"Yes, this is a barracks, you can't kill people indiscriminately, arrest him quickly!" Little Grandet roared along, already eager to see Downton unlucky.

"Shouldn't these spies be punished for attempting to assassinate the chief in the competition?" Downton stared at the hundred-man commander, "Everyone heard it, I said that weapons were not allowed, but they all took out murder weapons. ”

"Fart, who do you think you are?duke?a worthless commoner, what are they assassinating you for?"

"Worthless? Tyson has offered me a bounty on my head. Downton snorted coldly, "You're in such a hurry to defend them, are you also a spy?"

The hundred people were dumbfounded, indeed, this kid slaughtered someone's younger brother, and they did have a motive to assassinate him, but these people are just thorns, even if they betray the country, they won't choose an ogre as the master?

"Sir, what nonsense to talk about him, first arrest him and torture him, he will definitely recruit him!" Little Grande ran to the side of the hundred-man chief, staring at Downton with a grim expression.

"Yes, what are you doing standing there stupidly, why don't you do it quickly, take him down!" the hundred-man growled at the soldiers around him.

The militiamen did not move, but soon saw that their commanders were making a move and told them to do something, so they reluctantly gathered around Downton.

Downton didn't care at all, and pulled out his saber and order sword again, "You are really a spy, I was angry when I exposed it, it seems necessary to arrest and torture it, I can't let a spy like you ruin this anti-bandit operation." ”

"You're all dead!" Seeing Downton's attitude, the hundred people roared angrily, drew their sabers and slapped the people next to them, "Come on, catch him." ”

The militiamen glanced and saw that they were outnumbered. There are nearly a thousand people in a dense crowd, and no matter how much Downton can fight, it is not a thousand people, so some guys who want to take advantage of the opportunity to take the position have fierce eyes, holding knives and rushing towards Downton, but soon they stopped again.

The space for war opens up behind Downton's back. The ghouls walked out, lined up neatly, and the warriors on their bodies were heavily dressed to make them look like indestructible 'tin cans'!

The audience was silent!

"Die!" Downton sprinted, his saber swinging, and a dragon bomb grazed the hundred-man head, exploding behind him.

The splashed rubble hit the head of the hundred-year-old, and in pain, he looked at Downton's eyes that were determined to clean up his eyes, and subconsciously retreated.

Downton surprisingly didn't attack. There's no way, those thorns are scum, and if you kill them, you will kill them, but this one in front of you is a soldier on the job, and he is still a hundred people, and if he kills them, there will be some trouble.

"My subordinates, go and call someone. Let them come here in full gear. The leader of the hundred people felt that he had lost face by retreating, and his face turned red all of a sudden. Roared at the soldier beside him.

"What are you doing? Want to rebel?"

A thousand-man commander arrived with a squad of soldiers, and the militiamen avoided and made way for a passage.

Downton heard some people call him Chief Rukia, so he looked at him a few more times.

This is a man in his forties, with a Chinese face and dark skin. The big hand holding the two-handed sword has wide joints, and with those scars, there is an aura of an iron-blooded soldier all over his body.

Ignoring the hundred-man leader, Rukia walked straight up to Downton and glanced at the dead bodies. Looking at Downton, "You're Downton?"

"Yes, sir!" Downton straightened his back and gave a Frankfurt military salute.

"What's going on?"

Downton saw Rukia blink quickly, and after being stunned for a moment, he reacted, this is to let himself explain to everyone.

"They assassinated me!" said Downton, politely, aloud, and pressed the charges forward.

"My lord, don't listen to his nonsense. "The hundred people are in a hurry, and Rukia is obviously biased towards Downton, you must know that they are together.

"Shut up, how do I do things, I don't need you to teach!" Glaring at the blind hundred-man chief, Rukia pointed to the dead corpses, "I can't just listen to your side, this matter must be investigated in detail, before I figure it out, I won't accept your position as the hundred-man leader, let's be a ten-person leader first!"

After Rukia finished speaking, he didn't care about Downton, and left with a straight face.

"You deserve it, let you be arrogant, this position of the head of a hundred people is gone, right?" Little Grandet leaned over to Downton's side and mocked him in a low voice, his face full of pleasure after seeing the bad luck of his rival.

"Idiot!" some of the veterans who heard this despised little Grande, and Rukia was obviously shielding Downton, and how could he investigate if there was no evidence? This was just a procrastination, trying to make everyone stop paying attention to this matter.

As for the position of the ten-captain, Downton made such a big fuss, even if it was a militiaman without a title, no one dared to disobey his orders.

If Rukia really wanted to remove Downton's position, he would directly appoint a centennial chief.

"Sir, you're still amazing!"

Little Grandet ran over and slapped himself on the back, only to be slapped in the face by the captain of the hundred, he obviously knew that the cat here was greasy, and instead of killing Downton, he provoked a big enemy, and he suddenly regretted it.

This time there was no need for Downton to command, and the soldiers of the Sixth Brigade saw him coming, quickly lined up, and stood up straight.

"What are you doing in a daze? Go take a shower. ”

"Yes, sir!"

The militiamen shouted in unison, and Downton came up thinking that the powerful style of killing a few thorns by Thunder had really suppressed them.

"Hu Tao, don't wave this flag in the future. Downton looked at the flag of the red cross on a blue background and felt too embarrassed.

"Weishenme?" Hu Tao was puzzled, "The big guys have their own battle flags, right?"

"I'm just a civilian. Downton touched little Lori's head, as a commoner, he was not qualified to have a noble coat of arms.

"Okay!" Hu Tao was disappointed, and then suddenly thought that he was still involved in the gambling game, and hurriedly ran to the veteran, "zhanzhu, my money!"

The veteran who wanted to slip away had a bitter expression, wondering how to let the family let him go.

Hearing the report of his subordinates, the reactions of the two thousand commanders were also different, Rocker did not say anything, but the look of cruelty on his long narrow cheeks was even stronger, and Campana threw a teacup, with a look of disbelief, a civilian had just entered the barracks, where did he dare to do so? It was not until he saw the dead bodies that he believed that there was indeed a hard stubble in his militia camp.

Despite being the captain of the ten, Downton still occupied the independent cabin prepared for the captain of the hundred, and no one dared to say a word.

By the next day, not only the militia, but also the regular army had changed their eyes on Downton, because the people who had gone to Morningmist for recreation had returned, and they had also put him and the security team of more than a hundred people in the street, killing several vigilantes, and the sheriff and the mayor had brought back the news that he had no choice.

Campana was even more jealous, those militiamen were respectful to themselves out of fear of the status of the chief, but they were for Downton because of his deterrent power, which made Campana feel that his prestige was being compared, so he couldn't wait to clean up Downton and let out a bad breath.

The opportunity soon came, and as planned, the army finally set out on a journey to exterminate the Iron Man bandits.

The militiamen's task was to be responsible for the logistics and transportation of supplies, and Campana had an overview of things, and it happened that Downton's Sixth Brigade had arranged three times as many supplies, and as for the mules, horses and wagons, he had also explained to his subordinates in advance, and all the goods for Downton were rags.

"Sir, those thin mules can't pull the wagons at all!" the newly appointed Ten-Captain complained to Downton that the means of transport were not working, which meant that they had to push it themselves.

"If you can't pull it, you push it with your hands. Downton's voice was cold, "It can't be done, military law is engaged!"

Looking at the ten-captain who left with a tearless expression on his face, Downton didn't feel guilty at all, he had already inquired, and the ones who were thrown into the sixth brigade were not good things, ruffians, gamblers, thieves, everything.

There are also unspoken rules in the army, some fairly wealthy civilians and businessmen do not want to serve in the military, so they spend money to buy off their commanders, and then hire these ruffians to replace them.

Downton was at first puzzled by how there was so much scum in the militia, but now he understands it all.

"You don't need to care about them, what are you doing to be close to the people, you are here to make military achievements, and when the war is over, it will never matter in the future. "Homer hates scum, for him the Sixth Brigade is a concentration camp for maggots, it is better to die.

"I understand. "Downton's age is still a little naïve, and he wants to teach those scum to change their ways.

A lot of work, just a kind of grinding.

Campana rode his war horse, strolling along the forest path, his jihua was waiting for Downton to come and complain, asking for a sturdy mule and horse, and he found an excuse to whip him and sharpen his spirit, but for three days, the army had already left the border of Frankfurt, and he did not come.

"This kid, has you already guessed my intentions?"

Campana put his hands on the pergola and looked up, according to the name of the team, the sixth brigade should be in the sixth quarter of the logistics team, but he lined them up behind the first brigade in order to exhaust them, and there were people crowded behind, and they couldn't slow down if they wanted to.

But it backfired, the mules and horses were not good, but the Sixth Brigade still had manpower, and Campana saw that the thorns who had once disobeyed the discipline were now pushing the wagons one by one, and although they were sweating and complaining, none of them dared to steal and play tricks.

"How did he do that?" Campana was puzzled.

"Sir, it's violence!" the adjutant pointed to a van carrying three hapless men with broken legs and half a rib, all of whom had been caught lazy.

The thorns understand that if they are wounded, they will not be able to escape in the event of a war, they can only wait for death, and even if there is no war, this is a painful torture.

"They won't resist?" Campana suddenly became agitated, "and then I can take the opportunity to hold Downton accountable." (To be continued......)