I didn't expect that just because of the presence of the legion, a small town with only a few hundred households would become very lively, even at night.
I was on a hillside looking at the lights of the town, with three hundred officers behind me in complete silence.
"Sir, it's already midnight." Helter whispered: "Can we do it?"
"That's it!" I said, "Have you remembered everything I taught you?"
The officers rode into the town under the leadership of Geert. I also let the horses advance slowly, with only a few staff officers and guards officers around me.
According to my recent observations, it is too wasteful for Geert to be an officer. He should become a bandit. How well-behaved Geert was when he was a child! How can he be as gangster as he is now?
The three hundred officers I asked Haiert to select had a direct superior-subordinate relationship with him. They were like a living group of little bandits. Under Hailt's loud urging, they didn't care about their officer uniforms at all, and fiercely drove away residents from house to house.
He opened the door of the house and mercilessly threw the officers who stayed in the residence into the street...
Most of these officers sent under the temple are aristocratic children who have not had time to grow beards. It is also in the dark middle of the night. How can they compete with these officers who are no different from beasts? What's more, these guys are taking them from the warm
They were taken out of the bed while still shouting threats - "Get up! You bastard!" After many unlucky guys were slapped awake, they heard someone shouting in their ears: "We are the God's Blessed Knights Law Enforcement Team!"
The unlucky ones were ordered to line up on the street, half-naked and shivering in the cold wind in the middle of the night.
Those who were caught at the gambling table were holding playing cards in their hands; those who were hanging around the tavern were still holding wine bottles; those who were addicted to women had a green-faced woman next to them... Some unlucky people still wanted to
He raised his title of nobility, but often he was slapped with a slap in the face as soon as he said it.
I walked along the street to the door of the hotel in the town, and watched a middle-aged man wearing only underwear being taken out by several orc officers. Because this guy kept struggling, he received a lot of punches.
"Let me go! You pigs!" he shouted all the way: "I am a noble brigadier general! Guard! Guard!"
An orc officer finally couldn't bear his insults and kicked him in the butt, causing him to come to the street early, but face down.
"You... you will all be hanged!" He propped up his body and said, "I swear - I will hang you with my own hands!"
"I don't think you have this chance." I didn't even want to get off my horse, so I looked at him condescendingly: "What military rank did you just say you have?"
"Brigadier General! I am Brigadier General!"
"Really?" I tapped the military rank on my shoulder with my riding crop: "Then you'd better see clearly what my military rank is!"
"Major General?" He looked at my shoulder carefully: "Even if you are a major general, you have no right to treat me like this! I am the deputy commander of the Ninth Army!"
"I also forgot to tell you that I am the supreme commander of the newly appointed Ninth Army."
I said: "At the same time, he is also a divine knight."
The brigadier general was completely stunned and didn't know what to do for a moment.
"Sir, please forgive me, I, I, I'm rude..." He stammered: "The order says you will not arrive for a few days..."
"Unfortunately, I arrived today." I said without any expression on my face: "You said you are the deputy commander of the brigadier general, but where is your military uniform?"
"Military uniform? Please forgive me, Your Excellency... I, I left my military uniform in the room. I think it is still on the bed. I, I, I will go get it right now..."
"No, it's better if you just go back to the camp like this." I said to a staff officer: "Tell Geert to bring all the captured people back to the camp!"
"Yes, sir!" the staff officer repeated my order: "Bring all those captured to the camp!"
I took this group of officers from the temple back to the camp, but when I passed the main gate of the camp, I found that no one was hanging on it.
Thousands of magic torches illuminate the camp brightly. Tens of thousands of slave soldiers have been gathered. My officers are patrolling back and forth in the queue. There are no signs of mutiny among the soldiers!
So, what's stopping Jack from following my orders?
"What's going on!" I asked a wingman officer: "Where is Jack? Why don't you execute my order!"
I was a little angry, because when dealing with such incidents in the military, the most important thing is to speak quickly, otherwise more trouble will follow.
"Report sir!" the wingman officer replied to me: "Sir Jack is arguing with a priest!"
"Priests? There are still priests in my military camp?" I was surprised: "Where are they?"
"Sir, they are on the playground!"
I rushed to the playground quickly, and from a distance I saw Jack and a priest in white arguing fiercely on the viewing platform in front of the playground.
The red-faced priest in white waved his staff and spat randomly on the viewing platform. Jack stood nearby with an angry look on his face, because he didn't know if he would get me into trouble for offending the priest, so he was holding back.
There were thousands of slave soldiers standing around the viewing platform, and they all looked at all this with indifference. This is not surprising, the people standing around the viewing platform were all veterans, they must have seen such things like this struggle for power.
Many times, I have learned that staying silent is the best way at the moment.
I walked up to the stage and knocked the priest down with one kick.
"Okay, you go do your own thing first." I said to Jack gently: "Leave this to me!"
"Yes, sir!" Jack answered me loudly, turned around and was about to leave the stage.
"You can't do this! They are all senior officers!" The priest in white climbed up: "I know that you are a divine knight! But you still don't have this right! They are all officers from the temple, and I am from the temple.
To the Clerk of the Ninth Legion! You should know the scope of my authority!"
Listening to him talk like this, I understood why the priests in white were studying in the seminary. I am sure there is a course in the seminary called "Threats and Provocations."
He told me clearly in his words that he knew all my identities, but he was not afraid of me, and he would give me little shoes to wear in the days to come.
I looked at him, and he looked back at me without fear. If he was not eradicated completely... the power of the Ninth Legion would be divided, and it would embark on the road of endless internal strife.
"I understand your rights, and my orders cannot be violated! But I can give you a chance to work hard." I laughed a few times: "It only took me one day and one night to get here from the military headquarters, and now
I give you three days! You can find someone to stop me during these three days. As long as you think it is someone who can stop me, you can find anyone! Then I will show you!"
The priest in white asked me very excitedly: "Your Excellency, promise not to kill them in these three days?"
"Believe it or not, it's up to you, but you'd better hurry up. It's possible that my patience can only last two and a half days." I turned around and walked down the stage. I wouldn't say anything like "I swear in the name of a knight..." or something like that.
Those who use oaths to trap themselves are fools. Who knows what will happen tomorrow?
The priest in white also understood the seriousness of the situation and rode to the military headquarters himself without even bringing a single guard with him.
I watched him leave the camp, turned around and told Jack: "Go to the town and post a notice saying that the Ninth Legion has changed its commander. The new commander is wise and powerful, and can distinguish right from wrong... If there are any residents who have been persecuted by the Ninth Legion, they can
Come to the Ninth Legion’s camp within two days, and as long as they can identify the people who persecuted them and provide evidence, I will give them a fair verdict!”
"But boss, what does persecution mean?"
"It can be as small as being owed money for meals, or as serious as murder and arson." I said, "These are all considered persecutions."
"Yes, boss!" Jack said with a smile: "Are you collecting incriminating evidence from those officers?"
"My Jack! Why aren't you enlightened yet?" I touched his head: "Of course we have to collect evidence against officers, and we also have to collect evidence against ordinary soldiers."
"Why, boss?" Moya asked me: "What evidence will the slave soldiers have of committing crimes?"
"Those officers sent under the temple are not fools. They will definitely recruit some people among the slave soldiers to consolidate their status." I said with a smile: "Now we not only have to get rid of these officers, but also the slaves who are close to them.
The soldiers also uprooted it. Only in this way can our rights be said to be absolute."
"Got it!" Moya answered me.
"Study hard! My brothers, management is a very profound knowledge." I said: "I will give you a chance. Jack, you will be responsible for this matter. Moya, you and Geert
Take the officers to comfort the ordinary soldiers. If you don't understand anything, just come and ask me, don't hold on."
I walked into a large tent that was rebuilt and asked someone to bring some documents from the legion.
I first asked people to lock up all the officers assigned to the temple by category, and then spent almost the entire second half of the night looking at various documents of the Ninth Legion. By noon the next day, I had a clear understanding of the organization of the Ninth Legion.
The Ninth Legion is so large that it can be ranked among the top five of all the legions of the Divine Alliance. Except for a few elite main battle legions of the empire, our legion is the most numerous, with a total of more than 74,000 soldiers!
Excluding management agencies and logistics personnel, there are more than 71,000 front-line soldiers, all infantry. Because the previous officers did not care about anything, the organization and management of the legion were very chaotic, and everything had to be started from scratch. But the most important thing now is
The first thing is to stabilize the situation. Only after that can a complete command and management mechanism be established.
I first divided these more than 70,000 people into three regiments on the roster, totaling thirty regiments. Each regiment had 2,500 people, and every ten regiments formed a regiment.
I directly command the First Regiment, which has ten regiments. Among them are five Guards Regiments, a Law Enforcement Regiment, a Logistics Regiment, an Equipment Regiment, a Reconnaissance Regiment and a Training Regiment. In addition, the Regiment
There are still some miscellaneous organizations under the headquarters. These organizations do not need to be separated and let others know. The numbers of the regiments under the First Regiment are from the First Regiment to the Tenth Regiment.
Geert is the commander of the second regiment, which has ten field regiments, with team numbers ranging from the 11th to the 20th regiment. Moya serves as the commander of the third regiment, which also has ten field regiments.
The regiments are the 21st to the 30th regiment respectively.
The full-time commanders of each regiment will be the most outstanding officers in the dark army, and they will be paired with senior officers given to me by Your Majesty as deputy positions. I hope that this combination can retain their respective characteristics, because His Majesty gave me
The senior officers are familiar with military doctrine, have rich experience, have good discipline, and know how to deal with the military, while the younger generation of officers are very energetic and courageous, and dare to think and do anything.
It turns out that I abolished all the officers at all levels in the legion, and appointed the officers I brought up to the level of captain, who was responsible for more than a hundred soldiers.
After rubbing my somewhat heavy head, I asked officers to come to the tent for dinner with officers above the rank of captain and deputy regimental commander, and I announced their appointments at the dinner table.
"I know you have never held such a high position before, but it is also my first time to be the commander of the army." I knocked the table with the knife and fork in my hand: "There are always many firsts in this life.
Don’t be afraid, let’s do it together!”
"Yes, sir!" dozens of officers answered me in unison: "Let's do it together!"
"One thing, let me tell you first." Their attitude made me very satisfied: "You should know me better. To me, a soldier is a soldier. I have no concept of a slave soldier in my mind. And a soldier is just a soldier."
As a profession, there is no difference in personality between them and military officers."
"Yes, sir!"
"You will take office after lunch!" I nodded and said with a smile: "All training and management will be carried out according to the plan I told you before. Each captain must recommend several outstanding players to the training team in a short period of time.
Soldiers! Also, commanders of the second and third regiments, if you have any problems, don’t come to me, go to your regimental captains!”
"Ha..." The officers laughed, making the two captains feel a little embarrassed.
After dinner, I left Jack and Carlos behind.
"About you Carlos, your public position is chief of staff, and you and Jack will participate in the management of the First Wing." I said to Carlos: "Tonight at the latest, I will see a staff officer in action.
department!"
"Yes, sir!" Carlos saluted me: "I'll make arrangements right away!"
After Carlos left, I spoke to Jack.
"Jack, do you know why I don't let you be the co-captain of the first team?"
"I don't know, boss." Jack shook his head: "Is it because I'm incompetent?"
"You can't say that about yourself, Jack. Among the brothers, you are the one who has stayed with me the longest, and you are also the smartest and studious one. How can you be incompetent?" I explained to Jack gently: "Every time
Individual abilities are different. Like your brother and Geert, their current abilities are more suitable for leading a regiment of soldiers. Because they are both calm and mature, if it were you, you could calmly face tens of thousands of soldiers.
person?"
Jack answered me a little discouraged: "Not yet..."
"So! I can't let you manage the eating, drinking and eating of tens of thousands of people in a regiment." I said with a smile: "But... you can manage everyone in the Ninth Legion in other aspects!"
"I don't understand." Jack looked at me and said, "Boss, what do you want to say?"
"Jack, have you noticed?" I said, "There is a law enforcement group in the First Wing. What do you think this group is for?"
"Enforce the law!"
"By the way, I want you to serve as the military judge of the Ninth Legion, and the law enforcement regiment will also be under your command. If necessary, you will have to work part-time as a herald." I said, "Stay with me every day, that's good.
?"
"Okay!" Jack jumped up and hugged me: "Of course!"
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!" I told Jack solemnly: "I have assigned a few officers to you. Go and make arrangements immediately. The Military Justice Department will be established immediately!"
"No problem, sir! I'll go now." Jack let go of me and ran out: "Give me two hours and I'll be back right away!"
Looking at Jack's back, I took a long breath and finally convinced him! No matter what, I couldn't let Jack take risks on the front line.
I walked out of the tent, mounted my horse and patrolled the camp.
Various commands resounded throughout the camp, and groups of soldiers were gathered to meet their new commanders. For the first time in their lives, the soldiers could sit around their commanders and listen to their speeches, so that most of them could not adapt to this situation for a while.
treatment.
The officer first introduced his name, rank and race to the soldiers, and then announced some temporary orders, most of which were "traditions brought from the dark army" such as "don't steal, don't rob, and don't peek at big girls."
". Then let the soldiers introduce themselves and act like they are familiar with each other.
However, Jack is really good at handling minor matters. The Military Justice Department and the Law Enforcement Corps under his management were the first in the entire legion to start working normally.
He asked the soldiers to set up several large tents and put a sign on the side of the tent, and the Military Law Office of the Ninth Army Corps was born. When I was about to tell him that there was a typo on the sign, he had already run away to the logistics group, which was still in chaos.
As the first patron of the Logistics Corps, Jack "borrowed" several bolts of red cloth from the head of the Logistics Corps... In less than an hour, all the officers and soldiers of the Military Justice Department and the Law Enforcement Corps had their arms tied
The red cloth strips made me want to laugh.
His personality is so much like mine!
A second lieutenant from the Military Justice Department and dozens of soldiers tied with red cloth strips passed by me carrying tables and stools.
"Second Lieutenant." I called him, "Where are you going?"
"Report to the commander!" the second lieutenant stood up straight: "The military judge ordered me to go to the camp gate to receive the residents who came from the town to complain!"
"Then what?"
"Then... I think we should take them to see the military judge, right?" The second lieutenant thought for a moment: "Chief Jack didn't say anything either!"
"Do you want to tire your military judge to death?" I said, "and take everyone to him?"
"Second Lieutenant, you have to remember that you are both an officer and a judge now. You should first record all the residents' complaints and evidence, and then let the soldiers take the residents to identify the person." I pointed out to him: "After arresting the person,
, you need to investigate first, then review it based on the evidence, and finally report the whole matter and your suggestions to your superiors until the military judge makes the final decision, do you understand?"
"Thank you, sir!" the second lieutenant said loudly, "I understand!"
"I understand, then get out!"
"yes!"
After lunch, residents came one after another from the town. They stood in groups of twos and threes outside the main entrance of the camp and whispered. Finally, someone walked in... The first business of the Military Justice Department came to the door.
A tavern owner anxiously came to the table of a military judge and said he wanted to recover the money owed to him by several officers.
"This happened more than ten days ago." The tavern owner said: "The officers left after drinking, and no one mentioned paying..."
The officer taking the notes looked up and asked, "Can you still recognize them?"
"Yes, Mr. Officer, I think I can identify them."
"Well, you and this soldier go and find those guys!"
The tavern owner walked around the tent where the temple officers were kept, and pointed out a few officers who owed him wine money. These unlucky guys were immediately dragged out by the soldiers of the law enforcement regiment, and they were handed over with their evidence.
Arrive at the Military Justice Department.
When the evidence was sufficient, several officers sent by the temple admitted it, but they were not very afraid, because no matter from any aspect, such a thing was not worth mentioning.
I was with their commander when the people from the Military Justice Department came to ask him.
"Are there many people coming to complain?" I looked at the documents in my hand without raising my head.
The man from the Military Justice Department said to me: "Yes, sir. More and more residents are coming."
"Herald!" I pulled out a piece of paper and drew on it with a pen: "Go to the logistics team and ask them to make 200 wooden shelves according to the pattern I drew, and have them done before dark."
Then, I said to the people from the Military Justice Department: "Go and search the luggage of those officers and compensate the boss with items of equal value! Your commander will handle it before dark!" (To be continued)