"Soldiers! Ha, we are the most lacking in soldiers! ”

Jürgen looked very happy, but soon his face darkened, presumably suspicious of my identity with Andrew. I only heard him ask, "Where did you serve?" ”

Where to serve? Oh, this idiot, isn't it obvious that he is talking to the two of us, such a blatant question is a fool to tell the truth.

"Well, we, it turned out to be mercenaries, yes, in the Grand Sequanolen."

"Big Sequanolen?" Jürgen reached for his chin. At this time, he didn't seem to be as anxious as he was when he attacked just now, but now he knew that the identities of the two of us were the most important.

The large army passing by him was too conspicuous, so he pulled us into a corner that was not easy to see. It was as if it was a secret that no one could say, especially his comrades.

He looked out a few times from time to time, and when he was sure that there was no one else, he looked at us both with a look of great delight.

"That's it! It's absolutely safe here, gentlemen. ”

Jürgen stroked his chin and watched as our eyes sparkled.

"Mr. Jürgen." I started by saying, "I don't know what you think, but most importantly, I really don't know what role our military relationship has played in your actions?" ”

"Obstruction? No, no, no, this gentleman, you are wrong! Jürgen waved at us again and again, and continued: "Soldiers, you are soldiers, and that is enough!" ”

"What's enough?" This statement from Jürgen confused me and Andrew. "Hey, Jürgen, what do you mean by that?"

"Well, I mean you two are soldiers, so you must have been very well trained, am I right?" Jürgen's tone was very soft, and his face was full of a respectful smile. "If you two were soldiers, it would be too much of an honor for me."

"You want mercenaries?" Jürgen's performance made me incomprehensible: "Soldiers, this is not everywhere, as long as you are willing to spend money, then a whole well-armed Germanic mercenary army or even a veteran of the Roman army can do." Look at the two of us, such embarrassed soldiers don't deserve to be treated so respectfully. ”

"No, no, no, this gentleman, you can't say that." Jürgen's face is like that of a slave with some rich experience. "Oh, what an offense, sir, I don't know the names of you both." Jürgen said, leaning forward slightly.

"Luga, you call me Luga, and the one next to me, his name is Andrew." I introduced Andrew and I to him, and he nodded his head.

"Yes, respectfully, Mr. Luga, and Mr. Andrew." The speed at which Jürgen changed his words was beyond my imagination, this guy is really good at grinding people with his mouth. I heard him smile and continue, "I dare to invite you two to join us and become our instructors. If possible, it is not impossible to form one or two armies, and two to be promoted to generals. ”

"General!"

It sounded like Andrew and I were about to drop our jaws on the ground, it was so casual. But judging from Jürgen's expression, I saw that he smiled slightly, and his face was full of confidence. It's not like a liar, but such a huge temptation, unless he's a very secretive big man, he's a madman!

I looked at his shabby clothes, and at his messy hair, and at this pathetic origin. Really, it's not that I look down on him, although people are not to be good-looking, but I prefer to believe that he is a madman. What is the difference between this and the scam text message that Sun Yat-sen is still alive thousands of years later?

"General? We are generals, so what are you? Marshal of the army? Emperor? King? Ha. I couldn't help but want to tease him, I shook my head, grabbed Andrew and wanted to go out.

"Alas, two, wait!"

Jürgen didn't seem to intend to let the two of us go so casually, and he hadn't given up trying to persuade us both yet. He stretched out his hand to stop me and Andrew, and hurriedly said, "You two may not believe me, but I will take you two to our commander, and it will be up to you to believe it or not." ”

"Come on, my friend." I didn't bother to listen to his nonsense anymore, and said to Andrew behind me, "Let's go." ”。 Then I stretched out my right hand, put my hand on his outstretched arm, and pressed it down, hey, it's really strong, I haven't pressed him lightly. I looked up and was met by his determined face.

No matter how firm his expression is, I still won't believe him, after all, they are all slaves, and there are no brains in the history of Bagunda. Maybe he is a folk Oscar actor whose acting skills have broken through to the sky, this expression deceived me, who should I talk to when the time comes?

Thinking about it made me even more determined that I didn't believe him. I secretly exerted my strength, and my right hand slowly exerted force, after all, he had a formally trained body, and he was simply in an overwhelming position compared to his perennial slave system. It was just as he gritted his teeth and persevered, but he still couldn't change the ending of his arm being slowly pressed down by me in a trembling state.

"Please trust me, both of you." This guy is still insisting, I really don't understand, he really worked a lot of effort to deceive us.

"Tell me, what do you really want?" I'm really about to lose patience with him, even if he has a sharp iron sword in his hand, but with the physical fitness and the two experienced veterans of Andrew, he has no chance of winning.

"I just want you to join us, and the best bread and fruit, as well as the sweetest wine, will be yours at that time." What this guy said made him excited, but the more he said it, the more I couldn't believe him. You said that you have the best food, and you are still dressed in such rags, and then look at the Ba Gouda elements who are besieging the city, and they can't catch up with the beggars on the streets, that's it, what else is there to say.

"You want well-trained soldiers, then you go to the mercenaries of Germain, they are all strong, what do you say you are wasting time with me?"

"Alas, dear Mr. Luga, you don't know anything." Urgen let out a long sigh and said slowly, "They are excellent and well-trained, but they are ruthless, they only know the cold Oron and Denares, and they don't care at all about the warm and delicious milk and bread we can provide. ”

"So, we're the seeds of affection?" I asked him rhetorically.