() "Yes, this is a military camp, you can't kill people indiscriminately, arrest him quickly!" Little Grandet also shouted, he couldn't wait to see Downton in trouble.
"These spies tried to assassinate the commander during the competition. Shouldn't they be punished?" Downton stared at the centurion. "Everyone heard it. I said that weapons are not allowed, but they all took out murder weapons."
"Fart, who do you think you are? A Duke? A worthless civilian, why are they assassinating you?" The centurion was furious to death for Downton's nonsense.
"Worthless? Tyson has put a bounty on my head." Downton snorted, "You are so anxious to defend them, are you also a spy?"
The centurion leader suddenly became speechless. Indeed, this kid killed his younger brother, and they did have the motive to assassinate him, but these people are just thorns in the side. Even if they are traitors, they will not choose an ogre as their master?
"Sir, what nonsense are you talking to him? First arrest him and torture him. He will definitely do it!" Little Grandet ran to the centurion and stared at Downton with a sinister look on his face as he offered his advice.
"Yes, why are you just standing there? Why don't you take action quickly and take him down!" the centurion leader roared at the soldiers around him.
The militiamen did not move at first, but soon saw their respective commanders gesturing for them to take action, so they reluctantly surrounded Downton.
Downton didn't care at all, and drew out his saber and sword of order again, "You are indeed a spy. You were made angry when I exposed it. It seems necessary to arrest and torture you. I can't let your spies ruin this campaign."
Banditry."
"You are all dead!" Seeing Downton's attitude, the Centurion roared angrily and drew out his saber to beat the people next to him, "Quickly, catch him."
The militiamen took a glance and found that there were many people on their side, densely packed with nearly a thousand people. No matter how good Downton was, he couldn't kill a thousand people, so some guys who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity had fierce eyes and rushed toward them with knives in hand.
Downton, but soon they stopped again.
The war space opened behind Downton, and the ghoul servants walked out, lined up neatly, and the heavy warrior armor on their bodies made them look like indestructible 'iron cans'!
The whole place fell silent!
"Death!" Downton sprinted, swung his saber fiercely, and a dragon bomb grazed the centurion's head and exploded behind him.
The splashed gravel hit the centurion leader on the head. In pain, he looked at Downton's determined look in his eyes and retreated subconsciously.
Unexpectedly, Downton did not attack. He had no choice. Those thorns were scum, so he would kill them if he could. But the man in front of him was a serving soldier and a centurion leader. If he killed them, there would be some trouble.
"Where are my subordinates? Hurry up and call for them to come here fully armed." The centurion commander felt that he was losing face by retreating. His face suddenly turned red and he roared at the soldiers beside him.
"What are you doing? Want to rebel?"
A thousand-man commander arrived with a group of soldiers, and the militiamen stepped aside and made way for a passage.
Downton heard some people calling him Sir Rukia, so he looked at him a few more times.
This is a man in his forties, with a Chinese character face, dark skin, big hands holding two-handed swords with wide joints, and coupled with those scars, he has the aura of an iron-blooded soldier all over his body.
Rukia ignored the centurion and walked straight to Downton. After glancing at the dead bodies, he looked at Downton and said, "Are you Downton?"
"Yes, sir!" Downton straightened his back and gave a Frankfurt military salute.
"How is this going?"
Downton saw Rukia blinking quickly, and after being stunned for a moment, he came to his senses and asked himself to explain to everyone.
"They assassinated me!" Downton was still polite and described loudly, pressing the charge.
"Sir, don't listen to his nonsense." The hundred people were anxious. Lukia was obviously leaning towards Downton, because they were together.
"Shut up, I don't need you to teach me how to do things!" After glaring at the blank centurion, Rukia pointed at the dead bodies, "I can't just listen to your one-sided words, this matter must be investigated in detail.
Before you know it clearly, I will not accept your position as a leader of 100 people. You should be a leader of ten people first!"
After Rukia finished speaking, he didn't care about Downton and left with a straight face.
"You deserve it, you are so arrogant. Now the position of Centurion is gone, isn't it?" Little Grandet came close to Downton and taunted him in a low voice, his face full of pleasure after seeing his enemy's misfortune.
"Idiot!" Some veterans who heard this despised little Grandet. Lukia was obviously covering up Downton. Investigation? How can we investigate when there is no evidence? This is just a tactic. I want to waste everyone's attention.
Just pay attention to this matter.
As for the position of the captain of ten, Downton made such a big fuss that no one, even an untitled militiaman, dared to disobey his orders.
If Rukia really wanted to get rid of Downton's position, he would directly appoint a centurion.
"Sir, you are still awesome!"
Little Grandet ran over to flatter him, but was slapped on the face by the centurion. He obviously knew the trick here. Instead of killing Downton, he provoked a powerful enemy. He suddenly regretted it.
This time there was no need for Downton to take command. When the soldiers of the Sixth Brigade saw him approaching, they quickly lined up and stood up straight.
"What are you still doing? Go take a shower."
"Yes, sir!"
The militiamen roared in unison. When Downton came up, he thought that his strong style of killing several thornheads with thunderous methods had really suppressed them.
"Wutao, you are not allowed to wave this flag in the future." Downton looked at the flag with a blue background and a red cross, feeling it was too embarrassing.
"Why?" Hu Tao was puzzled, "Every big shot has his own battle flag?"
"I'm just a commoner." Downton touched little Loli's head. As a commoner, he was not qualified to have a noble coat of arms.
"Okay!" Hu Tao was disappointed, and then suddenly remembered that he was still involved in the gambling, and quickly ran to the veteran, "Stop, my money!"
The veteran who wanted to slip away had a bitter expression on his face, thinking about how to get others to let him go.
After hearing the report from their subordinates, the two thousand-man commanders had different reactions. Roquel didn't say anything, but the sinister look on his long and narrow cheeks was stronger, while Campana dropped a tea cup with a look on his face.
He didn't believe it. How could a civilian who had just entered a military camp have the courage to do this? It wasn't until he saw the dead bodies that he believed that there was indeed a serious problem in his militia camp.
Even though he was a captain of ten, Downton still occupied the duli hut prepared for the centurion, and no one dared to say a word.
On the second day, not only the militiamen, but also the regular army looked at Downton differently, because the people who went to Chenwu Town for entertainment came back, and they also confronted him in the street with the security team of more than 100 people, and killed him
Several security guards, the sheriff and the mayor came back with the news that there was nothing he could do.
Campana became even more jealous. The militiamen treated him with respect because they were afraid of their status as a leader, but they treated Downton because of his intimidating power. This made Campana feel that his reputation was being compared.
, so he couldn't wait to deal with Downton even more, and he let out a bad breath.
The opportunity came soon, and just as planned, the army finally set off and embarked on a journey to annihilate the Iron Man Bandit Group.
The task of the militiamen was to transport logistical supplies. Campana took an overview of the matter and just happened to arrange three times the amount of supplies for Downton's Sixth Brigade. As for the mules, horses and trucks, he also informed his subordinates in advance and gave them to Downton.
It's all junk.
"Sir, those mules are so skinny that they can't even pull the wagon!" The newly appointed tenth commander complained to Downton that the lack of transportation means they have to push it themselves.
"If you can't pull it, just push it with your hands." Downton's voice was cold, "If you can't do it, you will engage in military law!"
Watching the Captain leaving with a tearless expression on his face, Downton didn't feel guilty at all. He had already inquired about it, and those who were thrown into the Sixth Brigade were not good people. They were ruffians, gamblers, thieves, you name it.
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There are also unspoken rules in the army. Some relatively wealthy civilians and businessmen did not want to serve in the military, so they paid to bribe the officers and then hired these gangsters to replace them.
Downton was confused at first as to why there were so many scum among the militia, but now he understands everything.
"You don't need to care about them. You're here to gain military glory. Once the war is over, it won't matter anymore." Homer hates scum. For him, the Sixth Brigade is a concentration camp for maggots. It's not as good as anything.
Forget it.
"I understand." Downton is still a little naive at his age. He wants to teach those scum and let them change their ways.
A lot of work is just a kind of training.
Campana rode his war horse and walked diligently on the forest path. His plan was to wait for Downton to complain and ask for strong mules and horses, and then he would find an excuse to whip him and sharpen his spirit.
, but it has been three full days, and the army has already left the border line of Delankfurt, but he has not come yet.
"Has this kid already guessed my plan?"
Campana put up the awning with his hands and looked up. According to the team name, the Sixth Brigade should be in the sixth section of the logistics team, but he put them behind the First Brigade in order to tire them out and there would be people behind.
They were so crowded that they couldn't slow down even if they wanted to.
But it went against expectations. The mules and horses couldn't do it, but the Sixth Brigade still had manpower. Campana saw that those who were once disobedient were now pushing the trucks one by one. Although they were sweating and complaining, no one dared to steal.
Play slippery.
"How did he do it?" Campana didn't understand.
"Sir, it's violence!" the adjutant pointed to a truck carrying three unlucky guys with broken legs and half a rib. They were all caught slacking off.
The thornheads understand that if they are injured, they will not be able to escape if there is a war, and they will have to wait for death. Besides, even if there is no war, this is painful torture.
"Why didn't they resist?" Campana suddenly became excited, "Then I can take the opportunity to hold Downton accountable. (To be continued.)