Law of the Devil Chapter 543: [Mercedes (Part 2)]
Chapter 543 [The Mercenary Corps (Part 2)]
In the barracks, the mercenaries wearing various armors and holding various weapons of different lengths walked lazily back and forth. Some people simply sat on the roadside stones and drank. Some of them were in pairs. During the chat, some people took off their shirts, wrestled on the side, and surrounded by a large group of people to applaud, and even some people bet! !!
From the distribution of tents in the camp, it can only be said to be messy! There is no such neatness as the army!
The mercenaries from Tiannanhaibei, although registered, received their mercenary status, and also obtained their status in this 'infantry battalion', but these people will not follow the standards of the Imperial Army at all Often, many applicants from the same mercenary group will automatically unite together. Throughout the camp, several well-known large mercenary regiments each occupied a camp, and those loner warriors lived scattered around.
There is even a ridiculous situation. For example, dozens of soldiers who belong to a certain squadron in nominal terms may be partly from the mercenary regiment a and partly from the mercenary regiment b. , But scattered living in various places in the camp.
The three hundred soldiers and clerks sent by General Andre can't control these people at all, and can only maintain the simplest order: no fighting, no fighting, no trouble. That's it.
Looking at the noisy campsite in front of me, the guy immediately at the camp gate sighed and muttered, "I'm really starting to have a headache now. The boss assigned me this task, and it was really my life! Punishment! There is no such punishment ... "
Teng!
This man turned over and got off the horse. His thick and fat body was like a big mountain. When walking, the armor and the machete hanging around the waist collided and made a jingling sound. Although the body armor was already the largest, it was still ridiculous when it was put on his fat body.
He walked to the flagpole at the gate of the camp, then suddenly pulled out his machete around his waist, raised his hand, and brushed!
A sharp blade of light, severely chopped on the bowl-shaped flagpole! The flagpole crunched. Crashed down!
This huge movement immediately shocked everyone around! Whether they are drinking, bragging, walking, wrestling, onlookers, or gambling, all of them look towards here!
"I rely! This dead fat man chopped our flag !!!"
I don't know who screamed first. Suddenly everyone would wake up in surprise!
This is ok! ? Although everyone is not a real soldier, at least I now know that if it is in the army, if someone cuts his flag, it will be a shame! !!
Boom. All local mercenaries showed anger on their faces, and many others had already shown their weapons! These half-dead mercenaries, which is not a cruel character who has seen blood? Which one is the soft egg willing to lose?
A lot of these people rushed up, and many of them had already looked at the dead fat man with unpleasant eyes.
"Cut our flag! Brothers. Cut this fat pig !!!"
With a shout, everyone is about to rush forward. Seeing that this fat man is about to be divided by everyone ...
"Who dares!"
The fat man suddenly raises his eyebrows, and in his eyes there is a fascination, and he screams, as if a thunderous thunder!
A dozen cavalrymen behind him, a neat longitudinal horse step forward, the horses move neatly. Just like a ruler! More than a dozen cavalrymen have all picked up the spears mounted immediately, and more than a dozen spears are usually flat. Although the number is not large, they seem to have a monstrous murderous, shiny sharp spear tips, arranged neatly In a row, facing the crowd that was about to come up.
"Take back ten steps! Otherwise, let alone kill!"
Although there are hundreds of rampant mercenaries in front. But these dozen cavalry were not afraid. Riding on the horse, the arm holding the spear was stable like a rock. The individual faces were filled with indifference, but they looked at the people in front of them coldly, and their eyes were full of natural disdain and contempt!
Hum ... a bunch of black people, but not in the hearts of these people, they have fought against the true most elite Holy Knights! This gang of people in Wuhe is simply not enough to watch. Although there are many opponents, and there may be a lot of high-skilled people, these cavalry believe that as long as their own line of dozens of people are not scattered, one charge can defeat these people!
The mercenaries were stunned. These guys who went south and north were very jealous. When you look at this situation, the other party is afraid that they are very promising! The dozen cavalrymen on horses raised their spears in a uniform manner, and the murderous murderousness of that one was definitely the real elite who climbed out of the blood of the dead mountains!
Someone has stepped back unconsciously in the front row.
Brush!
At this time, the fat man who cut the flagpole pulled out a military order from his arms, opened it in his hand, and announced with a stout voice: "Imperial commander! Wait for the empire, loyalty. The courage is commendable! Now all the mercenaries recruited this time will be given to the independent special corps in the Northern Empire of the Empire! The military team from the front line legion! As recommended by the Duke of Tulips, he is a seventh-level knight of the Empire. Commander-in-chief of the special forces regiment! "
After finishing reading, the fat man kneaded the military order in his hand, shoved it into his arms, and then suddenly jumped on a nearby stone, staring at the hundreds of mercenaries in front of him, shouting viciously: " Did you hear that! Bunnies! From now on, Lao Tzu is your leader, your head, your boss! It is the head that controls your life and death power! Lao Tzu's name is Longbatton, you remember me Aberdeen memorized it carefully! Because from now on, every word that Lao Tzu said is an order! You must complete the order without hesitation! Whoever dares not to comply, directly broke his leg and left the barracks! "
Boom!
There is an uproar below.
The officer? This fat man is actually the leader of the army? Some bright-eyed guys have seen that the style of wearing ground armor on Longbatton and the dozens of cavalry behind him seems to be special, and some mercenaries who have been to the northwest. Even immediately recognized this armor!
That's the unique style of the Tulip Family Army!
Longbottom? Is he Longbottom?
In the Northwest Tulip Family Territory, Desa Province, the omnipotent general Longbottom? !!
Many people closed their mouths immediately and stepped back carefully.
And some people who have n’t been to the northwest call me unknowingly: "Military officer! I don't believe any officer! Why do you care about us! I only listen to the words of the head of our mercenary regiment! You a fat man, Why should I listen to you !!! "
"Why?" Longbottom grinned loudly, "Listen! I'll kill as many as I can!"
"Kill! Do you think we haven't killed anyone before and seen blood?" A guy in the front row took the lead, and many people laughed a few times.
Longbaton jumped off the stone, strode to the person who spoke, and said nothing. Suddenly, he lifted a foot and stung him on the belly of that guy fiercely!
The man screamed, and was so stung that he suddenly bowed into a shrimp, and flew straight behind him! He was still rolling a few miles away from the ground, and couldn't even stand up, and curled up into a ball.
Everyone can see clearly, the fat man's foot directly cracked the armor in front of the other!
"Miscellaneous account!" the fat man cursed coldly: "Speak to Lao Tzu. Call the sir! Little cub with no rules at all."
After that, his eyes glanced ruthlessly, and everyone was desperate, but the people who touched the eyes of the fat man couldn't help but beat the fat man's eyes. incredible! It's like a beast that eats people.
"Have you killed someone? Fuck!" Longbottom spit with a spit. Then he shouted with his jaw: "The alien barbarians that Lao Tzu killed on the northwestern grassland were 10,000 and 8,000! When the Northwest Army rebelled, Lao Tzu killed three generals and six commanders! Who killed you? More than Lao Tzu, stand up and show me! "
My day!
Dare to be a killer!
Everyone was silent. Everyone who had a look of arrogance just now felt that they were short.
Dead fat people do n’t understand what these people are saying. Fat people born with hob meat are very clear. When dealing with these fatalities, only you are tougher than them, and they will convince you!
Rational? Does it make sense to say that most people do n’t even write their names? Use your fist first, who has the harder fist and who is the hardest. They will be convinced who is the boss!
The fat man turned around and returned to his native person. As soon as he raised his hand, he immediately dropped his spear by a dozen riders. At the same time, he took off a huge leather bag hanging on the horse. the sound of.
As more than a dozen cavalry unhook the skin of the skin at the same time, they poured out. Suddenly the eyes of all the onlookers were protruding!
A dozen skins are poured out, all of them are gold coins!
The golden coins. Leaning out of the skin. It slammed on the ground, and a dozen large skins were emptied. I'm afraid there are thousands of gold coins!
Although these mercenaries are people who travel south and north, most of the mercenaries are not rich in life. Most of the benefits of hunting Warcraft are also exploited by unscrupulous merchants. A mercenary can have more than a dozen. Gold coins are rare!
Thousands of gold coins fell in front of them, and immediately made everyone look different. Although some people's faces are disdainful, more people have already shown a little longing or greedy expression.
"Let ’s listen to them all! I just cut your flag! Because I came to see you look angry! A bunch of messy people! Are you 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! Is it great to hunt Warcraft? That deserves to be called a hunter! Not a soldier! You do n’t deserve to have an army banner! So I cut off! "
Long Barton grabbed a handful of gold coins, and then deliberately released his fingers to let the gold coins slide down. He said fiercely: "Listen now, on the first day of today, I won't give much orders! Everyone, there is a calculation One, who is willing to stay here to fight well and earn bounty, must listen to Lao Tzu's order to make a qualified soldier! I do n’t care what kind of mercenary regiment you are or what you were, in my case, it is a soldier! Willing to stay Next, everyone comes here to collect two gold coins first! This is the first military badge and reward given to you by Lao Tzu! If you want to leave ... "
Fat, here, turn and point to the camp door: "Where is the gate! Where to go back and forth! Go home and be your hunter! I want soldiers, not hunters!"
After speaking, Longbottom randomly ordered a few people who looked at him in the front row and ticked his fingers: "You! You! And a few of you come over! A few of you are responsible for distributing here Gold coins! One for two! Whoever dares to take more, whoever dares to grab more by force, chops Lao Tzu! These gold coins are for everyone, if someone dares to take more, it is to steal everyone's money! Don't be polite, just cut it Dead man, I'm in charge! "
Subsequently, the fat man led a dozen people without looking at the pile of gold coins, and walked towards the camp. The person in front of him stopped before he came over, and quickly separated to give way on both sides.
A moment later, a fat, thick voice came from the camp. It turned out that he took people into a tent with the best terrain, dry wind, and the largest.
It turned out that the big tent had already been occupied by the largest number of mercenary regiments. After the fat man went in, he was slammed out by a scolding.
"Damn! Is Lao Tzu the coach or you are the coach! Lao Tzu is the head of the group, and before I appoint you, you are the soldier! If you live in the coach's tent, do you want the head of the team to squeeze the tent! God! This tent is for the Lord, who will let you live in it! "
Screaming and scolding, a few mercenary regiments ran out and crawled out. Before leaving, the fat man yelled, "Take away your stuff! Leave a hair, and hit the twenty army stick. ! "
Long Barton went into the tent and let his people stay outside. Then he grabbed the water bag he was carrying, slammed the water, wiped the corners of his mouth, sighed, and muttered, "Fuck Is n’t that why you did n’t follow the boss ’s script last time! I was punished for bringing such a bunch of people together ... The boss is too cruel! Huh, I see that princess and Hussein were right! Two dogs, men and women, you love me, Lao Tzu, who is a matchmaker, has been driven to the north to suffer ... I rely on! If Lao Tzu was cruel, now I should be happily holding the princess. "