I am a god in another world

Copperfield had been following Gavin for some time and knew what he lacked most.

These three hundred people are the fundamental reason why he is willing to take huge risks and carry out guerrilla warfare for more than a month in the territories of those warlords and nobles who want to kill him. If the agreed time had not passed earlier, he would still be struggling there for a while. Collect more young and upright knights, they are the hope of this country.

"Okay, okay, okay." Gavin cheered repeatedly, stepped forward quickly, held General Copperfield's arm firmly and said, "General, you know me, this time, you will take the greatest credit. Come, come, Come, let’s sit down and talk in detail.”

What Gavin wanted to overthrow was the warlord aristocracy of Tethyr, not to deny the entire knight system.

The political system on Earth is not necessarily suitable for Faerûn, because this is a world with extraordinary power, and the professional system is closely related to what one does.

As a leader, even if you don't have cutting-edge weapons initially, as long as you do your job competently, you will gradually acquire them. However, compared to the intense and fast-paced adventurous life, the improvement will be slower.

What was ultimately formed was a system in which a handful of elites led and protected ordinary people, and the knight system was a model of this system.

Tethyr's knight system not only did not rot as the warlords continued to fight, but became stronger, healthier, and more loyal.

Those warlords and aristocrats themselves may not be loyal to the emperor and unpatriotic, but they require and educate the knights below with the concept of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism. It's just that the concept is slightly wrong. They are the king and they are the country.

This middle-lower elite is exactly what Gavin lacks.

Among the immigrants in Darauma, there must be such middle- and lower-class elites, but there will definitely not be too many - if they catch a large number, it means that Zalanda failed very much and did not make full use of them.

Well now, Copperfield helped him make up for the last shortcoming.

After everyone sat down, Gavin directly laid out the framework of his plan: "You have already seen the chariots outside. I plan to divide them into two convoys. One is a floor-type van pulled by tree people and animals. , they are mixed with the large army and are mainly responsible for the patients, women, children and the elderly and the weak along the way. The other is a fleet of side vans composed of elites. They set off early every day to build roads and bridges along the way. This will be a great Improve the safety and speed of the entire migration team.

Originally I wanted to let the citizens form their own teams, but now that we have these knights and mercenaries brought back by General Copperfield, it will be much simpler.

We carefully selected two hundred knights, one in uniform and one in uniform, each in charge of a floor-type van, and formed a civilian team of about a hundred people with them as the center, and selected the strongest among them to form a mutual aid team. When necessary, we can Relying on floor-type vans to fight.

The remaining knights and mercenaries relied on the one hundred sidecars to form a vehicle formation, with twenty men per car, training as they walked.

Nott Guards and Goliath formed mobile teams to provide support at any time.

Do you think this plan is feasible? Is there anything you need to add? "

Vehicle formations are an excellent choice for non-elite troops, especially for civilians. Tall vehicles are a symbol of safety. Morale will not easily collapse until they are destroyed and breached.

"According to the Lord's arrangement, this immigration can bring up to 10,000 civilians. What if the number of immigrants far exceeds this?" Nora asked first.

According to preliminary statistics, 13,000 people have already expressed their willingness to immigrate. Seeing that Gavin and the others are so well prepared, they are afraid that the number will surge.

"One hundred is just an imaginary number. This can further allocate the population of a single team according to the specific number of people, so that the total number remains one hundred squadrons. The specific situation depends on the situation of the citizens. After all, the family background of those citizens is also different. They are all different. When the time comes, there will definitely be those who are empty and traveling alone, and there will also be those who are dragging their families with them. Some will even bring carriages, cargo and other items. We must make the decision as appropriate and try our best to achieve 100 The teams are divided equally, and the conditions are very similar, which makes it easier for us to manage them uniformly on the road." Gavin has always paid attention to details and considered every aspect in this kind of matter.

After a pause, Gavin turned his eyes to Copperfield again and said, "This will test the management and adaptability of those knights. General, are you sure they are qualified for this task?"

Copperfield assured without hesitation: "I have personally contacted and tested most of them. They all have real talents and practical knowledge. Many of them have experience in managing the army, managing one or two hundred people." It shouldn’t be difficult for them, but the specific situation will only be known after actual combat. We can screen and inspect as we go, and if we are not qualified, we can replace them at any time.”

"That's right." Gavin nodded and said, "After all, we are a team that was put together temporarily. Some things can only be done while running in. We will start from the side car formation and start training tomorrow. At least before going on the road, let them know how to use them to form a vehicle formation and rely on them to fight.”

"Does the Lord have a candidate for the head coach of this vanguard army?" Copperfield asked.

Determine the army first, and then determine the commander, so that the follow-up work can be carried out more easily.

Gavin's eyes swept over everyone one by one. Their personalities and abilities quickly passed through his mind, trying to compare the most suitable candidates among them. However, when his eyes met Zalanda's, he couldn't help but A meal.

The other party's eyes seemed to have deep meaning, and he shook his head without any trace.

What does it mean?

Not allowing yourself to directly finalize the candidate?

Does she have the right person?

According to her temperament, if there is a suitable candidate, she will directly recommend it. There is no need to make such hints. She must have her own deep meaning in doing so.

Could it be that they are asked to recommend themselves? In other words, recommend each other?

Well, this possibility is very high. After all, the group of people in front of me are put together in pieces. I know them thoroughly, but they don’t know each other very well. If they want to integrate together, they need to go through a step-by-step process. .

No, my thinking is still in the state of controlling the kobolds. These people in front of me are not kobolds. They all have very strong subjective initiative. For example, Copperfield, throwing him out for two months, is not only very powerful. He brought back a group of mid- to low-level officers and a group of mercenaries, giving him a new card in his hand.

A qualified leader will not fully express his opinions as soon as he gets started.

This is not just to show off, but to be knowledgeable.

As the supreme ruler, once you express your opinions, you set the tone.

Even if the people below have opinions, they have to hold back when expressing them, because if they are not careful, they will turn against their own leaders.

Under normal circumstances, you should let the people below express their opinions first, and then make the final decision yourself.

This is not only true for this matter, but also for other things in the future.

It’s a long story, but actually Gavin’s thoughts were spinning very fast, and he turned into a questioning tone: “Do you have any suitable candidates to recommend?”

As soon as Gavin finished speaking, a figure who was not taller than the others stood up and said, "Lord, I would like to recommend myself for this important task."

This person is none other than Ms. Strategy's third lord knight, the halfling divine strategist Veranika. Her eyes are full of eagerness to try.

In her eyes, the group of soldiers Copperfield brought back were all good prospects, and they became high-quality candidates for Ms. Strategy's followers.

Although she has sworn allegiance to Gavin now, she is first and foremost Ms. Strategy's exclusive priest. Promoting Ms. Strategy's faith will always be her first priority. What could be more efficient than becoming the supreme commander of an army, sharing the experience with both ears and eyes, and teaching by words and deeds? Woolen cloth?

"If a lady takes action, she will definitely be qualified for this matter, but she is overqualified." Gavin shook his head and refused, "Actually, I have already thought of a position for the lady. She is the chief of staff of our territory, specializing in the overall planning of various military affairs, and remote control of the entire He is also flexible and can go with me to the most important and critical areas to fight fires.”

Now he not only needs Veranika's mind, but also her teleportation powers.

In the past period of time, she had been providing teleportation support behind the scenes when deploying troops to Amphiel Village.

No one will be able to replace her role in this area in a short period of time.

After the migration enters the right path, Gavin cannot be completely tied up. He will probably have to jump back and forth, or deal with things in the territory, or stand in the front, or cut off the rear. When the time comes, he will need teleportation support, and he will naturally not allow Vera. Nika is tied up in trivial matters.

"It's just..." Veranika was still a little hesitant. The role of Chief of Staff did indeed sound very consistent with Ms. Strategist's position, and was very suitable for her. However, this kind of person was destined to live behind the scenes, separated from the soldiers in front. Distance is not conducive to one's own preaching.

Gavin saw through Veranika's thoughts at a glance and said with a meaningful smile: "Which is bigger or smaller, the Preaching Leader or the Preaching Army? Madam, can't you tell the difference? When you formulate a military strategy, in all my territories When executing the plan, does it matter whether the soldiers who execute the plan are followers of Ms. Strategy? When these soldiers sensed Ms. Strategy’s unique ability during this process, do you think they turned a blind eye or actively pursued Ms. Strategy? pace?"

Believe in the Lady of Strategy and be loyal to yourself.

This is not a contradictory thing, not only for Veranika, but also for other believers of the gods.

The young priest Anna even actively preached among the kobolds, trying to integrate Ilmater's faith into the lives of the kobolds.

In Faerun, the gods are real.

To try to shut out the faith of any god is to antagonize that god and his followers.

Choosing a main faith and integrating your own development with the expansion of her faith will achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Zalanda is a typical example. She has now closely tied herself to Ms. Strategy. Wherever her territory expands, Ms. Strategy's faith will spread, and those believers of Ms. Strategy will spread. I will do my best to help Zalanda.

Gavin has no intention of completely binding himself to Ms. Strategy yet - otherwise he would not have refused to become Ms. Strategy's elector before.

But he doesn't mind that Ms. Strategy expands her followers around him, nor does he mind the sermons of other kind-hearted priests, as long as it doesn't affect his rule.

If it is beneficial to his own rule, he does not mind going along with the situation and helping the other party.

For example, he promoted Ms. Strategy's beliefs in his own army. After all, the other party's way of war was forged with his own assistance, and it was very suitable for his own needs.

"It is difficult to benefit from the bottom, but it is easy to benefit from the top." Veronica bowed and said, "I thought too narrowly about this matter. The Lord's arrangement is more appropriate. I will obey the arrangement."

It is indeed a very stupid act to leave the other party's territory alone and lead an army alone.

Through high-level decision-making, infiltrating the strategic thinking of Ms. Strategy and expanding influence is the kingly way, and it is the real intention of Ms. Strategy to arrange herself beside Lord Gavin.

As she stayed with Gavin for a longer time and got involved in too many secrets around him, Veronica admired Ms. Strategy's foresight more and more.

The speed of the young man in front of her was beyond her imagination.

He had just destroyed the root of the god of the corrupted god, and then he started a secret war with the drow elves in Misnoel, and used a series of military strategies such as showing weakness to the enemy, luring the enemy deep, defeating each one, capturing the thief first, and signing a city alliance to play with the enemy in his palm bones and keep the enemy away for dozens of kilometers.

As soon as he turned around, he ran to Anfel Village thousands of kilometers away to carry out various industrial layouts. Although his real purpose was unclear, judging from the troops he had deployed in the past, he had definitely made a lot of noise there in more than half a month.

His style of doing things itself was in line with the strategy and planning duties of the Goddess of Strategy. Now that he had established contact with Ms. Strategy, these things naturally came to Ms. Glory.

Gavin let out a little hint and said, "If this trip goes well, I might take the time to go to the Strategic War Fortress with Ms. Catherine in person to finalize a more specific and closer cooperative relationship. In the future, the officers of my territory may be handed over to the War Academy in charge of Ms. Strategy for further training."

He did not forget the invitation from Ms. Strategy's First Lord Knight to him. That was the first War Academy in Faerun, an absolute grand event. No matter what, he had to get involved.

"So, lord, there are already detailed arrangements. I was overthinking. I have no problem. The meeting can continue." Veronica nodded and sat back in her seat.

Nora took off her helmet, revealing a loli face that did not match her body shape, and then said: "Since these people are following General Copperfield back, he knows them best and has enough influence. Why not let General Copperfield continue to command them?"

Without waiting for Copperfield to express his opinion, Gavin denied it: "This is also a waste of talent. Although I will go with you as the commander-in-chief, it will take a long time. Our territory is now too scattered. I must spend a lot of energy on the territory. Those trivial military affairs must be handled by someone throughout the process. This position must be General Copperfield."

According to the original idea, Copperfield is the commander-in-chief of this immigration, and all matters, big and small, are given to him to handle.

After all, he has enough reputation in Tethyr, and his temperament is steady and mature. Not to mention his ability, he is a man who has fought against the pirates of the Nelanthar Islands for decades with a warship. His ability to make decisions and change strategies is definitely not bad.

In the past month, he has proved with practical actions that even without a warship, he is a qualified general on land and can lead a group of cavalry to roam freely.

But now the scale of immigration has far exceeded Gavin's original plan, and the commander-in-chief can only be himself.

"I see." Nora nodded involuntarily, "There is indeed no one more suitable than General Copperfield for this deputy commander position. But in this case, Lord, there seems to be no more suitable candidate under your command. There is really no way. Let me take charge?"

"Don't worry." Gavin shook his head and looked at Copperfield, "General, do you have a suitable person to recommend?"

Copperfield nodded and said, "I do have a suitable candidate here. He is not only familiar with the situation of these people like me, but also showed extraordinary strategic and tactical thinking along the way. We can turn danger into safety several times. He has made great contributions. If he is in charge, he will definitely bring us a big surprise. The only flaw is that his own combat effectiveness is still insufficient. He must be equipped with a powerful deputy to help him suppress those unruly mercenaries and be responsible for his safety..."

"Are you talking about him?" Gavin's eyes fell on the childish young man standing behind Copperfield. He did not show any surprise, but an expression of expected.

"Yes." Copperfield nodded affirmatively and said, "Darren, haven't you met the Lord yet? Don't you usually call yourself the Lord's apprentice? Why are you so timid now?"

The young man hurried out of the line, knelt on one knee, looked at Gavin excitedly, and said loudly: "Darren meets the young master, meets the Lord."

Gavin took a lot of effort to connect the young man in front of him with another image in his memory. The amazing memory also has its disadvantages. His memory of him is still stuck in more than half a year ago when he left Tesser.

In less than a year, the young man who looked like a bean sprout has grown more than a head and his body has become two times thicker, but it is not exaggerated. Instead, he is somewhat similar to himself, except that some physical characteristics show that he is not very old.