In the barracks. Those were wearing all sorts of different armors. Mercenaries with weapons of various lengths and lengths lazily walked back and forth. The landed people simply sat on the rocks on the side of the road and drank. Some people chatted in twos and threes, and some stripped off their shirts and wrestled on the side. There was a large group of people around the side to watch the game and applaud, and some people even started betting!!

Judging from the distribution of tents in the camp, it can only be said to be a mess! There is no neatness like the army station!

These mercenaries from all over the world, although they have already registered, have received their own mercenary status. And they also got the status in this 'infantry battalion', but these people don't live according to the standards of the emperor [**] team at all, and often many applicants from the same mercenary group will automatically unite together. throughout the camp. Several well-known mercenary groups of landmen each occupied a camp, while those who were alone in the warriors lived scattered around.

There was even a ridiculous situation, such as: dozens of soldiers who nominally belonged to a certain squad, probably some of them from the A mercenary group. Part of it was the Lailang mercenary group, and it turned out to be a small team of soldiers. But they were scattered in the camp and in various parts of the land.

The three hundred soldiers and a few clerks sent by General Andre could not control these people at all. It can only maintain the simplest order: no fighting, no fighting, no trouble. That's it.

Looking at the noisy and chaotic camp in front of him, the guy at the camp gate sighed and muttered, "I'm really starting to have a headache now." The boss gave me this task, and it almost cost me my life......!

Rise!

The man rolled over and dismounted, and his stout and fat body, like a mountain, walked on the ground. The armor on his body and the scimitar hanging from his waist clanged, and although the armor was already the largest, it was on his fat body. But it's still a little ridiculous.

He walked over to the flagpole at the gate of the camp, and then suddenly pulled out the scimitar at his waist. Raise your hand. Brush!

A snow-bright sword light. The flagpole creaked and shattered, and it collapsed!

There was a tremendous movement. Immediately all the people around were alarmed, whether it was the drinking, the bragging, the strolling, the wrestling, the onlookers. Gambling ground, all eyes drifted towards here!

"**! This dead fat man cut down our military flag!!!"

I don't know who screamed first. Suddenly everyone who was surprised woke up!

It's worth it!? Although everyone is not a real soldier, at least they know it now. Since you are in the army, if someone cuts off your own military flag, it will be a great shame!!

With a bang, all the mercenaries showed anger on their faces, and many of them had already shown their weapons! Which of these mercenaries who had been dying for half their lives had not seen the bloody and ruthless corners? Which one was a soft egg who was willing to suffer?

These people rushed up. Many people have already made it clear that they are looking at the dead fat man with malicious intentions.

"Cut our flags! brothers. Cut this fat pig!!"

With a shout, everyone was about to rush forward. Seeing that this fat man is about to be dismembered by everyone's knives......

"Who dare!!"

The fat man raised his eyebrows suddenly, and a bouquet of jīng appeared in his eyes, and he burst into a loud shout, as if he had hit a muffled thunder!

Behind him, a dozen cavalrymen, neatly mounted a few steps forward. The horses move in perfect order. It's like a ruler measuring the ground! a dozen cavalrymen. I have all picked up the spears on the mount horses. More than a dozen spears are usually raised flat, although there are not many of them, but they seem to carry a monstrous murderous aura. Shiny and sharp spear tip. Lined up in a neat row, facing the crowd that was about to rush up.

"Ten steps back!

Although there were hundreds of hideous mercenaries in front of them, these dozen cavalrymen were not afraid. Riding on a horse, holding a spear, his arm was as steady as a rock, and his face was full of indifference one by one, but he looked coldly at the group of people in front of him, and his eyes were full of disdain and contempt that was naturally revealed!

Hum...... A rabble, not in the hearts of these people, they have fought against the real and sharpest Holy Knights! It's not enough to even look at it. Although there are many people on the other side, and there may be many people with high martial skills, these cavalrymen believe it. As long as a dozen people don't scatter in a queue. A single charge can crush these people!

The mercenaries were shocked, these guys who traveled from south to north were quite eye-catching. Take a look at this stance. The other party is afraid that he has a great background! The dozen or so cavalrymen on the horse, holding their spears flat. The movements are uniform. That body was awe-inspiring and murderous. It's definitely the real jīng Rui who crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood!

Some people in the front began to retreat unconsciously.

Brush!

At this time, the fat man who had cut the flagpole took out a military order from his arms, opened it in his hand, and then announced loudly in a thick voice: "The Imperial Commander's Command! Former cavalry commander of the Tulip Legion, General Longbottom. Temporary position as commander of the special forces regiment!"

After reading it, the fat man crumpled the military order in his hand, stuffed it into his arms, and then suddenly jumped onto a stone next to him. Stared at the hundreds of mercenaries in front of him. "Do you hear that, bunnies!" he roared viciously. Lao Tzu is your leader and your leader. It's your boss! It's cāo's head who controls your life and death!! Lao Tzu's name is Longbottom. You've memorized it for me! Because from now on. Every word Lao Tzu said was an order! An order must be completed to the letter! Who dares not to obey it. Directly broke his leg and threw it out of the barracks!"

Rumble!

There was an uproar below.

Officer? This fat man is actually the leader of the local commanders? Some bright-eyed fellows have already seen that Longbottom and the dozen or so cavalrymen behind him seem to have a special style of wearing ground armor, and some mercenaries who have been to the northwest immediately recognize this armor!

That's the unique style of the Tulip Family's army!

Is he Longbottom?

In the northwestern province of Dessa, the territory of the Tulip family. Everyone's got that fierce general Longbottom?!

Many people immediately closed their mouths and cautiously stepped back.

And there are still some people who have never been to the northwest who don't know whether they are alive or dead: "Officer! Lao Tzu doesn't believe in any officer! Why do you care about us! Lao Tzu only listens to the words of the head of our mercenary regiment! You are a fat man, why do you want Lao Tzu to listen to you!!"

"Why?" Longbottom showed a hideous smile and shouted: "Listen!

"Kill! Think we've never killed anyone and seen blood?" A guy in the front row took the lead and shouted. Many people laughed a few times.

Longbottom jumped off the stone with a sudden leap and strode up to the man who spoke, without saying a word. Suddenly, he lifted his foot. Kicked that guy's lower abdomen!

The man screamed, and was kicked and bowed into one. After overtaking, he flew out directly! Far away, he rolled on the ground a few times. I can't even stand up. The body curled up in a ball.

Everyone can see it clearly, the fat man's kick. Kicked the armor in front of the opponent directly!

"Bastard!" The fat man scolded coldly: "Talk to Lao Tzu." I'm going to call the sir! a little cub who doesn't have any rules. ”

After speaking. His ruthless eyes swept over him, and everyone was desperately ruthless. However, those who came into contact with the fat man's eyes couldn't help but drummer in their hearts and retreat - this fat man's eyes were so powerful! Like a beast that looked at people and devoured the ground.

"You've killed someone?" Longbottom spat at the mouth fiercely, and then shouted with his chin high: "Lao Tzu has killed those alien barbarian cavalry on the northwest grassland. If there are not 10,000, there are 8,000! When the rebellion of the Northwest Army was quelled. Lao Tzu personally killed three generals and six commanders! Which of you kills more people than Lao Tzu. Stand up and show Lao Tzu!"

I'm rì!

Dare to love is a murderer!

Everyone was silent for a while, and everyone who was arrogant just now suddenly felt that they were a little shorter.

The dead fat man is not with these people, and the fat man who was born with a hob is very clear. When dealing with these outlaws and rough lands. Only you are ruthless than them. They'll be convinced!

Is it useful to be reasonable with most of the people who can't even write their own names? Use your fist first, and whoever has the harder fist. Whoever is the most ruthless, they will be convinced to be the boss!

The fat man turned back to his own people, and as soon as he raised his hand, he immediately lowered his spear. At the same time, he took off a huge leather bag hanging on the horse, and looked heavy. There was also a rattling sound.

With a dozen cavalrymen at the same time unravel the mouth of the skin. poured out, and suddenly made the eyes of all the onlookers bulge!

More than a dozen skins poured out of the ground, all of them were gold coins!

The golden coin. Leaning out of the skin. It fell to the ground with a clatter, and more than a dozen large skin bags were emptied. I'm afraid there are thousands of gold coins!

Although these mercenaries are all people who travel from the south to the north. But most of the mercenaries were not wealthy. Most of the benefits of hunting the Demon Beast Land were also exploited by those black-hearted merchants. It's rare for a mercenary to have more than a dozen gold coins!

Thousands of gold coins were poured in front of him, and suddenly everyone looked at their faces differently, although the faces of the landed people were disdainful, but more people had already shown a bit of yearning or greedy expressions.

"Listen to Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu just cut down your flag! Because I got angry when I saw your land! A bunch of chaotic rabble! You are also worthy of entering the barracks? A bunch of ordinary people with weapons! Don't show off your boring qualifications as a mercenary in front of Lao Tzu! Isn't it great to hunt monsters? That one is worthy of being called a hunter! Not a soldier!! You don't deserve to have a banner now! That's why I'll cut it down!"

Longbottom grabbed a handful of gold coins and deliberately let go of his fingers. Let the gold coin slip down, and said fiercely: "Listen now." On the first day of today, I will not give many orders! Everyone, one counts as one. Willing to stay here and fight well to earn bounties. You have to listen to Lao Tzu's orders and let a qualified soldier be! I don't care what kind of mercenary group you used to be, or what you were in the past. In my place. It's just a soldier! Willing to stay on the land, each person comes here to receive two gold coins first! It is the first military salary and reward given to you by Lao Tzu! If you want to leave, ......"

When the fat man said this, he turned around and pointed to the camp gate: "Where the gate is! Where to go back and forth! Go home and be your hunter! Lao Tzu wants soldiers, not hunters!"

After speaking. Longbottom casually ordered a few people from the front row who looked at him with fear on their faces. He hooked his fingers: "You! You! And a few of you come here! A few of you are responsible for handing out gold coins here! Two of you! Who dares to take more." Who dares to rob more by force. These gold coins belong to everyone, and if someone dares to occupy more, they will rob everyone's money! You're welcome, just cut it! If someone dies, Lao Tzu is responsible!"

Then, the fat man led a dozen people to look at the pile of gold coins. And he went into the camp, and those who stood in front of him stood in front of him. Don't wait for him to come. Quickly and automatically separated to the two sides to give way.

A moment later. The fat man's thick voice came from the camp, and it turned out that he had led people into the best terrain. Leeward dry. Besides, tents to the maximum.

It turned out that the big tent had been occupied by one of the largest mercenary groups. After the fat man entered, he blasted people out with a scolding of rage.

"Damn! Lao Tzu is the boss or are you the boss! Lao Tzu is the head of the regiment, before I appointed. You are a soldier! If you are a soldier, you should let Lao Tzu, the regiment commander, squeeze a small tent? It's the other way around! This tent is reserved for the commander. Who let you live in the land?"

There was a burst of swearing. Several mercenary groups of landmen ran out of the ground. Before leaving, the fat man shouted: "Take your things with you! If you leave a single hair, you will be beaten with twenty sticks!"

Longbottom entered the tent and kept his men outside, only then did he grab the water bag with him. He poured a puff of water and wiped the corners of his mouth vigorously. sighed. Muttered, "." Didn't you just follow the boss's script last time? Actually punished me for leading such a rabble...... The boss is too ruthless, isn't it! Hmph, I think that delicate princess and Hussein are right! Two dog men and women, you love me, Lao Tzu is a matchmaker. But he was driven to the north to suffer ...... crime! Now I should be holding the princess and being happy. ”