After deciding to accept military training, Shiloh scanned the military camp and found that the slaves were undergoing physical training not far away, and the desert mercenaries were also practicing swordsmanship, while the dozens of wilderness barbarians looked at him pointing and laughing.
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Shiloh frowned, pointed at the shirtless muscular men and asked, "Connor, what's going on with these barbarians?"
Connor frowned and said, "Your Highness, please don't be like this bunch of fools. They are barbaric in nature and difficult to discipline."
"I will definitely teach you strictly in the future."
Shiloh nodded, and at this moment, he suddenly saw those barbarians walking towards him.
Each of these barbarians is two meters tall, taller than the armored guards. Their strong muscles look like marble sculptures, full of explosive power.
"Are you our master?"
A barbarian stood in front of Hilo and looked at him condescendingly.
Shiloh frowned. This barbarian was half a body taller than him. He stood in front of him like a wall, blocking the sun. He was so burly and unbelievable.
"Brock!" Connor narrowed his eyes, "You are still not polite when you see His Highness!"
When the barbarian who was called Brock heard Connor's scolding, a simple and honest smile appeared on his face. He touched his head and said: "Boss, I just want to see what is so special about the master we are loyal to."
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"You barbarians are pointing your fingers at where the royal family's bloodline is, why don't you go back and train seriously!" Connor didn't care about this and shouted sharply.
Shiloh looked on and found it quite interesting.
These barbarians are bold and disobedient to discipline, but for some reason, they listen to Connor's words.
Bullock muttered and was about to leave. Shiloh coughed twice and said, "Why, it seems that you are very disappointed after knowing that I am your master?"
Bullock glanced at Shiloh with contemptuous eyes and said: "A warrior born in the wilderness only admires strong men. A weak noble like you will never win the slightest respect in the wilderness."
"The only people we respect are strong warriors like the leader."
"presumptuous!"
Connor was furious when he heard this and stretched out his hand to teach Brock a lesson.
Bullock quickly shrank his head, but this action made by a strong man seemed even more funny.
Shiloh stretched out his hand to stop Connor and said: "Barbarians are barbarians and have stubborn personalities, but this can be considered a good thing."
"It's just that what my army needs is a warrior who has discipline and obeys military orders. Reckless men like you can only be called the bravery of an ordinary man at best, and are far inferior to the victorious army in my heart."
After saying that, Shiloh sighed and shook his head under Brock's gaze with great interest.
When Bullock heard this, he was immediately impressed. He snorted and said: "Nobles are good at talking big words. We barbarians are all warriors who can stand up to hundreds of warriors. How can an army composed of such warriors not be as good as any other?"
The victorious army.”
Shiloh said: "With all its brute strength, what kind of ever-victorious army can we call it? If you and my men confront me, you will probably be defeated in a short time."
Hero's victory was obvious, but it was also very useful. As soon as he said this, the dozens of barbarians in front of him immediately became so angry that they panted like cows and even their eyes turned red.
"What? You don't believe it?"
"If you don't believe me, we can open up and make gestures."
At this time, Connor had already understood Shiloh's desire to curb these barbarians. He did not say anything to dissuade him, but even said excitedly: "Brock, how can you, a stone-headed man, understand the power of His Highness? I advise you to do it anyway."
Hurry up and be a coward and apologize to His Highness."
Hearing Connor say the same thing, Bullock immediately got angry, veins popped out on his forehead, and shouted: "The warriors in the wilderness are never afraid of any challenge!"
"Prince of Pontos, tell me how you want to make a gesture!"
Shiloh laughed and said: "If you don't compete, there is no benefit in competing. Why waste your energy competing with you barbarians? It's not worthwhile."
Bullock said: "No! We have to compare!"
"Prince of Pontos, if you can really defeat us, we will regard you as our master and obey your arrangements from now on, and we will never break your promise!"
"If you lose, then we will only follow the arrangements of the leader, and you are not allowed to interfere!"
"Bet or not!"
Hearing this, Shiloh immediately felt that these fools were really simple-minded. Regardless of winning or losing, they would still serve Stormwind City in the end.
But that’s it for now, why not gamble?
Shiloh nodded and immediately ordered Connor to bring all the system soldiers over. Brock also returned to his companions. A group of barbarians cheered up and stared at Shiloh with red eyes.
Not to mention, being stared at by these stone-like men was really stressful.
After a while, the system soldiers lined up in front of Hilo. The armored guards took the lead, followed by ten sword and shield soldiers. As for the remaining five archers, Hilo pulled them out.
This competition does not require archers.
"I have met His Highness!"
After the baptism of several battles, these system soldiers have become more calm, and their words and deeds burst out with a steel-like temperament.
The eleven system soldiers put on the wooden swords and shields used for training and stood forward. The aura they exuded made people look at them.
On the barbarian side, five people walked out, led by Bullock. Each of them only took a wooden stick and looked menacing.
"Prince of Pontos, we barbarians are fighting against each other on the battlefield."
"We will not take advantage of you. If you send out eleven people, we will send five. As long as these people can defeat us, you will be our master from now on."
Shiloh didn't expect these barbarians to be so particular. He gestured to Connor, who nodded, walked between the two parties, and said: "During the competition, you are not allowed to hurt other people's lives. Violators will be punished by military discipline."
"If one team falls down, it will be deemed a loser."
"The competition begins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, five barbarians were seen immediately waving the wooden sticks in their hands and running towards Hilo, without any formation at all.
But even so, the ferocious aura exuding from them is terrifying enough.
Shiloh also gave the order, and the sword and shield soldiers immediately divided into three formations, with the armored guards as the front, and faced them.
Judging from the body shape alone, the barbarians are strong and strong, like tigers, while the sword and shield soldiers are set off by these barbarians as short and thin, like domestic animals.
Even a strong man like the armored guard was still a head short in front of the barbarians.
Comparing the two, no matter whether you are an expert or an outsider, you can basically tell the winner or loser at a glance. No one will believe that these sword and shield soldiers can withstand the huge power of the barbarians.
The desert mercenaries and recruits who were watching the competition had expressions of unbearable expressions. They just hoped that these poor sword and shield soldiers would not be beaten too badly by the barbarians.
Bell was also among the onlookers.
After many rounds of screening, Bell has been successfully recruited into the army and became a new recruit.
At this time, Bell had turned his head away, not wanting to see the miserable situation of the sword and shield soldiers being ravaged.
"Bang!"
He only heard a muffled sound, and then an exclamation came from beside him, and Bell sighed in his heart.
Alas, you said His Highness the Prince insisted on fighting these barbarians, now it's better. These soldiers probably won't be able to get out of bed unless they lie down for ten days and a half.