Dean had a good impression of the militia guards in front of him - not now, of course, but in the future!

This young man named Siren, a hunter, was like the other militiamen who had come to serve in the Tyre Territory, but this young man was quite gifted, both in leadership and in swordsmanship; Once in the Blood Moon War, he bloomed his own light.

However, it is unfortunate that this young man has just emerged, and he was killed in an ambush in a wrong intelligence; The day before his death, the young man had just been baptized and became a true knight.

Of course, that mistake was intentionally done by the original Molde.

This tax collector, who had been killed by Dean at this time, would never allow any forces that did not belong to him to intervene in the Knights of Fecharon.

Although later, with the death of the other party, the Archduke of Jade thoroughly investigated, the deeds of this young man were publicized and posthumously recognized as the Lord.

However, people are already dead, even if they are recognized, what is the use?

This time, however, it was different!

Dean looked at this young man with 'knightly qualifications', and had already drawn the other party into his own camp in his heart - Molde was dead, and the other party would definitely be more glorious than in history; And whether it is the opponent's personal strength or the ability to command the troops, it is what Dean needs now.

In fact, Dean now needs a qiē -- both talent and wealth.

For the war that is less than a year old!

A damn war!

Of course, Dean would never say anything more to the young man in front of him, and in order to make it easier, he still asked slowly and clearly with the unique tone of the nobles: "Soldier, what is your name?" ”

"Xi, Xilun, Lord Knight!"

The young militiaman stammered in reply—evidently it was a great honor to be asked by a nobleman, to the point of some trepidation.

"Excellent! Siren, now gather all the soldiers, I have something to announce! ”

Dean nodded, as he commanded.

The young militiaman and his companion glanced at each other, and immediately ran towards the barracks, and in a short time the barracks alarm bell appeared.

Bell, bell!

There is no melodious bell in the central square of the Emerald Capital, on the contrary, the bell of this military camp is more of a hurry and piercing.

After a few moments, all the militia began to assemble in the square in front of the barracks, and of course, don't expect the so-called 'neat queue'.

Being able to sit side by side, not very messy and cut into a cluster, Dean is already satisfied.

And it wasn't the work of the former captain of the Fercharon, but the skills that the young men had inherited from their fathers—a glance at them made Dean sure that this was a kind of watchful procession for hunters entering the mountains.

It's not as good as the queue of real knights, but it's better than nothing, isn't it?

What's more, the real knightly team is not very useful in this snowy Tyr Territory - here, the function of the war horse is reduced to a minimum.

In addition to a few special places, even the former head of the Knights of the Fercharon had to walk.

There is no real queue, and naturally there is no so-called number of reports.

However, Dean, who was standing on the platform, had already counted the entire Order by mistake.

"Thirty-one people in total......"

Dean sighed in his heart, it was obviously impossible to deal with a war with such numbers; But what about even the full Knights of the Knights of Fecharon?

According to the title and domain of Baron Tyre, the number of knights in a local order should be about a hundred.

But a hundred people, invested on the battlefield of tens of thousands of people, can make a few splashes, unless a hundred people are knight-level can be used as a surprise soldier to turn the entire war.

However, not to mention Tyre, even the Emerald Kingdom does not have such a team of hundred knights.

There have been legends in the past, but they are just legends.

Most of the people in the Emerald Kingdom have heard of the legend of the 'Empress-Ailu', but I'm afraid that only children believe in it.

Moreover, as the children grow up, such stories will also be denied from the bottom of their hearts.

After all, it is simply impossible for hundreds of knights to 'cross the sky', not to mention, although the knights jump higher than ordinary people, it is obviously a joke to want to 'cross the sky'.

Dean admired from the bottom of his heart the 'empress' who turned the tide of the entire Emerald Kingdom, but he didn't believe in the legend of 'crossing the sky' even more - as a former golden powerhouse, Dean knew very well that only when stepping into the gold level could humans have the real power to break free from the earth.

And a hundred gold-level knights, apparently, are a joke.

If you add up the entire Gold-level powerhouse of Goddez, I'm afraid it's not enough for this number!

"We have to expand the numbers!"

Dean thought this in his heart, and then further revised his plan, but his face still showed the temperament of the nobles from the Emerald Capital.

Since these militiamen had already misunderstood, Dean didn't mind letting them go a little deeper, after all, it would be quite helpful for his next plan.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am compelled to announce that I have become your new head for the time being—of course, when Captain Potts returns, I will hand over the position of head to the other party; However, in the meantime, I am your leader! Therefore, you need to obey my commands, and anyone who dares to disobey ......"

Dean didn't finish speaking, but the militiamen present all nodded their heads to indicate that they knew—although the young men had not learned any other useful skills during their time in the Order, they had learned a great deal about words and looks; At least, it's much better than a simple mountain man.

"Good!"

Seeing the militia nodding their heads, Dean seemed to nod his head with satisfaction, and he paced slowly on the platform - it was said to be lifted, but in fact it was just a stand made of several wooden planks, and there was nothing wrong with standing on it, but it was obviously impossible to pacing as if he were pacing on the parade platform.

Therefore, Dean walked back and forth several times in just a few steps, and also stopped such a futile move.

However, in the eyes of the militia in the audience, it was not like this, that kind of graceful but majestic gesture, they had only seen it in their lord, the baron; Even...... Even more convincing than the baron, a couple of younger militiamen added to their hearts.

So, when Dean pulled out a provisional letter of appointment 'written' by Potts, none of the militia objected.

Unexpectedly simple, the supreme leader of the entire Order became him.

In this regard, Dean once again despised Potts' arbitrary style, and no one except the attendants was close to him.

"If it weren't for too much force, I'm afraid I would have been slaughtered a long time ago!"

Dean thought so, and then put away the letter of appointment that Potts had 'written'—it was fake, of course, but it was true, and the next step would be.

"Siren, Silun!"

Dean stood at the front of the queue and shouted.

"Here, here, I'm here, Lord Knight!"

The young militia squeezed out from behind the crowd and stood in front of Dean.

"Where's Captain Potts' room? Take me there! Remember, call me the head of the regiment in the future! ”

Dean said this, and the young militia immediately led the way, but Dean did not actually enter Potts's room, but only stood in the doorway and glanced at it, and then returned to the front of the queue again.

"Now, you want me to report your name and position! Siren, it's up to you to start! ”

Dean glanced around at the young people present, and then turned his gaze back to Siren.

"Yes, ride...... Captain - Siren, Captain! ”

The young militiaman was the first to speak.

"Ike, Captain!"

Another young militiaman also stepped forward.

"Chad, infantry!"

"Mach, auxiliaries!"

……

The militia in front of him reported their names and positions one by one, and Dean quickly memorized, and when the last voice fell, he had already written down the simple information of the thirty-one people in front of him - this is not too difficult to do, as a killer, an assassin, extraordinary memory is only one of the basics.

"Silun, are you on duty today?"

Dean asked.

"Yes, Commander!"

The young militia captain nodded, but the next moment, he was a little frightened, because, in front of him, his new regimental commander frowned, and there seemed to be a trace of dissatisfaction on his face—for this young nobleman who was so powerful that Potts was willing to provoke him, and could only be left aside, Siren was quite afraid in his heart.

After all, they had seen Rydel's miserable appearance that day.

'Aristocrats are the most moody of people!' ’

What's more, with such a famous quote from Tyr in front of him, Siren is even more careless.

And just as Siren was about to be overwhelmed by inexplicable fear, Dean spoke again-

"What's going on with your clothes? What about padded clothes? Why not wear a cotton coat! ”

Dean asked, as if puzzled.

Suddenly, Xi Lun was stunned, and the militiamen behind him were also stunned.

After a long time, Siren said to Ai Ai, "Captain Potts said that this is a ...... for young people."

"Fart!"

Dean interrupted the other man's words.

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