At noon, the commander of the logistics regiment came to my tent with a thick book, and a large group of senior officers was waiting for him, waiting to hear the list of the property of our Ninth Regiment.

"Hello sir!" said the head of the logistics regiment, "we just figured it out." ”

"Say it out loud!" I nodded, "I want to see how miserable it is!"

"Yes!" the commander of the logistics regiment read aloud, "at present, our regiment lacks more than 49,000 sets of uniforms, there are no gloves, shoes and socks in the warehouse, no bedding that should be equipped for every soldier, no personal necessities, no toiletries, no ...... The soldiers had no underwear, no towels, no personal hygiene at all......"

"Does the military department know about these situations?" I interrupted the logistics commander, "what do they say?"

"The former officers had reported to the military headquarters, and the military headquarters also had receipts," the head of the logistics regiment took out an official document, "and the military headquarters received that due to the complex composition of the Ninth Army Corps, the size of the soldiers was too different, and there was no suitable equipment to provide us...... The quartermaster is working on it. ”

"When is this receipt?"

"A month ago. ”

"A month ago," I nodded, "the quartermaster—that is, the left minister of Luman, who studied it for a month?"

"I'm afraid so, Your Excellency," the logistics commander sighed, "the current Ninth Legion, I, the logistics commander, are the most laid-back, and I don't have anything to take care of at all." ”

"Give me less poor mouths—" I glanced at him, "give me the list!"

A long list of items was handed to me, and I was horrified by the dense numbers on it.

"Jack!," I said, "go and call the 1st and 2nd Guards Regiments together." Then take all the carriages with you. ”

"Yes!"

"You. It's you. I patted the logistics commander in the face, "Tell your soldiers to build a dozen large warehouses!

"Really, sir?" the head of the logistics regiment suddenly smiled, "I will leave the warehouse affairs to me, absolutely no problem!"

"Carlos. ”

"Yes!"

"I'll go to the military headquarters, and the camp will be handed over to you," I said, "and no one will be given face while I'm away." ”

"Understood!" Karos replied aloud. "No one will be given face!"

I set out with two Guards regiments and a few hundred wagons, and the target was the General Quartermaster Depot of the Allied Army!

"Listen to me!" I said to the more than 5,000 soldiers of the two Guards Regiment before leaving, "when you get to the warehouse, you will do whatever I tell you to do." If you obey orders, I promise you will be fine, and if you don't, I will take your life!"

The soldiers of the two regiments said yes and set off in a mighty manner.

"Boss," Jack asked me halfway through. "What are we going to do?"

"To get supplies, of course," I said. "What else else could I do?"

"Don't kid me, boss," Jack pouted, "two regiments of people to get supplies?"

"You remember Jack," I whispered, "whatever happens, we're going to say - we're going to get supplies, attention, we're going to get them!"

"Hey, Collar," Jack said with a smile, "I see." ”

"As you know, we're not in a very good position right now, and there are two advantages to doing this. I said, "First, we will solve the shortage of materials in our regiment, and second, we will boost the morale." ”

"Of course, it's about the supplies," Jack still doesn't understand, "but how can we boost morale?"

I looked around and pulled Jack to the side of the road.

"What is an army? An army is nothing but an organized, disciplined bandit. I whispered to Jack, "Bandits know how to follow a good leader, and soldiers are even more so." If you think about it, tens of thousands of people are in the camps, they have to be clothed, they have to eat or not, they have to play or not they have to play - it's strange if nothing happens. ”

"But—"

"Nothing," I said, "I want the soldiers to know that with me there is a future, hope, and a better life than others, only then will the soldiers be obedient and work hard!"

"But I'm a military judge," said Jack with a wry smile, "and you're taking the military judge with you—"

"It's necessary to make sure the soldiers don't hide their supplies," I said, "and these guys in our legion have all sorts of problems!"

"All right!" said Jack, "you're the boss, you have the final say." ”

I was very satisfied with his attitude, not all military judges were willing to follow the commander to do bad things.

Several hundred wagons affected our speed, and by the time we arrived at the munitions depot, it was already early in the morning of the third day.

The sun had not yet come out, and the munitions depots were still shrouded in mist.

I did not expect that the range of munitions warehouses would be so large. As far as the eye can see, hundreds of tents stretch out in a row, forming a vast area.

A detachment of cavalry of nearly a hundred men appeared at the gate of the warehouse and came towards us.

"Stop! This is a stronghold of the coalition," shouted the officer leading the group on his horse, still some distance away, "are you from that regiment?"

"Go," I said to one of the officers of the Guards, "bring him to me!"

In a few moments, the cavalry officer rode over.

"Good morning, Lord God Knight," he said, "is it okay for you to come to the warehouse?"

"Nonsense! What am I doing here?" I said, "Whose subordinate are you?"

"Returning to the sir!" he said, "the subordinate is the major commander of the 8th Regiment of the Military Headquarters Garrison Regiment!

"Is the quartermaster there?"

"Back to the sir!" he said, "the quartermaster is not here! the deputy quartermaster is here!"

I was stunned, I didn't expect Zuo Xiang to be in the munitions warehouse, but this is fine, it saves me a lot of time.

"Take your men aside," I said to the major officer, "and you're in my way." ”

"But sir—" The major officer hesitated.

I whipped me over, "You didn't hear you when I told you to stand aside!"

"Yes!" the major officer stood obediently on the side of the road, looking pitiful.

"Why are you so embarrassed? You're dead daddy!" I whipped again, "Be happy, sing a song!"

"Yes! "The major officer received two lashes in a row. People have also become a lot smarter. "When the buckwheat blossoms bloom—when the little tree grows to shoulder height—my dear girl—"

Amid the lame love songs of more than a hundred cavalrymen, we entered the gate of the warehouse and came to a large square in the warehouse.

"Tell someone to park the carriage!" I told Jack, "all the officers of the Guards Regiment are running to me!"

More than 50 officers from two regiments gathered around me and listened to my orders.

"You have heard me, the list has been given to each and every one of you," I said with a straight face, "whatever the case may be. Whoever doesn't get something, I'll want someone to look good!"

"Look at my eyes, the soldiers' expressions should be stern and fierce!" I said, "If anyone chirps, give me a beating!

"Yes!" replied the officers in a neat voice.

I turned, grabbed the corner of my cloak in my left hand, and strode towards the quartermaster's tent.

"Lord God Knight, ...... you" The deputy quartermaster had already received the news and was already standing outside the tent, "what are you doing here?"

"Don't you want to live anymore?" I grabbed him by the collar, "the supplies of the Ninth Legion have been delayed for more than a month. Did you know?"

"Yes, I know!" said the quartermaster, frightened, as if he had been apprehensive by the fact that I had killed hundreds of officers. "You let it go—"

"I know it's still delayed!" I said louder, "What's the matter? Do you want Lord Blessed Knight to go to war with a group of bare-ass soldiers!"

"No, it's not like that," the quartermaster was about to cry, "there's no suitable one-"

"Not a month ago," I yelled at him, "not yet!"

"Not really—" he said, "perhaps Lord Luman has other arrangements. ”

"I'll kill you!" I said, "Tell someone to take us to the warehouse, and we'll choose for ourselves!"

"Lord Luhman isn't here—I, I don't have that right. ”

I frowned, "Judge!"

"Here!"

"No, no, no, don't call the military judge—" The deputy quartermaster immediately pulled out a bunch of keys, "I'll take you, I'll take you—"

"It's good to be like this," I smiled, "good." ”

From ancient times to the present day, there is nothing wrong with the phrase "a family of soldiers", although I have repeatedly ordered that the supplies must be collected according to the list, but the warehouse is still a mess, for the simple reason that the eyes of all the officers and soldiers - all are red.

Of course, I also have a little bit.

As soon as the first tent door was opened, a fresh smell of linen came to the face, and bundles of cloth were neatly stacked—making the soldiers who had never worn a full suit dizzy.

"Look, this is for the Second Legion," said the quartermaster, "it's all cloth, and you don't need it—"

"How many sets of uniforms can be made from a piece of cloth?" I said, "how much does it cost to make a uniform?"

"A horse of linen can make fifteen large uniforms," said the deputy quartermaster, who spoke very fluently, "and fifteen uniforms would be paid only one silver coin." ”

"Well," I thought for a moment, "we make our own uniforms! The wages are counted in the fabric! Each piece of cloth is counted as ten sets of military uniforms!"

"This ...... "How can this be done!" cried the quartermaster, "each piece of cloth is worth eight silver coins!"

"Move me!" I grabbed the quartermaster and left, "Let's go to the next warehouse!"

The second warehouse was full of blankets, and I shook off one and called a random orc officer to try it.

"Sir," the tall, orc officer replied to me, "a little short......

"What do you mean it's a little short? It's just too short!" I was very dissatisfied with his saying, "Two sheets count as one, let me move!"

......

In just one morning, we successfully "received" the materials we needed. One hundred of them were loaded with more than five thousand pieces of cloth, a hundred of them with blankets, ten of them with towels, and fifteen of them with gloves and socks...... There's also a kettle belt or something, and there's even a rank badge for a carriage!

Anyway, it was loaded until our wagon could not fit.

The soldiers and officers in the warehouse all squatted to the side, obediently lowered their heads and counted their toes, not daring to say a word.

Seeing that it was almost dressed, I stood on a carriage and spoke loudly to the soldiers.

"Soldiers—" I cried out hoarsely, "from now on! these things are ours! No one will try to snatch anything from us! no matter who it is. As long as someone grabs something from the wagon. We're going to fight him for a long time!"

"Yes—"

This is the first time. The soldier replied to me in such a neat and loud voice!

"Pull out your swords!" I pulled out my sword with a thud, "Don't stop on the road!"

More than 5,000 soldiers of the two guards regiments unsheathed their swords, their guns clenched, stared at blood-red eyes, and bared their teeth as they escorted the carriage and set off.

Since I arrived in the Ninth Legion, I have never seen soldiers with such enthusiasm. They were busy running before and after, helping the cart with a red face just now, and in an instant they stood at the intersection to stand guard. If anyone showed the slightest hint of intent to get close to the convoy, they would immediately be knocked to the ground by a group of soldiers, and then tied up and hung from a tree......

By the next day, messengers from the military headquarters had caught up with my motorcade and brought me personal letterheads from the senior officers of the military headquarters.

The content of the letter is almost the same: please Divine Blessing Knight to consider the adverse effects of this matter, and to stabilize the overall situation of the coalition forces...... Taking advantage of the fact that there is still room for redemption in this matter, the supplies will be sent back immediately, and the military department will help cover up the clouds.

"What should I do?" Jack asked me worriedly, "Boss, it looks like things are going to get bigger!"

"I am the Blessed Knight. What can they do to me?" I smiled, "Ignore them. It's they who don't give us supplies, we just get back what we deserve!"

"Yes!"

On the third day, the convoy finally returned to the camp, and the warehouses of the logistics regiment were filled with substances, not to mention a significant part of which had to be stored in the open air. The mountains of supplies left the soldiers dumbfounded, and with the boast of the soldiers of the two Guards Regiments, my prestige in the Ninth Regiment soon reached a whole new height.

Just because something is there doesn't mean it's over, but I know a lot about the soldiers' problems. Usually robbers, bandits or gamblers don't have much money, and although there are many reasons for this, the most hateful thing is to waste things when they come easily.

On the one hand, I asked the commander of the logistics regiment to step up the order of distributing materials, and on the other hand, I issued an order that every soldier should recite it to the commander of the logistics regiment before receiving the supplies, and when he would be able to memorize it and when he would receive it.

The daily rules of the Ninth Legion: First, bathe at least once every ten days, and those who do not comply are punished with twenty sticks.

Second, take care of the equipment, do not wear military shoes to tread water, wear military uniforms against the wall, write on blankets, belts, shoes and socks, and those who do not comply will be punished with military sticks twenty.

Thirdly, wash on time every day, keep the tent clean, change underwear once a day, change military uniforms once every three days, and punish those who do not comply with the military stick 20.

After memorizing these, each soldier can receive a set of personal equipment. With the exception of uniforms, there weren't that many tailors around the camp, and although all the people in the neighborhood who knew how to make clothes had been gathered, it would have to wait a while.

Correspondingly, the logistics regiment has built dozens of bathrooms and hundreds of toilets throughout the camp, and I want to tell the soldiers to say goodbye to their dirty and smelly habits. If this is not done, the losses in the camp are likely to be greater than the attrition of the fighting in the event of a large-scale epidemic of disease in the camp.

Ten days later, the distribution of supplies came to an end, and the investigation team of the military department also came. In view of the violent tendencies of the Ninth Army - this time a full cavalry regiment came.

The leader of the group was again Winterhar Rainey, who seemed to be dealing with these matters at the Allied Headquarters, and she brought a letter from Prince Karl Ulysses.

The Prince himself did not show much concern about the "incident between the Ninth Army and the Quartermaster's Department", but only asked me to give a complete statement of the matter in his letter.

I had been prepared to come up with a lot of evidence for Winterhar to bring back to the military headquarters.

"Your Excellency...... I'm convinced," Winterhar was unimpressed by the evidence I had provided, "and you can't do something normal to do?"

"What? do you think this is not normal?" I asked her rhetorically, "What can you do if you are the commander of the Ninth Legion and your soldiers run bare-assed!"

Winterhall's eyes bulged, and he was about to stand up and eat me raw.

"Don't get excited, I didn't mean that," I suddenly realized that she was a woman, how could I say this in front of her, "Count me wrong!"

She tilted her head to the side.

"I said General," I asked her with a smile, "what is the reaction of the military department?"

"Temple faction," she snorted, and replied coldly, "very intensely. ”

"Oh!" I tapped my head, "and should I calm down the people of the temple?"

"You've done it," Winterhar replied angrily, "the fabric has also become a military uniform, how can you calm them down!"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood me," I said, "that's not my style—I say calm, to make them stop being noisy." ”

"General, this regiment of soldiers with you," I asked her again, "is it your direct unit?"

"No, they are directly under the Quartermaster's Department," Winterhar replied me, "from the Bansai Empire." ”

"Well," I smiled, "General, I would like to talk to you, or if I have some questions." Can you go out with me? Nice view around the camp. ”

"Your Excellency promises to only get down to business?"

"Of course," I said very kindly, "I am a knight of God!"

"Yes. ”

"Please!"

"Look at me! I've forgotten to arrange lunch for your soldiers," I complained that I had called an officer, and whispered to the officer, "except for the female general's guards, and the rest of the inspection team have been stripped of me into pigs—and beaten out of the camp with sticks!"

Then, I took Winterhar around outside the camp and asked her some inconsequential questions.

At this time, the law enforcement regiment and the logistics regiment were looting the cavalry regiment that had come from the military headquarters. All their equipment was hidden in warehouses by the logistics regiment.

When we returned to the camp, Winterhar found a cavalry regiment of more than 2,000 men, in addition to his own guards, walking dejectedly on the way back to the headquarters. At a glance, the road was full of white dangling arms and thighs.

Puffing out his cheeks and striking me in the scabbard again, Winterhar returned to the military headquarters without saying a word. The old men of the military department were dumbfounded, and the noise of the temple factions immediately disappeared, because they knew - I am not very satisfied yet! (To be continued......