Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 85: Great bargain
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"This kind of potion suitable for magicians to condense the spiritual power is not available in the Corps headquarters." The Fatty Corps commander said embarrassingly.
Magic? Condensing mental power? What is it about me, a knight who cultivates fighting spirit, how did Angelina suggest this?
Or thinking of who the low-level non-commissioned officer, Locke, these two medicines heard from, the fat corps captain was cruel and said with difficulty, "This medicine can also greatly improve the knights, but only the Eagle Legion It’s only available in the logistics department of the headquarters. If you need it, I can get it for you.” The Fatty Corps commander looked like he had suffered a heavy loss.
Seeing this picture of a corps commander, Locke didn’t even know that the'Will Concentration Potion' is more precious than the'Johnson Potion'. It is cheap and not a bastard. If you miss this shop, you will not know in the future. When can I get this kind of medicine, Locke gritted his teeth and did not hesitate to provoke the captain of the corps, and decisively agreed, "Then thank Lord George!"
What Locke promised was that he was happy, but it was a bitter Fatty Corps commander. This time he was not just bleeding as simple as he was, but he cut a piece of meat. Even though he is so fat, it's okay to lose two pieces of meat.
At night, the combined barracks of the Eagles and Lions are lit up. There were torches and soldiers patrolling everywhere.
With a regimental commander like George taking the lead, of course the green light is all the way. There are no enquiring soldiers asking how many people crossed the barracks. The physique of the Fatty Corps commander is his pass, and there may only be such an astonishing corps commander in the two legions.
The fortress made up of 70,000 people is still very large. Along the way, there are continuous military tents, ten-meter-high military tents, which represent at least a ten-man squad. Counting this down, there are at least 7,000 military accounts here.
Of course, more than that. A squadron leader like Locke also has his own small military account.
In addition to the large military tents, what impressed Locke were the fortifications outside the military tents and horse rejection. Several giant slings and a siege hammer that can only be hugged by a few people, quietly docked in the corner of this huge military camp.
What Locke passed by was only a small part of the area. I couldn't believe how many such siege weapons in the entire Eagle Legion and Lion Legion.
Lines of sharp and stout horses stand on the periphery of the barracks. This should prevent the Charlottes in the besieged capital from breaking their nets.
Locke couldn't imagine how many horses and manpower and material resources it would take to enclose a large city of nearly 100,000 inhabitants.
The former Locke was just an ordinary soldier. He had seen these things before, but he had not considered it deeply. What he used to fight every day was not to die in the next day’s battle. Once he only needed A dinner of black bread can satisfy yourself.
Now from the perspective of the squadron leader, there are even Baron Kedozi and even a corps leader talking and chatting next to him. Locke can't help but see more deeply and think more long-term.
Perhaps seeing Locke staring intently at the rows of horses standing outside the barracks in the distance, the Fatty Corps commander George introduced: "These horses have spent a lot of effort to drive away 80,000 summers. The Erloite slaves and the logistics corps of the Eagle Corps took a month to complete."
The Fatty Corps commander couldn't help expressing a sense of pride in his words. This is a huge city of 100,000, so it was surrounded by their fortifications and army.
What Locke thought of was the 80,000 Charlois slaves, which was more than the total number of the Eagle Legion and the Lion Legion. In this way, they were captured by Faustin's army wearing armor and holding a sharp sword. It was due to the strength of Faustin's army or the cowardly character of the Charlois.
Locke's sense of anxiety is very serious, otherwise he would not have joined the army decisively when the food at home had not been eaten, and gave his parents and sisters a way to survive. He is also a character who does what he thinks of. The commander of the George Corps next to him is still chatting with Baron Kedozi, but what Locke is thinking about is the improvement of strength.
He didn't want to be like the Charlowes who were slaves to them in the future, to be driven away like cows and sheep.
Now that I think so, the following Zhukong Locke is even more confident. George, the fat corps commander who was still bragging, didn't realize that the next situation might be more than just bleeding and cutting meat.
A shiver suddenly came, and the Fatty Corps commander looked around and found that there was nothing strange, and then boasted to Baron Kedozi about his great achievements.
George found out that Locke is a boring person who speaks very little, and his commander, Baron Kedozi, is easy to talk. George really became enthusiastic about Baron Kedozzi. In his opinion, it is more cost-effective to befriend Baron Kedozzi than Locke, because after all, Locke is still a soldier of Baron Kedozzi.
Baron Kedozi was very flattered by the enthusiasm of George's captain. His upper-level relationship was only with the Marquis of Sandro. He only met some of the other nobles at the last prince’s dinner, but they didn’t Familiar, just let others know that there is such a person as him.
The leader of the Fatty Corps took the initiative to strike up a conversation, and Baron Kedozi saw a threshold approaching Faustin’s upper-class nobles. To be honest, Baron Kedozi was not a talkative person. Anyone who knew him knew it was a An indifferent, rational nobleman.
But after being purposeful, the Baron of Kedozi also changed from being cold to talking. During the small chat with George, the two broke out with hearty smiles from time to time.
Not long, it's time to get there. The logistics department of the Eagle Corps is no better than the logistics department of the Second Corps. The light spirit here is more courageous than the Second Corps.
The four-meter-high and six-meter-wide gate is more open than the small courtyard of the Corps Logistics Department.
It's eight or nine o'clock at night, but it's still quite lively here. In addition to a lot of people coming and going, there are also three or two carriages coming in and out of the gate from time to time.
The commander of the George Corps stopped joking with Baron Kedozi and led Locke to the gate of the Eagle Corps logistics office in strides.
Although it is night, the light in the compound is surprisingly good. Not only are there torches around, there are several huge braziers in the center for lighting.
The commander of the George Corps had been walking very quietly, but now it seemed to show his arrival and show his aura. The commander of the Corps walked up and the ground trembled even more.
Of course, the effect has been achieved. Many soldiers or officers who saw the arrival of the George Corps commander came up to say hello. After all, the commander of the George Corps was also the second-tier high-ranking member of the Eagle Corps except for the group commander and the deputy commander.
The commander of the George Corps seemed to enjoy the feeling of being overwhelmed by the stars. He only faintly greeted others with a faint "um" to express his knowledge, and then led Locke and others to a place like a warehouse inside. .
There are a lot of warehouses here. The commander of the George Corps led them to a warehouse that was in a relatively off-site position, but was surrounded by several torches and the stars of the arrow tower.
Leave a group of people in the logistics office looking curiously at Locke and others who followed behind the commander of the George Corps. No one has seen these people, not to mention Locke and Yoshak, they are the Baron Kedozi, and the old husband of the Marquis of Sandro is the backer, and he has never been to the Legion Logistics Office several times.
The warehouse is not as open and bright as the outside, and the light is darker, making it difficult to see what is there, but there are always soldiers who come in and push a trolley to transport items, so people know There is still popularity in it.
In addition to the soldiers who transported goods, Locke also felt a few vague auras that far surpassed the logistics department of the Corps. They all existed above the mid-level servants. It is not surprising that there are high-level servants Locke, after all, this is the Eagle Legion. The logistics office, the lifeline of the entire army.
Went to a counter on the left side of the warehouse, "Pete! Old Pete! You come out!" The commander of the George Corps patted the counter familiarly, and shouted at a curtain behind the counter.
Not many people were allowed to wait for a long time, and soon the curtain was lifted. An old man with silver hair walked out from behind the curtain. The old man was dressed very clean and his behavior was meticulous. It reminded Locke of John the butler of Baron Kedozi.
"What's the matter? It's so late, and your George Corps commander is here." The silver-haired old man smiled and said to the fat army commander.
"Of course something is coming!" The fat soldier's eyes widened, but they weren't intimidating. On the contrary, there was a joke. It seemed that he had a good relationship with the silver-haired old man.
"After all, what do you need?" The silver-haired old man Peter also saw that George brought the group of people behind him to get things.
"A ‘Will Concentration Potion’!" The fat on his face trembled a few times, and the Fatty Corps commander said these words with difficulty.
The silver-haired old man opened his eyes and stared at the fat corps leader and said, "George, I haven’t heard of a magician seedling in your family?" The silver-haired old man didn’t add the word corps leader, but Calling George's name directly, it seems that his true identity is not much lower than George, the commander of the army.
The fat captain grinned awkwardly, and explained, "This is to support a younger generation with good potential~" George called Locke a "junior", this is to tell Locke, don't forget to develop in the future His'elder'.
Pete looked at the few people behind George, and the tender-faced Locke was able to take up the word ‘junior’. Only Locke’s age was under 30.
Looking at Locke for a few moments, as if he wanted to remember such a person, the silver-haired old man rang the bell and shouted "Fina! Go to the B area to get a blue potion!"
"Got it!" A female voice came from inside.
Soon, a blond woman came out from behind the curtain, holding a palm-length small wooden box in her hand, and handed it to the silver-haired old man.
The silver-haired old man didn’t give the Fatty Corps to George the first time he got his hand. Instead, he took out a notebook and handed it to Fina, who was next to him. He turned his head and said to George; “You have to think carefully, this represents Your three-month salary is gone!"
"Got it, know it, where is so much nonsense!" The Fatty Corps commander waved his hand, interrupting Pete's next words, "I need to rely on that salary?" As if to save face, George insisted.
Thinking of what the corps commander's family does, Pete is relieved. This is indeed a master who does not lack money.
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