, although the main leader of the "Holy Sword" mercenary group had repeatedly ordered them to strictly abide by the prohibition of alcohol, but if the employer asked them to drink, it was not considered a violation of the regulations.

Marven Waner smiled and patted Hammond on the shoulder, "Forget it, Captain Hammond, although I know that a high-level mercenary group like you has strict rules, but this is finally a chance to have a free drink, so let's make an exception." ”

When the employer spoke, Hammond finally had to reluctantly nod his head in agreement, and the young mercenaries drank the whole noon with the free ale.

At dusk, with the sound of horses' hooves, Ashur's horse brought the commander's order to the inn. As expected, the Commander readily agreed to Marven's request, because no matter how you look at it, two magicians plus five excellent swordsmen are better than a knight with potential but no actual combat experience.

"Your Excellency Marven, congratulations, you have officially become a holy warrior fighting for your faith!" Ashur smiled and encouraged, "Your Excellency Commander needs you to report to the barracks and test your strength so that specific personnel appointments can be arranged. ”

"All right, Assyrian chief, let's go. Marven waved his hand and beckoned the people behind him to follow Ashur and walk out.

"Huh, Mr. Marven, is this kid also your entourage?" Ashur looked at Zhang Feng, who was following Marven in surprise, quite curious.

"Hmm. Marven couldn't deny it, and muttered: "He is my staff officer and personal secretary, but I have a request, I can't let him go to the battlefield." ”

"Hmm...... Okay, I see......" Ashur smiled meaningfully at Marven as if he knew it, the St. John's Empire allowed the legal slave trade, and many people could buy slaves from the slave market, while some people with special hobbies would spend huge sums of money to buy good-looking children as *** It is almost an open secret in the aristocratic class of the empire.

Marven didn't know why, he was shocked by his strange smile, he thought that his identity was recognized, and he was thinking about whether to use spiritual magic to control this Assyria.

Ashur walked over, patted him on the back, and said softly, "Don't be nervous, Lord Marven, this kind of thing...... Well...... We all know ......."

Marven suddenly felt a chill, and there seemed to be thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart......

The camp was set up on the outskirts of the city, and about half an hour after leaving the city, Ashur led the people to the camp of the city defenses.

Columns of heavy infantry, with distinct armor, marched in unison near the barracks, and the sound of martial arts fighting was constantly heard in the school field not far away.

When they saw a group of heavily armed knights armed to the teeth and their tall and mighty Warcraft War Horses, everyone secretly smacked their tongues, and Hammond couldn't help but sigh: "Your Excellency Ashur, this is too exaggerated, I can't imagine that the city defense army of your little Utan Town is actually equipped with a heavy knights! The strength of the St. John's Empire is different!"

The city defense army is a very common standing military force in various human countries in Middle-earth, because its main responsibility is to maintain law and order, its troop configuration is generally much weaker than the regular army of the country, as a mercenary, Hammond has traveled to various countries on the continent for many years, and the city defense army equipped with heavy knights is the first time he has seen it. In his opinion, even the regular armies of many countries do not have such a configuration.

"Hah! Others will be shocked when they hear that we are only city defense troops...... Ashur seems to have long been accustomed to this kind of reaction from others, and explained unhurriedly: "Actually, I should congratulate you, you are about to join not an ordinary city defense army, but the ninth division of the Iron Shield Regiment of the St. John Empire, and we are the descendants of Marshal Rocherio." ”

"It turned out to be the Iron Shield Legion, no wonder there are such elite warriors. Marven's gaze casually scanned the entire military camp, and interjected: "Then how did you be arranged to garrison this place, the original city defense army of Utan Town?"

"Not long ago, the battle here was fierce, the Moses attacked fiercely, and the original Utan town city defense army has long been wiped out......," Assyria's cold words did not carry any emotion, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.

"Oh...... So it is, God the Father willing, may their souls rest in peace......"

Asyr led them to a large wooden hut, "The command post has arrived, and our commander, Lord James, is inside, please follow me in." ”

"Hmm. Marven and the others nodded and followed him into the command post.

Entering the command post, Marven saw only a general with curly brown hair and an unusually burly figure with his back to them, almost half a head taller than Ashur, and a huge military map hanging on the wall in front of him.

"Your Excellency, the Morowingian who volunteered to join the Holy War has been brought with you!" Ashur stood straight behind him and gave a standard military salute.

"Well, I see. The commander slowly turned around and glanced faintly at the people in front of him, his body exuding the unique fighting aura fluctuations of the paladin, and his eyes revealed a little arrogance.

"Heh! the shelf is not small!" Marven muttered in his heart, remembering the first time he saw Hypatia in the barracks, and couldn't help but sigh, "Sometimes, the strength of this strong man is not necessarily proportional to the momentum they exude. ”

"Young man, I appreciate your actions. Jihad needs you devout warriors," James pursed his lips, squeezing out a smile with difficulty, "But, Michelle Wittman is the best warrior in all of Utan, and you have to have a reason to convince me to replace him with you." With a wave of his hand, he motioned for Ashur to open a side door next to him.

"And the best reason to convince me is your strength!" Ashur made a "please" gesture to Marven and the others, motioning for everyone to do a strength test.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency, our strength will not disappoint you!" Hammond confidently patted James on the chest.

In the corridor towards the testing room, Marven deliberately fell last, and asked the mercenary mage in a low voice: "Master Rogge, the strength test in the imperial army will not be as simple as touching the crystal ball!"

"Of course. Rogge nodded nondeniably, "What the crystal ball measures is just a bunch of reference data, and it can't fully assess a person's strength, and the army is the place where actual combat is most important......"

With a "crunch", the door at the end of the corridor was opened, and Marven found that in front of him was a huge martial arts arena.

"Zhang Feng, you wait outside, and I'll go back to you when we finish the test. Marven touched Zhang Feng's forehead and said softly.

After Ashur walked away, Marven called Zhang Feng back, leaned down, and whispered beside him: "Remember, don't run around outside, don't talk nonsense, pretend you don't know anything." ”

"Okay, Brother Marven, I understand. Zhang Feng nodded, his face full of calm.