The Red Blood Squadron took over the convoy. They even drove Qingchen away from Lanshan and rushed him to the vehicle at the back, where he sat with the slaves.
Black, on the other hand, was sitting in the passenger seat of the main car, communicating with Lanshan about the next plan.
The Roosevelt Kingdom is more like a feudal state. The kingdom itself has its own troops, called the Eastern Expeditionary Army and the Western Expeditionary Army. They are responsible for defending homeland security and defending the central royal family.
Dukes, marquises, and barons have their own jurisdictions and maintain their own private armies.
The Army Group in Storm City is the private army of the Duke of Storm. The Duke of Storm will find a way to support it himself, and the country will not pay for it.
When it comes to foreign campaigns, the princes will hand over their private armies to unified generals, who will command the operations. At that time, nominally they will no longer obey the orders of their respective masters, but must obey the orders of the generals.
For example, if Lan Shan wants to bring 500 private troops to report to the army group, he will become the battalion commander of the Storm City army group and obey the orders.
Nowadays, there is no telling which day I will make a sudden departure.
Therefore, Black asked Blue Mountain to prepare in advance and prepare materials and personnel as soon as possible.
Lan Shan was a little embarrassed: "I have no experience in this area before."
Black immediately answered: "Then let me do it for you. Master, please give me your personal seal and I will prepare it."
Lan Shan's eyes lit up: "Then it will be hard work."
The Red Blood Team actually knew very well that this rich second-generation man had never been on the battlefield. If he was left with the task of dispatching troops and preparing supplies, something would definitely happen in the future.
Therefore, gaining control of the private army is a top priority, and Lanshan must obey.
In the car behind, the slaves who were accompanying the car felt a little strange when they saw Qingchen, the butler, suddenly sitting in the back.
This butler saved the life of Marquis Kennedy. After being freed from slavery, he no longer bothered to associate with slaves. Why did he sit in the slave's car today? This place is dirty and messy.
Lost ground?
The slaves who had been whipped by the housekeeper became more alert.
Qingchen glanced at them and said coldly: "What are you looking at? Follow the young master's car and don't whisper in the car. Also, if you let me see your car so dirty again, be careful of my whip.
Slap you."
Arriving in front of Lanshan's villa, Qingchen walked in with Lanshan and the Red Blood Team, and the slaves were talking quietly.
Someone went to test the driver of Blue Mountain: "Did something happen just now? Why did the butler sit behind him?"
The driver explained: "Don't you know? The new Red Blood Team took away the housekeeper's power and even pushed him to the back. The young master didn't say anything..."
"So that's it!" The slaves suddenly realized that the housekeeper had really lost his power!
In this kind of mansion compound, gossip spreads the fastest. After a while, all the slaves in the Blue Mountain Villa knew that there was a new steward here, and they no longer had to listen to the words of the previous steward.
As soon as Qingchen entered the villa, he directed the female slaves: "The eldest young master hasn't had breakfast yet, so hurry up and prepare a meal for him."
However, at this time, Black came over and said with a smile: "Butler, you can take a good rest during this time. We can arrange this kind of thing."
He was wearing black sunglasses, chewing gum, and holding an automatic rifle in one hand on his chest. He looked particularly tough.
Qingchen looked at Lanshan with an ugly expression: "I'm just worried that the young master is hungry. You arrange the big things, and I will arrange the small things."
Hei Hei smiled and said: "Don't worry, we won't let the young master go hungry. Let's arrange all the big and small things together to facilitate coordination."
Qingchen said coldly: "I have to do something, otherwise I won't feel at ease."
"Oh?" Black looked at Qingchen: "I've heard that the housekeeper is a C-level master. He once saved Mr. Kennedy. He bravely won the three armies when he was serving. I have always admired him. How about we compare notes?"
Qingchen sneered and said, "No problem."
But as soon as he finished speaking, black appeared in front of him like a ghost.
Before he could react, the black man threw him over his shoulder and out of the villa with absolute strength.
As all the slaves watched, Qingchen flew out of the villa and rolled several times on the ground, covered in mud.
Hei Hei stood at the door of the villa and said with a smile: "The housekeeper may have been working too hard recently, and his reaction can't keep up. It's better to have a good rest."
Qingchen slowly stood up from the ground, dusting himself off with a ferocious look on his face.
Lan Shan thought for a moment and said to Qingchen: "Butler, please go back to your room to rest first, and leave it to them. You have been working very hard during this period, so I just treat it as a holiday. I will count on you to save my life when I go to the battlefield.
"
Qingchen was silent for a long time and said: "Okay."
As he said that, he walked into the villa and was about to go back to his room, but he heard Hei Hei say: "Butler, the situation has been quite serious recently, why don't you go live with the slaves, so that you can help keep an eye on the slaves to see if they are
Something unusual."
Qingchen was stunned for a moment: "You want me to live with slaves?"
Black nodded: "Yes, please, we have to protect the young master personally, so we cannot leave the villa. There is not enough room in this villa. Also, please transfer the slave control program to my mobile phone."
Lan Shan knew that he had to rely on the Red Blood Team to take the credit, so he let the other team do whatever they wanted at the moment.
Qingchen saw that Lan Shan was silent, so he agreed with a dark face: "Okay."
After saying that, he used his mobile phone to transfer control of the slave, then walked out and went straight to the slave dormitory next to it.
The dormitory was so close to the stables that Qingchen could even smell the horse manure.
Many slaves silently looked at Qingchen's desolate back, as if they were witnessing a palace fight.
A housekeeper with such great power can really be demoted at will.
A little too fast!
Qingchen entered the dormitory, found the slave foreman's single room, threw all the foreman's things out, and said with a dark face: "No one is allowed to disturb me!"
The slaves looked at each other.
However, no one dared to be presumptuous. After all, this butler was a C-level. The Red Blood Team could not take Qingchen seriously, but they couldn't.
At least on the surface, it's something you can't mess with.
In the villa, Lan Shan went back to his room to play Superconducting World. Green looked at Black and asked, "Captain, we don't need to be in such a hurry to exclude the butler. He has been with the young master for a while, will you?"
Is it too hasty? The young master will also be unhappy."
Black shook his head: "There are only ten days left, so don't rush. There is no need to worry about the young master. The nobles only need people who are useful to them. As long as we can prove that our value is higher than that of the housekeeper, we will be fine."
"
Black continued: "I did this because of several considerations: First of all, if you want to get enough merit to make the eldest master a marquis, you have to go to the most desperate place and do the most desperate work. By then, a C-level
It is very likely that he will become a burden, and we must be prepared to abandon him at any time."
"Secondly, to win the Marquis's meritorious service, you must make great contributions. There will definitely be two or three people around him who will be promoted to Baron. Are you willing to give this opportunity to that steward? Instead of letting him pick the peaches, it is better for us brothers to get those meritorious services ourselves.
, become a noble!"
The members of the Red Blood Team breathed a little heavier.
The most important reason why they are willing to sacrifice their lives is that they also need the Marquis's private army to build their own merits.
The military merit system is a complete promotion system. In the army, a freeman can become a citizen by raising ten levels, a citizen can become a baron by raising ten levels, and a baron can become a marquis by raising ten levels.
Hei Hei whispered: "The butler was a life-saving favor to me. Do you think I will take care of him when he comes back to share the merits? This is why I asked him to go with the eldest young master. I want to help him become a noble.
So, if you have a chance on the way, kill him first without mercy. Even if you don't kill him, you can still die without saving him."
"Understood," the Red Blood Team agreed on this matter.
Now that Black himself has reached citizen level 4, he is very likely to be promoted to baron in this battle. By then, he will no longer have to work for others. Even if he is still under the command of Marquis Kennedy, he will be completely different from other wage earners.
Therefore, Black excluded Qingchen for the sake of profit. He did not want him to work hard and risk his life. In the end, Marquis Kennedy ordered him to give up his merits to the "butler" of Lao Shizi.
In the Roosevelt Kingdom, there is a huge difference between the status of nobles and citizens. Once black people can become nobles, they will be successful.
Once interests are involved, it's no surprise how cruel people can be. This is human nature.
"Will that housekeeper be resentful and obstruct us?" Huang asked.
Hei Hei said calmly: "It's just a C-level person, so what if you have resentment?"
At this moment, the new driver in Lanshan silently watched the infighting and quietly sent the news out when no one was around. He wanted to report everything he saw and heard to Black Spider.
The message came back quickly: "The housekeeper has lowered the surveillance level, and Lanshan has raised the surveillance level to monitor every move of the Red Blood Team."
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Slave dormitory, in the foreman's private room.
The 'resentful' Qingchen let out a long sigh of relief.
Although he didn't expend any physical energy just now, acting was still very tiring.
It's not that he likes to act, but the spy driver sent by the Arbitrator organization is beside him, and he has to act like a real butler in order to dispel the other party's suspicion.
For this reason, Qingchen also carefully studied the psychology of the 'butler'. From surprise to anger, from anger to powerlessness and frustration, a performance can be divided into several levels.
Even the details of throwing away the foreman's luggage must be acted realistically.
It's so difficult for him.
However, unlike the resentment that Hei and others imagined, Qingchen was simply too grateful to them. After all, he really didn't want to stay in the villa.
It doesn't matter if he waits on others, it's mainly a waste of time. Now that he's done, no one will bother him at all.
Qingchen smelled the smell of horse manure coming from outside the dormitory. Many people might think he couldn't stand it, but he had been in even worse pig pens. Compared with the A02 base, the dormitory next to the stable was simply paradise.
He was quite grateful to the Red Blood Team for being such good people.
At this time, Lanshan actually sent him a message to comfort him: The Red Blood Team is the elite of my father. Not only is it strong, but it also has commanding ability. We will still need to rely on them in the next war. You have a good rest, I will not forget you.
Due credit.
Lan Shan didn't say anything on the surface, but secretly tried to win over and appease his butler.
Therefore, the other party is really not a stupid son of a landlord.
But Qingchen didn't buy it at all. It didn't matter whether Lanshan and the Red Blood Team could survive the war. He was determined to be a nobleman, and he was still waiting for a new body!
As for marching and fighting...
The old man on Ginkgo Mountain sacrificed nine of the most outstanding generals of the Qing clan, and the senior officials gave them to him. In fact, there are not many people in this era who know more about war than him.
"Thank you, young master!"
After Qingchen said something perfunctory, he immediately put on the virtual glasses and entered the superconducting world again.
The new world gradually became clearer. Qingchen was still squatting in the bush, and in front of him... there were four people squatting, whispering, and he didn't even notice that someone came online behind him.
Qingchen was stunned for a moment, is there such a good thing?!