There was silence all around, and everyone was shocked speechless by the scene in front of them.
This guy Ugo is annoying, but he is not bad at strength.
Already a two-star armed knight, he possesses a powerful and powerful Bear Bear Technique. Coupled with many years of combat experience, even a two-star armed knight of the same level would suffer a loss if he were to compete with him in fists and kicks.
But such a strong man could not withstand the black-haired boy's ferocious attack, which was as fierce as a monster.
Two slaps in the face, one insidious one. This seemingly harmless black-haired boy has completely torn off Ugo's powerful appearance, and the last knee strike from the air was even more clean and neat, directly knocking Ugo's powerful appearance to pieces.
Ugo lost his ability to resist.
"What are you doing?" Seeing that the guys with Ugo became commotion after being shocked, the guard captain shouted. A group of soldiers next to him also stepped forward and blocked Roy.
In the army, private fights are not a big deal. However, it would be troublesome if the people next to you get involved and lead to group fights.
Moreover, it was Ugo who started the fight in the first place. In terms of moral theory and rules, he could only admit defeat. People who were not his turn rushed forward to take revenge on Roy!
If people around you want to interfere, that's a bad rule!
Seeing the situation in front of them, the people following Ugo knew that it was impossible to regain the situation today. They each gave Roy a vicious look, rushed forward to help Ugo, who had already passed out, and held him up to them.
The camp rushed away.
"Let's go!" Seeing the group leaving, the guard captain turned to look at Roy, with a smile of surprise and satisfaction on his face, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.
The crowd formed a channel in front of Roy.
When Roy followed the guard captain through the crowd again, this time, no one rushed up to hit him intentionally. On the contrary, there were slaps on his shoulders along the way.
"Boy, you have the guts!"
"You can defeat Hugo, hey, that's good. Give Sean a face!"
"He's a man!"
The men with beards and muscular bodies were all laughing and cheering. Their attitude towards Roy immediately became friendly.
No one thinks there is anything wrong with this. No one feels sympathy for Ugo. This is the military camp. The strong is respected and the winner is king. These are always the iron laws in this man's world!
No matter what Roy had done before or what mistakes he made, he used his strength to win respect for himself.
This kid is so cruel!
No wonder you dare to sign up to join the Wuhe Army!
Roy followed the guard captain and walked a long distance out of the front camp before arriving at the left rear camp where the riot army was located.
In the military camp, the front camp and the back camp belong to two completely different parts.
The front camp is where the knights and the main elite troops are located. The troops that can be stationed there are the elite aces of the military commander.
The rear camp is where the logistics and miscellaneous troops are located.
The people here are the most complicated. There are civilians who transport grain and grass, prisoners who have been recruited, criminals who have been exiled to the army, slave troops under nobles, and a ragtag army that is a mixture of dragons and snakes from three religions and nine streams.
Compared to the front camp, the back camp is ten times more affected by the traditional underground rules of respecting the strong.
Regardless of military discipline, combat effectiveness, food and accommodation, camp size or status, the officers and soldiers of the front camp are much higher than those of the rear camp.
Therefore, for hundreds of years, the front camp and the rear camp of every army have been completely different worlds, with natural barriers.
As Roy walked, he looked around.
The blank area from the front camp to the back camp is like an invisible barrier, isolating the two camps and clearly distinguishing them.
At the front camp, heavily armed guards looked serious and patrolled around.
The rear camp looked chaotic. Soldiers in different costumes were walking back and forth, each doing their own thing. There were no guards or patrols at the camp gate. They all seemed to be doing their own thing.
Just from the glances that soldiers from the rear camp accidentally cast toward the front camp, Roy could see various complex emotions. There were indifference, envy, and curiosity, and they were all different.
Entering the noisy training ground of the left rear camp, Roy stopped at the signal of the guard captain.
"Have you figured out how to explain it?" A smile appeared on the corner of the guard captain's mouth. He liked the boy in front of him who was beyond his expectation very much.
Roy scratched his head.
Under the sun, dozens of soldiers wearing training leather armor were conducting fighting training on the dusty training ground. Several officers stood beside them and shouted loudly. One of them was the middleman who led them into the city.
Young man Sean.
"Captain Sean, it's because of me." Roy looked at the guard captain with some embarrassment and murmured.
"You got lost on the way, and he came back and was whipped ten times." The guard captain's expression and tone were very calm, but his eyes were full of admiration and sympathy. He knew very well that he was whipped by the military judge's poisonous dragon whip soaked in water.
What a feeling.
Roy found that although there was nothing unusual about Sean in the crowd, his steps were obviously a little stiff. Sometimes when he was giving instructions to new recruits and touching a painful spot, his body would tremble uncontrollably, and his forehead would be dripping with cold sweat.
Thinking of the unnecessary disaster he had brought to the other party, he was filled with guilt for a moment.
"Sean was also a mercenary in Meiding City before, and he was a well-known man." The guard captain said with admiration: "If it had been anyone else, he would have been whipped ten times, and he would have been lying down to recuperate. He is still here to guide the training.
, I just want my brothers to have a better chance of saving their lives on the battlefield."
The captain of the guard said, turned around and said seriously: "Although the Wuhe Army is not a regular army, since you signed up to join, you should obey military discipline. Before entering the military camp, you can be forgiven for making mistakes. But after entering the military camp, the same
Mistakes must never be made again.”
"Understood!" Roy couldn't help but stood up and said.
"Let's go, I'll lead you over." The guard captain took a deep look at Roy, smiled slightly, and walked to the training ground first.
Seeing the guard captain and Roy coming behind him, the noisy training ground suddenly became quiet.
"It's that kid!" Several mercenaries from the rabble army who signed up to join at the time were talking about it.
"It was him who caused Captain Sean to receive ten lashes."
"He...he actually dares to come!"
"Looking at this pretty boy's face, I just want to beat him to death."
As the mercenaries started talking, Roy's identity suddenly spread throughout the training ground. Not only did the mercenaries look at him unkindly, but even several officers looked coldly and glanced at Roy.
"Sean," the guard captain asked with concern, "how are you doing, are you okay?"
Sean, who was explaining combat slashing techniques to a mercenary, stopped his demonstration, straightened up, glanced at Roy calmly, and smiled at the guard captain: "It's just a few whips, what's going to happen?"
"Don't be brave." The guard captain laughed and pointed at Roy, "This kid said he accidentally lost him and found his way here on his own."
Sean nodded and said to Roy: "Roy, right? Now that you're here, you'll join the training team. Over there, you'll train leather armor and swords."
With that said, the man shouted to the mercenaries beside him: "Don't be stunned. If you want to save your life on the battlefield, train quickly."
Hearing Sean's roar, the soldiers started training again.
After Sean nodded to the guard captain, he turned around and explained to the mercenary. Not only did he not blame or punish Roy, he didn't even mention the matter.
The guard captain smiled bitterly and turned to look at Roy: "How is it?"
Roy was silent, bowed deeply to Sean, nodded to the guard captain, turned around and walked to the training side to change into training leather armor.
Looking at his silent figure, the guard captain nodded secretly. He turned around and was about to greet Sean and tell him what happened in the front camp just now, when he heard a loud and rapid horn sound suddenly sounded.
Hearing this sound, the entire training ground suddenly became quiet. Everyone raised their heads and froze in place, looking at each other with expressions changing.
"It's the emergency assembly number!"
"quick!"
The crowd suddenly became commotion, and the guard captain had no time to say goodbye to Sean and rushed towards the front camp. Sean and several officers greeted the soldiers under his command.
"Go back to camp and change your clothes!"
Sean led more than a dozen mercenaries to the barracks. When he passed by Roy, the man patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be stunned, go and put on your armor. You just came here and haven't received any fighting skills."
Training, you will be with me soon!"
"Captain Sean, what happened?"
Roy quickly followed Sean. As he ran, he turned around and saw that the entire military camp was in chaos like an exploded honeycomb. Groups of soldiers were running back and forth, shouting,
Roars and footsteps are heard all the time.
"If I'm not mistaken, the Phillies are calling."
Sean looked to the south, then turned back to Roy and said, "Don't be afraid. It's nothing. Besides, since we are brothers in the same team, just call me Lao Xiong."
The entire city of Meiding was shrouded in panic.
Although they had known that the situation of the war was not optimistic, the people who were unable to leave their homeland still hoped that Archduke Adolf's army could block the Phillies from the south. It would be best to drive those damn Phillies into the sea to feed the fish and shrimps and let them
We can no longer harm this land.
However, reality is obviously much crueler than ideal.
On March 3, 320 in the Redemption Calendar, the forward troops of Philip's army, with 5,000 infantry and cavalry and a knight group, broke through the 20-kilometer defense line south of Meding City and attacked Meding City. At one point, they pushed the frontline to the gates of Meding City.
A thousand-man battalion of the Fifth Legion and nearly a hundred Solan knights stationed at the defense line fought and retreated. Finally, with the support of Archduke Adolf of Lullian, who arrived in time, the line was stabilized five kilometers away from Medin City.
Both sides immediately invested their troops and gradually formed a decisive battle posture.
When Roy, wearing a set of secondary armor and carrying a half-moon ax, followed the ragtag army out of Meding City, the vast hilly plain south of Meding City had become a huge battlefield.
In the vast land, war smoke is everywhere.
Groups of cavalry galloped on horseback, and wounded soldiers were constantly being sent down from the front line.
The newly built camp outside Meiding City was already billowing with smoke. After being attacked by the Feili people for the first time, one foot of the camp had collapsed. After being set on fire, a large number of defense facilities and barracks were burned down. Civilians were seizing the time to cut down trees.
Emergency repair.
The team headed south.
Roy and the mercenaries beside him saw overturned wooden carts, dead horses, burned flags, discarded weapons and corpses scattered everywhere on both sides of the road.
Many scarred warriors sat around the earthen stoves on the roadside, devouring food. Sometimes before they even had time to finish eating, they heard the knights coming on horseback shouting loudly, so they stood up again and looked at the officers.
Under the command, concentrate towards the designated place.
Further away is the front line where the two sides are fighting.
Teams were brought one by one behind the main formations of both sides, waiting for the messengers sent by the central commander to fly over and wave flags.
Then, the soldiers roared wildly and rushed towards the enemy.
Looking from a high place, there are fighting groups everywhere, and there are knights flying back and forth everywhere. Both sides turned the entire southern part of Meiding City into a hell of blood and fire.
When the first day's battle ended, Roy's team had not yet been sent to the battlefield. They stopped about one kilometer away from the camp and set up camp with other troops who left the city at the same time, waiting for Adolf
The Grand Duke's order.
As night fell, the lights in the camp were brightly lit.
The central brazier and a dozen huge pine oil torches around it were burning loudly, and the dancing flames filled the huge tent with an irritating heat wave.
Archduke Adolf stood in front of the sheepskin map, with his hands behind his back, silent for a long time.
He is fifty-five years old, with silver-white hair and a thin build. His slender eyes are like an eagle on a high branch of a cliff overlooking the earth, steady and sharp.
Ever since the Fei Lie Empire attacked Lulian Province, Adolf has been leading the army to fight on the front line. For more than a year, he has not even returned to the city of Munich.
However, the long-term war life did not seem to have any impact on this already quite old knight of glory.
His nerves are still as strong as iron and his energy is still full of energy.
"Sir." In the silence, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves at the door, and then, a scout captain rushed in quickly following the guards.
"How?" Archduke Adolf suddenly turned around.
In the entire handsome tent, all the knights gathered together turned their attention to the scout captain who rushed in.
"The fifth legion has crossed the Xile River!" the scout captain said with his head bowed.
"What?"
"How could they cross the Shire River!"
"Damn it!"
There was an uproar in the entire conference room. Several generals suddenly turned red with anxiety.
Adolf slowly sat down on the chair.
In an instant, this glorious knight seemed to have aged ten years.