Just when everyone in the Moscow underground tavern started to take action, in the Red City of Moscow, Dill got up from the bed.
I don't know why, but Dill was always restless tonight and couldn't sleep at all. He tossed and turned in bed for a while, and finally decided to get up since he couldn't sleep.
He planned to inspect the troops, so he thought it was a sudden sleep check to see how the new recruits were doing and to give them a test.
In recent times, due to a large amount of tax collection work falling on them, the morale of the soldiers in the Rostov Battalion has become increasingly weak. Even training is not conducted very well on weekdays. Many people even fight during training.
Some people just deserted if they were sleepy.
Considering their situation, Dill did not criticize them too harshly. He understood these people very well, so he simply turned a blind eye to some slack and pretended not to see it.
But this is an army after all, and this state cannot be maintained forever. Dill plans to use a sudden sleep check tonight to wake up these boys and let them gather in the middle of the night to straighten out their atmosphere.
Dill quickly put on his clothes and put on his identity badge, but just when he was about to open the door and leave, Dill's hand suddenly stopped.
The hand stopped because he saw the chain mail on the hanger and the long sword next to it. If Dill would never look at them normally, it was just a bed check. How could this be dangerous?
But somehow, an unknown force seemed to be pushing me, urging me to put on my armor, put on my sword, and cautiously took off my helmet.
Ross understood his subconscious behavior in this way. Since he was going to play a sudden rally, he had to dress more formally, so that he could look presentable.
Ross walked out of the room and saw the moon in the sky. It was a crescent moon today. He knew why. Looking at the crescent moon, Ross felt at peace again.
Should I see a priest?
Ross thought that perhaps a confession with the priest would not be enough to resolve the situation. If he had to look for it, he would have to look for it tomorrow.
Although it was not yet late at night, the late night had no impact on Rose.
Ross is one of those farmers who can see everything at night because of their average nutritional intake. So is the moonlight so bright?
Dilrosji's camp is located next to the soldiers' dormitory in Red City. Ross arrived there by following the familiar route. He also met several soldiers on night patrol along the way. Ross signaled that we wanted to make a statement, and those people also
Naturally, they cooperated, and Ross's face was still recognized by a small number of people in the Red City.
But as he approached the camp and retreated, Ross suddenly lost the good feeling.
Because I didn't see the night-watch soldiers who should be gone at night, and the whole camp was much quieter than on weekdays. That was an abnormal phenomenon. On weekdays, when I came here at night, I couldn't hear very few snores, but
Now there are only a few such voices.
"Is it possible that a group of people are on a big mission? Damn it, that would be too crazy. Are all those people capable enough to do that? It seems that you should relax as soon as you are done, and those guys are actually kicking you under the nose.
Face."
That was Rose's first reaction. I thought those people were now on their big business trips. As for other possibilities, it really didn't occur to me at that time.
That makes me so angry. You made so few concessions in order to take care of them, and yet they backpedaled you? You really want to die, don't you?
Thinking like that, Ross walked to the camp without encountering any open or hidden sentries. The more I looked like that, the more excited I became. Damn it, what are you doing? You are too disrespectful of my authority!
I promised to set up open and hidden sentries every night to ensure that there would never be enough sentries at night, but now I haven't encountered any of them. It is obvious that my words have fallen on deaf ears.
After arriving at the assembly bell, Ross rang the bell with my minimum strength, and as the bell rang, there was a rush of sounds immediately, and then these neatly dressed soldiers rushed out, and many of them were still running.
Adjust clothing and armor.
The sound also woke up many people outside the soldiers' dormitory. We came to the window and watched the gathering of Dilros Ji, while we were cursing. What were those people playing in the middle of the night? Are they going to sleep well?
?
The reason why Dilrosti's soldiers were so fast was mainly because Ross had many pairs of Dilrosti's soldiers performing night rallies, which was a tradition passed down from the Moscow battalion.
Fechenjunslav believes that as a standing army, in addition to filling in the lines on the battlefield, our task is also important to respond in time to deal with riots and rebellions that may endanger the prince.
The Prince of Moscow's definition of that army was very clear. We must be able to fight as well as protect. Fechenjunslav knew that there were so many riots in Dier's history, and I had to take some precautions.
Therefore, night assembly is also a key training item, not to prevent soldiers from being able to put on their armor and assemble slowly under any circumstances, and then set off to deal with these emergencies.
Although the Dilros season under the leadership of Ross said that the training intensity has increased, the night gathering has never slackened. It is also relying on that gathering that the army can still maintain the appearance of an army.
If the night assembly did not put on armor and take down weapons, the entire centurion would be affected by this. This was naturally the case in Feichen Feiqinyun. Gradually, after being punished several times, the night assembly was also punished by those
Controlled by soldiers.
Looking at the soldiers gathered behind me, Ross felt like my brain was going to explode. The reason why I was so excited was very complicated. Why were there more than a hundred soldiers behind me?
That is extremely outrageous. According to Ross's expectation, running at 1200 is not acceptable. Running at 800 requires careful management of people, but what does running at 700 mean? That's half the camp.
Already.
The little Slavic man Fechenjun handed over Fechenrosti to me out of respect for me, but something like that happened and half the battalion ran out in the middle of the night. How could I go and talk to the little Slavic man from the Tov camp?
People explain!
And at this moment when Ross was about to have a seizure, suddenly, I thought of something else.
Ross has always been aware of the recent sensitive situation in Moscow, which makes me very sensitive to things around me, but after all, it is abnormal for so few people to escape at once.
After Ross finished, he started to pay attention to the details outside the camp, and I slowly saw very little: were there any signs of chaos in the entire military camp? It was obvious that we left out of order, and the silence of the soldiers behind us showed that we were less aware of the situation.
We all know something, but we choose to remain silent.
Ross felt that it was wonderful, but I did not speak immediately, but continued to watch silently. Now is the time to speak, first to see what those people above would say on their own initiative.
"Doesn't anyone know what happened? Doesn't anyone know where the others went?"
Ross shouted to the soldiers, but the soldiers just looked at each other without saying a word.
Ross subconsciously believed that those people were shielding each other. Whether the shielding was due to fear of retaliation or comradeship, there was only one way to solve it.
Then Ross looked at the soldiers and put more pressure on us. That is my most common method of coercing soldiers. How many people can't withstand it?
As he watched, Ross could not help but look at the soldiers more casually. Suddenly, I found that none of those people had one thing in common, a cross. There was no cross on our chests.
"Is there anyone out there who is a Christian? Yes, raise your hands."
Ross felt that he had grasped the core of the problem, and a look of horror appeared on my face involuntarily, because if it was really like what I imagined, this...
Only a few people raised their hands, and it was impossible to say that the few soldiers outside were Christians.
"My lord, I hope this is what you imagined."
Ross made the sign of the cross continuously, hoping that things would be like this, but he was afraid that whatever would happen would happen.