There is a valley three hundred miles outside the city of Saint Asona. It was once the manor of a count and is now the knight training camp of the Temple of Wisdom.
Whether a temple is powerful or not depends on the gods on one side, the believers on the other, and the force and financial resources on the other.
The Knights, as the sharp sword in the hands of the gods and the shepherd dogs beside the shepherds, shoulder the responsibility of suppressing heresy, expelling evil, and guarding the glory of the gods.
Today, the knight training camp is extremely lively. Thirty-nine thousand young people aged fifteen or sixteen have crowded the entire training camp. This is the strength of nearly three first-class divisions. At a glance, it is so dark that you can't see anything.
The end.
They all dress differently but have one thing in common, that is, they are not well-dressed and most of them have yellow faces and thin muscles.
Such a person is definitely not a qualified candidate for a knight.
As we all know, temple knights are often served by the second sons of nobles or the sons of other professionals.
This is not unreasonable. Although the second sons of nobles who are not eligible to inherit can't inherit the position of nobles, they can be exposed to professionals since they were young and start systematic training very early. They are strong enough.
The same is true for the sons of professionals. They have a higher starting point and have family support behind them. After embarking on the road of becoming professionals, they often get twice the result with half the effort.
These people in front of me are different. With their thin physiques, postures that clearly indicate that they have never been exposed to systematic exercise, and their disheveled looks, they look like a group of refugees, the kind who dare not go out due to Category 3 winds.
Children of nobles or sons of professionals of the same age who have been exposed to professional training, if one can beat a group of them, look at how miserable they are, let alone normal knight training, just to supplement their nutrition and treat nutritional deficiencies, I'm afraid
It will take a month or two.
"Are they all here?"
Wang Xu leaned on the golden scepter and glanced at Father Balk who was standing aside.
"It's all here." Father Balk replied in the affirmative.
"What a tragedy!"
Wang Xu looked around and didn't expect that the first batch of players who were pioneers would be in such miserable condition.
This made him have a question. It was normal for one or two to be like beggars. There were nearly 40,000 players, and everyone was like beggars. This was confusing.
"Bring me the roster."
Wang Xu asked for the roster, put it in his hand and flipped through a few pages.
Orphan...orphan...or orphan...
The young men who looked like players in front of them all had the same identity, and they were basically orphans.
The few who are not are also from extremely poor families, and it looks like they are in for a hell of a start.
"It's interesting. Is the starting point so low because you need to pay more to be reincarnated into a wealthy family?" Wang Xu looked thoughtful. There is no such thing as luck in the world of gods, but many worlds have this saying.
Luck is invisible and intangible but it is real. It is equivalent to the attention of Heaven. If there is more attention from Heaven, things will go smoothly and smoothly.
In the world of immortals and Buddhas, ghosts and monsters will generally avoid the rich and powerful, because these people have nobility in them, and ordinary people can do nothing about it.
The price of seizing the body of a rich and powerful person is ten times or a hundred times that of seizing the body of a grass root. Most of the players are orphans and their lives are as low as grass. Maybe such a reincarnation will not pay too much price.
"Sir, can this group of people really become temple knights and protect the glory of our Lord?" Looking at the army of players who were like beggars, Father Balk once again expressed concern.
Speaking of which, the appearance of this group of people was not very good, but Wang Xu felt that there was still a chance to save them.
"Some things cannot be rushed. Let's take a look, and then take another look." Compared to Father Balk's indignation, Wang Xu seemed very calm, and even gave him a meaningful look.
In the past ten years, Father Balk, as Wang Xu's deputy, has participated in the expansion and prosperity of the Temple of Wisdom from scratch.
The direct consequence is that Father Balke is the number one priest in the Temple of Wisdom, and there are not a few people gathered around him. It can be regarded as a small hill, representing the priest faction.
Wang Xu established the Player Knights and did not allow others to interfere, making it independent of the regular force of the temple. This was something that the priests did not want to see.
On the surface, Wang Xu is just a sage, with an identity similar to that of the Pope. No one knows that the God of Wisdom is just his incarnation.
As a result, not only the outside world, but also many people inside the Temple of Wisdom believed that Wang Xu was just lucky enough to be chosen as the spokesperson by the God of Wisdom, and they could do well if this position was given to them.
In addition, Wang Xu didn't like to do everything by himself, so some rights were delegated, thus forming a faction of priests and a faction of temple knights. The two factions were different, and it was inevitable to compete for power and profit.
If people's hearts are broken, it will be difficult to lead the team.
The Temple of Wisdom is growing day by day. Currently there are more than 600 large and small temples and nearly 100,000 clergy.
Wang Xu knew very well that Father Balk, who was inferior to one person but superior to ten thousand people, was no longer satisfied with the position of archbishop. He wanted more.
During this period, he prayed more than once, calling for the coming of the God of Wisdom, and he also criticized Wang Xu, the spokesperson, both implicitly and externally.
Wang Xu saw everything in his eyes and thought about himself. His human heart was worthy of being one of the three weakest people in the world.
Father Balk is no longer the aging Bishop of the Southern District of the Temple of Wealth. His identity as Archbishop of the Temple of Wisdom, coupled with his further demi-god-level strength after rejuvenating, makes him somewhat unfamiliar.
Of course, he had already expected Father Balk's change. When Father Balk chose to take up his faith in order to live longer, he knew that Father Balk would only live for himself in the future.
If he can betray the goddess of wealth for longevity, he can betray him for something else.
It's just that Wang Xu has never shown all this, because Father Balke is his Han Xin, and it's not yet time to hide everything.
"The birds are gone, the good bow is hidden, the cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackeys are cooked!"
Now I understand a little bit why Han Xin died in the end. He may not have the intention to replace Liu Bang, but his growing appetite is really annoying." Wang Xu's expression did not change, and he had marked Father Balk's death in his heart.
Tag of.
His purpose in building the temple was to get a share of this feast.
The temple is just a sign he uses to do things, and the players are his most important chess pieces, not these so-called clergy.
Father Balk was not wrong. It must be said that he was. He just underestimated the players, overestimated himself, and his ambitions were too high.
Wang Xu expressed his understanding of this. Rights are like opium. Once you get stuck, it is difficult to get rid of it.
Just understanding, understanding, Father Balk's behavior of contradicting him must not be tolerated. What he needs is a dog to help him shepherd the sheep, not someone who is on an equal footing with him.
"Struggles of interests are inevitable at any time. In the past, the Temple of Wisdom was a small platform. I used the method of dividing the civil and military forces to oppose the priests and temple knights. They did not coordinate with each other and formed separate systems, so that I could control both sides very well.
The rapid development at this time, coupled with the large and small mountains, make the Temple of Wisdom feel like a government within the national army. In name, it is a government, but in fact there are many internal factions, which makes it difficult to command."
Wang Xu had thought before that with the development of more than 600 temples in ten years, it would be difficult to grasp the right and wrong decisions, and it could easily become a double-edged sword.
But I didn't expect it to be so serious. In just ten years, this double-edged sword would hurt yourself as well as the enemy.
If you think about it carefully, what happened today is not surprising.
Who are the people who make up the Temple of Wisdom? Priests from other temples or lone strong men, who were tempted by the eternal water, came to the Temple of Wisdom.
These people have abandoned their beliefs and joined the Temple of Wisdom under various temptations. They are a group of profit-seeking people who have milk and motherhood. Many of them talk about our Lord, but in fact they do not believe in the God of Wisdom at all.
The old temples have their own training system. Priests are often trained from an early age and pay great attention to loyalty to the church. Although there are traitors, they are not as loose as the Temple of Wisdom.
If the doctrine of the Temple of Wisdom was not relatively positive and it was not at odds with the evil pantheon and the forces of the abyss, other temples belonging to the justice and neutral pantheons would have declared war on the Temple of Wisdom long ago.
"That does not work!"
Wang Xu thought in his mind: "Players have gone online, and the curtain is slowly opening. It is impossible to continue to be so loose, and rectification is imminent."