Dismounted at the gate of the manor, Jack ran ahead and showed my registration certificate to the guards at the gate. It was already dark, so the guards told us to wait and run to inform the commander themselves.

After a while, a general in silver armor stepped out of it and came all the way to me.

I smiled and talked to her, just by looking at her armor and the way she walked, I recognized her as the female general of the Riva Empire who had fought alongside me.

Follow me. She spoke stiffly: Your Excellency the Blessed Knight.

You don't need to call me Your Excellency, it would be better if your attitude could be kind. I followed her: Why are you staying in the military headquarters? Aren't you a vase here? Do you need to wear armor for the vase in the military department?

She got angry and slammed another scabbard on my waist: shut up!

Ah, I exclaimed: Remember to beat lightly next time, you can't afford to pay for the damage? Because the general mobilization order has not announced the candidate for the commander-in-chief, I have this question.

The commander-in-chief was Prince Karl Ulysses, the younger brother of the current Emperor of the Tansi Empire. She turned to me and said, "I'm glad you finally asked a more serious question."

In this way, I suddenly realized: Then what should I call you? It is not good to call you only generals, and now you can grab a large handful of generals in the military headquarters with your hand stretched out.

Winterhal Rainey, that's my name. She thought for a moment and whispered, "Remember to call me by my full name." Otherwise, you'll be beaten.

I try to remember that. I shrugged and answered her.

We walked into the only building on the estate. It is a small three-storey rustic building. The white swaying looks like it has been repainted not long ago.

Passing through the foyer and going up the stairs, the wooden floor was loud.

His Royal Highness the Prince. Winterhar knocked lightly on the door: Blessed Knight, Commander of the Ninth Legion, Cohen Al Cadeda, has come to report.

Please come in! A gentle, unremarkable voice came through the door.

Winterhall opened the door for me, and I walked inside.

A middle-aged man with a calm face was sitting behind his large desk working on official documents, his head meticulously combed, and his left chest adorned with medals. The well-fitting military uniform was also ironed very flat, and the lace white edge of the linen shirt was exposed at the neckline.

I stood in the middle of the room and gave him a military salute: Hello sir!

Good evening, young Blessed Knight. He nodded to me, put down the quill in his hand and stood up: "Welcome to the Divine Alliance, is the road smooth?" I hope you will adapt to the climate here.

The weather is not so bad that I can't stand it, Your Highness. I replied respectfully.

I'm glad you think so. He poured two glasses of wine at the table and handed me one: "Let's have one!"

Okay, Your Highness. I took the glass with both hands. The first time I met my boss, I didn't want to put on a show of the Blessed Knight. I am now a military man.

Yes, there are a lot of rumors about your past┅┅. But I don't care, as a commander, I see more often with my eyes. The prince took a sip of wine and said to me gently, "I only want you to understand one thing, and that is that we must work together for a while, and I personally hope that we can work better together."

Okay, Your Highness.

I'm not commanding you, you know I have no right to ask for the Knights of God. The Prince smiled: "But as the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, every day I am troubled. I have so much work on my job that I can't afford to take care of the little things.

Your Royal Highness, I very obediently asked, "What is the little thing you are talking about?"

The definition of the size of the matter┅┅This is more involved in philosophy. The prince looked at me and said, "This is what a knight of God is good at, how can a man without wisdom be a knight of God?"

Please forgive me for being rude. I nodded and said, "Then your important daily work is."

Of course, it's a meeting with the temple officials to decide something you don't need to know. The prince smiled approvingly: As for the training of your unit, you can do it yourself!

Yes, I see what the prince means: I see.

I'm glad you learned this. The prince walked back to the table: Are you going to see your troops now? They are stationed two days away from here.

Okay, Your Highness. Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?

Not anymore, but I'm sure you'll notice some of the details. The prince replied to me, "General Winterhal, please lead the way for the knight to fetch his things."

Yes, His Royal Highness. Winterhar stood by the door: Bless Knight, please go this way.

Goodbye, Your Highness.

Carl Ulysses smiled at me and buried his head in the pile of documents again.

Receiving a qiē to prove my identity and a roster of troops, I walked out of the small building accompanied by Winterhar.

Oh! The temple has given my legion a lot of officers. I looked through the roster in my hand and asked the female general next to me, "Why does the temple still care about this?"

Those officers were temporarily transferred from various countries by the temple some time ago, and they were basically the children of nobles. Winterhall replied to me, "Don't worry, they will all be transferred before the war."

My voice was raised: Are they here for vacation? Is my legion a tour group?

Pretty much, the Ninth Legion doesn't have a good reputation anyway.

What do you mean that these people are the cause?

See for yourself.

With that, Winterhar turned and went back to the building, leaving me alone at the gate.

I didn't think the situation was good, so I shouted to my officer: Get on your horse! Go straight to the Ninth Legion, Jack, you go and call the men in the barracks to follow!

Two days away, we have arrived in one day and one night.

The camp of the Ninth Regiment was next to a small town. I didn't pass through the town. Directly led the team towards the barracks.

At night. From afar, you can see scattered bonfires lit everywhere in the east and west of the camp, and the center of the camp is even brightly lit and noisy. When I got closer, I actually saw a few bare-bottomed women through the fence!

It's fucking like a barracks, it's a celestial barracks!

I raised my right hand and made a few gestures. The officers behind him immediately divided into small groups and ran towards the camp gates, and a few more squads began to patrol the fence, and I led the rest of the men straight to the main gate.

It's strange that the main entrance to the camp is guarded.

Stop! A major officer stood in the middle of the road. There was a line of small soldiers standing behind him: This is the camp of the Ninth Legion, if you want to find our commander, go to the military headquarters!

The smell of inferior red wine wafted down the wind.

What's the name of your commander?, Jack asked him on his horse.

Who knows! He hasn't arrived yet. The major officer said with a big grin: "Brigadier General York Bauer is now in charge of the camp, and he is not there.

Boss, this guy is a nobleman, you look at the markings on his armor. Hailt whispered to me that the soldiers behind him did not have the mark of a slave on their faces, and that they should be his own soldiers.

When will your chief come back? I patted my horse forward: I have something to discuss with him.

It's hard to say, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow. The major guarding the door looked at me carefully: Anyway, you don't want to come in today┅┅Who are you?

I kicked him in the face and lifted his cloak. The rank on the shoulders and the collar on the collar flower: My name is Cohen Kayada!

Before the major officer's personal soldiers could react, they had all been knocked down.

Ask them about the camp. I said, "Don't tell the truth." Just hang me!

Be!

Soon after, Hailt came to report to me.

Boss, all the high-ranking people in the camp went to town, and they tossed cards every day to decide who was going out to play. He said, "The rest are unlucky people, and the soldiers are locked up in tents.

In fact, I don't need to say it, I also understand that the situation is strict. Think about it, a military camp of tens of thousands of people, the gate has been occupied by us for so long, and no one has come out to ask┅┅ It can be seen that this army is chaotic.

Carlos, tie them up first. I said, "Let's go in, and you take people out and watch, whether anyone comes back or goes out, take them all!"

Yes! Carlos asked, a little confused, "But what excuse shall I use?"

Excuse ┅┅ The army is untidy, mentally exhausted, and can defecate anywhere!

Understood! Carlos nodded heavily: promise not to let one go!

I waved my hand and led the men into the camp.

Bring me everything that shouldn't be in the barracks! I passed on the order: all the officers were knocked unconscious, without any explanation.

The barracks are large in size, but the facilities inside are easy to distinguish.

The slave soldiers slept in large tents, which were dark and dilapidated, so there was no need to look at them. The officers I brought with me were all scattered, and in groups of five, they first searched for the double yurts where the junior officers were staying.

According to the system, the tents of junior officers were set up next to the tents of the soldiers, which was very easy to manage. After a muffled grunt, all the people inside were tied up, gagged, chained, and pulled to my horse.

Ahh

Next to me was a slave soldiers' tent, and the slave soldiers in the big tent had woken up and watched their commander suffer with sleepy eyes. What surprised me was that none of them made a loud warning or something like that┅┅In fact, they were all blinking their eyes excitedly and licking their lips with their tongues, looking like they were gloating.

With such soldiers, my prospects are not very good. If I were caught on the battlefield┅┅ They would probably have watched me leave with such expressions!

Sir, the perimeter has been cleaned up.

Sir, you're already clearing out the mid-level officer's one-man tent!

Sir, two more were caught at the main entrance!

Every piece of news came to me quickly, and more and more officers were arrested, and there were hundreds of people piled up around me. They writhed very uneasily. The mouth keeps whining. Woo-woo! noise.

I was relieved and worried. I am glad that the officer I brought from the darkness is very good, and I am worried about the suzhì of all the people in this barracks.

What is this? Our thousands of men have already succeeded in attacking the camp! This is a legion! A legion of tens of thousands of people?

Almost, let's go to the big tent. I said, "Take these men with you!"

The command tent in the center of the camp was brightly lit, and the voices that came out of it were indiscerning, and there were people singing and laughing and playing. Outside the tent were scattered a dozen or so soldiers with weapons or bottles, and the occasional scream of a woman from the tent kept them entertained.

More than a dozen officers from the Guards Regiment crouched down and quietly sneaked past with various obstacles. Assign the target and use a gesture to notify the elven officer behind you. At the moment when the soldiers were paralyzed by the elves' magic, the officers lying on the ground jumped up, helped the soldiers catch the various things that fell from their hands, and then helped them slowly lower their bodies.

Hey, hey, hey┅┅That's right, I have to help them laugh a few times.

I dismounted, surrounded by a group of officers with strong physique.

The color of this tent is so fucking inferior. I thought about it for a moment and said to the people around me, "Tear it down for me!"

No one hesitated to give my orders, and it was an insult to the mighty orc officers to tear such a tent apart.

Poof! This is the stake that holds the tent up.

It's the sound of the tent cloth being broken down.

This is the sound of the column collapsing.

Wow, help!!This is ┅┅ Needless to say!

The smoke cleared, illuminated by the countless magic torches around it. Several disheveled senior officers sitting in the open space looked particularly comical.

Who are you? It took a long time for an officer with a woman in his arms to come to his senses: What do you want to do! This is the camp of the Ninth Legion!

I poked Helt with my finger. A little more to the officers, Helt strode over.

The officer was slapped in the face, and Helt asked him aloud, "What is your position?"

I swear, I didn't teach this dirty word from Hailt!

I'm York's aide-de-camp, Bauer's officer's face was swollen: Who are you?

I can sue you for who I am. I stepped forward: I'm Cohen Kayada, your immediate boss.

It took the adjutant a long time to point his finger at me: "You are ┅┅."

He slapped him again, and Helter shouted and scolded: "Call sir!"

Helt, don't hit him. I stretched out my hand and pointed to the woman in the officer's arms: Who is she?

Chief┅┅This woman is from the town. He replied. When he heard me tell someone not to hit him, he smiled at me gratefully.

I nodded and continued to ask, "Where has your chief gone?"

I went to the hotel in town.

Which one?

Look at what you're saying, sir. He sniffled, "There's an inn in town."

What is he going to do there?

You know, sir, it's desolate. He said, "Therefore inns are also bought and sold in brothels."

I let out a long sigh and laughed dryly: "The Ninth Legion! Ha! This is the Ninth Legion!

Be!

Take three hundred men with me and go to town and have a good time! I said, "Jack, gather all the slave soldiers!" and when I come back, I will see these men dressed in all their clothes

I paused and pointed to a few of the senior officers who were still sitting on the ground: they had to be hanged at the main entrance of the camp in full clothes!

I didn't expect that just because of the presence of the legions, a small town with only a few hundred households would become very lively, even at night.

I watched the lights of the town on a hillside, and behind me were three hundred silent officers.

Sir, it's midnight. Helt whispered, "Can we do it?"

I said, "Have you memorized everything I taught you?"

Remember! Heert said, "Everyone, pay attention!"

The officers rode into the town under the leadership of Helter, and I let the horses move slowly, with only a few staff officers and guards officers by my side.

From what I've observed recently, it's a waste to have Helt an officer, and he should be a bandit. How well-behaved Heert was when he was a child! How could he be so gangsterly like now?

I asked the three hundred officers selected by Helt to have a direct superior-subordinate relationship with him, and they were a litter of small bandits. Under the loud urging of Hailt, they did not care about the officers' attire on their bodies, and violently smashed open the doors of the residents' houses, and mercilessly threw the officers sent by the temple who stayed in the houses into the street. Many unlucky people wake up after being slapped and hear people shouting in their ears: We are the Divine Knights Law Enforcement Team!

The hapless ones were ordered to line up the streets, half-naked and shivering in the cold wind of the middle of the night. Those who are caught at the gambling table have playing cards in their hands, those who linger in taverns still carry wine bottles in their hands, and those who are addicted to women have a blue-faced woman next to them, and some unlucky people still want to raise their noble titles, but they often attract a headless and faceless whip before they can speak.

I walked down the street to the door of the inn in town, and watched a middle-aged man in only underwear being led out by several orc officers. Because this guy has been struggling, he has been punched quite a bit.

Let me go! You pigs! He shouted all the way: I am a noble brigadier general! Guards! Guards!

A half-orc officer finally couldn't stand his insults and kicked him in the ass, causing him to get out into the street early, but face down.

He propped himself up and said, "I swear that I will hang you with my own hands!"

I don't think you have that chance. I didn't even want to get off the horse, so I looked at him condescendingly: What rank did you just say?

I am a brigadier general!

I tapped the rank on my shoulder with my horsewhip: then you'd better see what rank I am!

He looked at my shoulder carefully: Even if you are a major general, your Excellency has no right to treat me like this! I am the deputy commander of the Ninth Army Corps!

I forgot to tell you that I was the Supreme Commander of the Ninth Army Corps, who had just taken office. I said, "I'm also a Blessed Knight."

The brigadier general was completely stunned, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Chief, sir, please forgive me, I am rude┅┅He stammered: The order says that you will have to arrive in a few days

Unfortunately, I arrived today. There was no expression on my face: You said you were the deputy commander of the brigadier general, but what about your uniform?!

I beg your pardon, Your Excellency, I left the uniform in the room, I think it should still be on the bed, I'll go get it

No, it's better for you to go back to camp like this. I said to one of the staff officers, "Sue Sù Helter, and bring all those you have caught back to the camp!"

Yes, sir, the staff officer repeats my order: bring all those caught back to the camp!

I took the group of officers back to the camp, but as I passed the main entrance of the camp, I was not hung on any of them.

Thousands of magic torches lit up the camp, tens of thousands of slave soldiers had been assembled, and my officers were walking up and down the ranks, showing no sign ......of mutiny!

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