Close Combat Mage

Watching Soga and Roger step on the podium side by side, all the slave soldiers were as dead as chickens. What was going on? Are two people acquaintances? How so kind?

Not to mention the thoughts of the slave soldiers. On the other hand, Suo Jia held Roger's neck tightly and whispered, "Fuck, you don't give me too much face, why ... in front of so many people, How did you let me step down? "

Facing Soga's blame, Roger could not help showing a strange look, looking at Soga, thinking to himself, what was going on? Are they familiar? If he remembered correctly, they would meet for the first time.

While thinking about it, Soga continued: "Please, we are all nobles, and we must support each other. You ca n’t tear down my platform. Let ’s say, what ’s the matter, let ’s say in private, in front of everyone Leave me some face, OK? "

"Aristocrat?" Roger looked at Soga in shock and shivered. "Baron Soga joked. Where is Roger? Noble, but a small, insignificant slave."

"No no no ..." Looking at Roger with a self-deprecating look, Sogal shook his head again and again: "Although you do not have the aristocratic badge, you are still a noble. The aristocratic badge is not the only sign of the aristocracy. In fact, many Man, even if he wears the aristocratic badge, I will not admit that he is aristocratic, and some people, even if he does not wear the aristocratic badge, he is still a noble! "

Hearing Soga's words, Roger's gaze could not help but reveal his gratefulness. In fact, he has always been a nobleman, and even if he was reduced to a slave, he has not changed.

However, despite saying that, in fact, he understands more than anyone else that he is no longer a noble. Now he has been branded as a slave and he will never be a noble.

In fact, he is not pursuing much, just respect. He has lost all the pride. Now there is only a little dignity left, which is supporting his spirit. If even this false dignity is lost, he Rather choose death.

When he came to the podium, Soga finally let go of his arm, and looked at Roger up and down. Soga enviously said, "I leaned on and stood with you. It doesn't seem to be wise. You kid, long Junjun. ! "

"Oh ..." Roger smiled sincerely at Soga's words, shook his head slightly, and Roger said sincerely: "You praise me so much, in fact, Baron Soga is no better than me Poor, just a little younger. When you grow up, it must be better than me. "

After listening to Roger's words, Soga narrowed her eyes with a smile. That's ... Who is he Soga? Since he can help others beautify, can he be worse than himself? You know, before doing cosmetic treatments for others, he must first experiment on himself.

Sogga can be sure that in the future, Sogga will be the world's first beautiful man. If he is not beautiful, he will be whole. Others want to get it all. At least he must send an epic piece of equipment, but he only needs to raise his hand. That's it.

Thinking, Rodriguez looked at Roger, and until now, he still doesn't understand why Roger is so respected and loved by everyone, and he doesn't understand why everyone calls him Red-footed Roger!

Between thoughts, Soga looked at Roger wearing black leather boots in doubt, frowning: "Hey! I heard you call you red-footed Roger, but why are you wearing black leather shoes? It seems It doesn't match your name! "

After hearing Soga's words, Roger could not help smiling, and said cruelly: "The shoes now are not really red, but if you start fighting, you will understand why I am called Red-footed Roger!"

Looking at Roger curiously, Soga quickly realized what it was, and guessing, Roger said cruelly: "Don't doubt my title because of my shoes. In fact, I am called For the red-footed Roger, it's just because of the enemy's blood that I will dye my leather boots red, not to say that I am wearing red boots, God ... I am a man! "

For a moment, Sugahaha laughed and patted Roger's shoulder hard, Suga said in admiration: "Your boy, not only handsome enough, cool enough, I admire you!"

Listening to Soga's admiration, Roger couldn't help looking at his patted shoulder, with a bitter smile on his face. How could this Soga be so familiar? It's so hot to mix with himself so quickly, but he It must also be acknowledged that he likes Soga's attitude towards dealing with others very much, and Roger feels very comfortable and comfortable with him, even let him completely forget the fact that he is a slave soldier!

"Roger! Let's secretly say, come and help me, as long as you really help me, your slave status, I help you remove it, your noble badge, I help you recover, as long as you make enough martial arts, I Promise, let you be a nobleman of light again! "Close to Roger's ear, Soga whispered.

"What!" Roger couldn't help feeling dismayed when he heard Soga's words. "How is this possible? Slave is a slave. I have never heard that a slave can be rehabilitated. It was branded all day." The mark of a slave is a slave all his life! "

Slightly poked his mouth, Soga laughed, "Fuck, don't doubt me, since I can say it, I can definitely do it. Even if I lie to you, I won't lie to you like this!"

Speaking, Soga grinned and said flatly: "Tonight, I will help you to remove the mark of slavery, and then as long as you make a war, I can grant you the title of warrior, and I will apply with the emperor to restore your nobility. Identity, rest assured, the old man and I are very familiar with this little thing, he has no reason not to agree! "

Hearing Soga's words, Roger narrowed his eyes slightly and said solemnly, "Is everything you say true?"

"Pap!" Slaps his own chest firmly, Soga categorically said: "I said, as long as I can say it, I can never do it, don't doubt my words."

Hearing Soga's words, Roger took a sigh of excitement, and hesitated for a short while, flatly: "Since Baron Soga is so polite, then I'm not polite, let me tell you ..."

Speaking of which, Roger's stubborn expression categorically said, "If you can help me rescue my family, then my Roger's life will be sold to you, how?"

"Your family?" Suga muttered puzzledly at Roger's words.

"Well ..." He nodded surely, and Roger said solemnly: "Yes, it is my family, because of the framed relationship, my family has been abolished as aristocracy, degraded to slavery, and young Pingbian Others were trafficked into slaves and sold in the free slave market. "

Hearing Roger's words, Soga frowned. Although he said very simply, Soga knew that there must be a very complicated story in it. This matter can never be a trivial matter. But he was drawn into the swirling vortex of the forces, and it was harder to escape.

Looking at Soga's serious expression, Roger could not help biting his lower lip tightly. He also knew that this request was too difficult, not to mention that his family had been sold to various places, even foreign countries. Just because the domestic forces are rolling vortices, it is not something that most people are willing to be drawn into.

Between thoughts, Suga Shen said: "I want to know, how many of your family are there? Where are they, and how can I rescue them?"

"This ..." After a short while, Roger Shen said, "My family has more than a hundred mouthfuls, but now there are only more than 30 mouthfuls. As for where they are now, I It is also unknown that some are in the Holy Light Empire and some are even abroad! "

"Well ..." After a long groan, Soga categorically said, "Well, no matter if it can be done, to what extent, I agree to your request! And I will immediately start the search and rescue work, Soon ... you can meet your family one by one! "

"Okay!" Taking a deep breath, Roger said flatly: "As long as Baron Soga is really willing to help me, no matter how many family members are rescued, Roger will accept you, but whatever your order is, even if it is a treason, I'll do it with you! "

At eight in the evening, Soga's study welcomed three guests. They were General Howe, General Jason, and General Roger. At this moment ... each of them was holding a form and waiting for Soga's Comment.

The first to stand up and speak is General Howe. After passing the form in his hand to Soga, General Howe said rigorously: "I divided the Knights of Monmar into five brigades, including a Chinese army, 1,000 riders, The left army is two thousand rides in total, and the right army is also two thousand rides in total. It is a total of 5,000 knights! "

While talking, Howie looked at the form in Soga's hand and said solemnly: "The five captains on the form are in charge of the five cavalry teams. Once they are in battle, they will move according to my instructions and defend And attack! "

"Well ... good!" Looking at the form in his hand and listening to General Howe's words, Soga exclaimed: "This is very good. It's really suitable for the first-level management, such as the arm's fingers!"

Hearing Soga's compliment, General Howe looked old and continued: "Under the captain, there are ten squadrons. Each squadron leader controls ten squadrons, and each squadron is responsible for commanding 10 knights! "

"Okay!" Sauga's indiscriminate case was terrified after hearing Howe's arrangements. This was never before in the military. The finest division in the past was only one thousand, and it was the captain who commanded a thousand people, but now , After the subdivision of General Howe, the control has reached ten!

Looking at Howe in admiration, Soga exclaimed: "Oh my God, how did you think of this division? This is simply amazing!"

Looking at Soga seriously, Howell said humblely: "This is what we have concluded after thousands of battles. On the battlefield, a small captain is only suitable when he directs ten cavalry. However, if you do n’t, you will lose your spirit and wisdom. Most importantly, because you have too few subordinates, you will be able to do much less. "

"Ennen ..." After listening to General Howe's words, Soga nodded again and again. Indeed ... Ten rides can charge, 100 rides can break the army, and thousands of troops can already be leveled. Reasonable, if there are only four or five riders, it cannot form a large-scale charge, and the power is too small.

Grabbing the large pen on the table, Soga approved the division of General Howe, and handed the form to General Howe. Soga smiled and said, "Okay, now you can go back and let them prepare. Now, at eight in the morning, I will appoint them! "

"Slap!" After hearing Soga's order, General Howe turned respectfully and seriously into a military salute, and turned and strode away from the room.

Watching General Howe leave, Soga turned to look at Jason. After receiving Soga's gaze, Jason hurriedly put the form in his hand on the table and said, "This is the management division of the Spearmen. ! "

The hand took the form, and Soga looked carefully at it. Soga frowned, and the entire spearmen team had only Jason, and then Jason created a new army-- There are ten people in the army.

Suddenly looked up, Soga looked at Jason in puzzlement: "General Jason, is your setup too simple? It ’s just you who is the chief of the whole army, so how do you command the army? What about? "

Hearing Soga's words, Jason's expression remained the same, and he said in a deep voice: "Baron Soga, you must know that defense and attack are two completely different things. Attack is seeking change and sharpness. It is solid and solid, and our soldiers are all trained masters of defense. They do n’t need, and ca n’t set up a supervisor! "

"Oh?" Suddenly put down the form, Soga curiously said, "You talk about, what is the difference between defense and attack? To be honest, I don't really understand!"

Looking at Soga's expression of humbly asking for advice, General Jason couldn't help showing his appreciation. He lived so big. He met too many bosses who knew nothing but pretended to know everything. I do not know what the order is, but he couldn't resist.

The most uncomfortable thing is that these bosses can't stand up against each other. They look better than anyone, but in fact, they are no different from idiots. Even if they are wrong, they will not admit it. Once the battle is defeated, To blame him for not being good commander, it's almost depressing.

However, Soga is obviously not such a person. General Howe will do well, and he will be praised and praised. Although Jason has set up the department, he is willing to ask for advice and listen to him patiently. , Don't mention it before, I haven't even heard of it.

Between thoughts, Jason said: "This attack is about change, division, division, joint attack, ambush ... The pursuit is a change, and the defense is different. It cannot be arranged like an attack."

Having said that, Jason paused for a moment, then continued: "Defense is about constant response. If I assign defense to ten generals, even if everyone tacitly agrees, there must be gaps and loopholes. It is inevitable that the enemy will follow these crevices and loopholes and kill them directly. "

Only by consolidating all the defensive armies into a whole and forming an iron plate, the enemy will not find the gap. All the soldiers will obey Jason's order uniformly. Jason's order came from the mouth of the ten large voice commanders. , And then all of them execute at the same time. In this way, although 5,000 people, but still a whole, everyone moves with the command of one person, there will be no gaps and loopholes, and the perfect defense of the iron plate style is achieved!

"Pop!" After listening to Jason's words, although he didn't fully understand it, Soga has understood most of it. There is really a difference between defense and attack. If you divide the defensive army into five, then between the five army, There are bound to be gaps and loopholes to give the enemy a chance. Therefore, the spearmen cannot be subdivided. They are like a shield. They are a whole and indivisible!

Without saying a word, Soga picked up the big pen again, gave a happy instruction, and then handed the form to Jason: "Very well, what you said really makes sense, or that sentence, prepare well after returning, tomorrow At eight in the morning, I will formally close you with you! "

After receiving the form, Jason turned respectfully and left the room. For a time, only Soga and Roger were left in the room. He smiled and looked at Roger. Soga pointed to the chair of the fat man. "Okay, let's sit down and talk!"

When Roger heard Soga's words, Roger couldn't help but start with a grateful glance. So he understood that Soga was the most appropriate and appropriate.

He is different from Jason and General Howe. They are all formal soldiers, but Roger is nothing more than a slave soldier. The reason why Soga sat him down was to express his attitude to Soga. Although he could not be used as a serviceman's etiquette, Soga treated him as a nobleman. Without further excuses, Roger was never a hypocritical person with mixed opinions.

Watching Roger admiringly, Soga slaps and slaps: "Come, come fruit and pastry!" With Soga's order, the girls sent pastry and fruit.

Leaning on the chair with a smile, Soga calmly said to Roger: "Okay, now ... let's talk about the slave soldiers, do you have any good suggestions?"

With a slight smile, Roger politely picked up a fruit and ate it in his mouth. Although this fruit is ordinary, he has not eaten it for a long time. As a slave soldier, it is basically impossible to have a chance to eat fruit. of.

As he chewed sweet fruits, Roger muttered, "In terms of slave soldiers, it is difficult to play a big role. However, in the past six years, I have collected the absolute elites of the hard soldiers. With a squad of nearly a hundred people, everyone has a very special ability! "

Swallowing the flesh in his mouth, Roger continued: "Let them go to the battlefield, then you will definitely be disappointed. We are not professional soldiers and have not been trained since childhood. So we are novices on the battlefield, but ... … We are experts on some miscellaneous things, and even ancestors! "