Chapter 41: Maple Leaf Manor Restoration Battle (7) Part 1
"Sir, if you say this, I understand. Barrett, do you understand? Otherwise, I will explain it to you." Barrett said seriously.
"Go, go, go! You can understand, but I can't understand?" Eomer asked Barrett to play with a look of disgust, "Sir, when you say this, I understand that within the same period,
It's hard to do many things well at the same time.
But within a period of time, concentrate on doing some important things well at the moment, and wait until the next period, then concentrate on doing other things. In this way, over time, you can do very well in all aspects, that is
As you often say, there are no shortcomings."
Balian couldn't help but laugh when he saw where the two of them were bickering, "Okay, you two guys, as long as you understand what I mean, the team will be expanded next. As the main officers, you must think carefully about the recruitment and training of new recruits.
, and the matter of commanding more than a hundred troops in combat.
In the current Brick, the ministers in the court are busy fighting. The noble forces in the north and south of the principality are fighting openly and covertly. There is also the Kingdom of Xingal on the sea, and Toba pirates often come to plunder. The Orians in the north and the Varun in the east.
The Di people will also take advantage of Brick's internal instability to come and seize land...
The situation is grim. Who knows what major events will happen next year after this year has passed. There is not much time left for us to develop. We must prepare early."
"Don't worry, sir, we will do our best!" Eomer and Barret stood up and solemnly promised.
"Okay, I believe you, sit down quickly. There is nothing to eat in Maple Leaf Manor now. I just asked someone to make some simple food. Barrett, you just brought wine over. Let the three of us have a good drink.
For more than half a month, I have strictly banned alcohol. Not only are the brothers very hungry, but I am also very greedy, hahaha!" Hearing what Balian said, Eomer and Barret also laughed heartily, and then
The three of them ate and drank.
The battle is won, yes
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To rest and indulge, Balian knew how to relax and keep everyone tense, but no matter how hard he tried, the soldiers would sooner or later cause problems.
Just when the three of them were drinking and talking, a guard came in from outside and reported to Balian that the leader of the city militia came outside and insisted on seeing Balian, saying that he wanted to thank Balian in person for his presence today.
He spoke for them at the spoils distribution meeting, otherwise they wouldn't be able to get so much money.
When someone came to thank him, Balian had no reason to turn him away and asked the guards to lead him in.
Doc, the leader of the city militia, is a tall man in his thirties. He has red hair and has been a mercenary for many years. At first glance, he looks like a fierce and resolute warrior. People who are familiar with him often use "red hair".
"Lion" he called him.
After he came in, he was surprised to see Balian personally greeting him at the door. He said awkwardly: "Sir Balian, you are waiting for me at the door. This makes me a little overwhelmed."
"Hahaha, Brother Doc, you are so polite. We are brothers who have fought side by side on the battlefield. There are so many rules. You can relax a little and sit down and have a glass of wine with us." Balian hugged him.
Putting his shoulder on his shoulder, he guided him to sit down at the dining table as he spoke.
"I don't need to introduce you to this one. You also know Eomer." Balian pointed at Eomer and said to Doc.
Balian patted the man next to him who was dressed like a caravan guard, and introduced him to Doc: "This man is our instructor in charge of training the militia at Fort Noland, Barrett, and he is also an excellent hunter."
"Nice to meet you!" Barrett and Doc greeted each other.
While they were performing these false courtesies, the guard wisely moved the table
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The leftovers on the table were brought down, first a new set of tableware was brought up for Doc to use, and then two plates of bacon slices were brought up, followed by roast chicken, rabbit soup, etc. Although these foods were not very good, they were
Taking it out in Maple Leaf Manor, which had just gone through the war and was completely destitute, was enough to prove Balian's sincerity.
After Balian personally filled Doc with a glass of wine, Doc was very moved. He said sincerely: "Sir Balian, as a noble, you can treat me like this, a commoner and a mercenary."
A lowly person, I, I, I really don’t know what to say.”
Balian saw this resolute man stuttering with excitement, and quickly said: "Brother Doc, don't say this, I have just become a lord, and I am just a low-level knight with a piece of woodland.
, is no more noble than everyone else.
Besides, we are just having a drink with brothers who have been on the battlefield. Don't be so reserved. If you let go, we can have fun and chat, and we can all do better in the future.
My friend, you don’t need to call me Sir anymore, just call me Balian.”
"Hahaha, yes, Lord Balian." Although Balian's words could not make Doc completely let go of his restraint, but judging from his appearance, he should not be so nervous anymore. It seems that he is playing the emotional card very well.
good.
Then Balian raised his glass and everyone drank together. At Balian's signal, Barrett and Eomer took turns to persuade him to drink. After a while, under the influence of alcohol, Doc began to reveal his true feelings,
Otherwise, wine is a social tool.
After three or two glasses of wine, the chatterbox will naturally open up. When the drink is full of energy, it will become even more cordial. Most people must express their inner feelings to feel comfortable. For this reason, it is easy to make friends at the wine table. In previous lives,
At work, Bellion adheres to the principle of drinking more and playing less cards. After all, "the more you drink, the more friends you have, the more you play cards, the less friends you have."