Martial arts masters in the wizarding world

"Lesuo, let me see the results of your training."

Byron was riding a brown war horse, wearing a half-body armor made of pure steel, with Quel'Sera hanging on his waist, looking forward.

A red battle flag stood behind him, and the fluttering red flag was engraved with the Sibal family's emblem, a golden phoenix.

Because of this emblem, the Sibal family is also known as the "Phoenix" family.

"Don't worry, Lord Baron. This army will definitely not disappoint you."

Leisuo's expression was serious and his tone was solemn. He no longer had the arrogant and unruly attitude of the past. He was still very serious in leading troops to fight.

It takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it takes a while to use it. Regardless of the loss of wealth, Byron gave Leisuo enough weapons and food to train the army. Now it is time to review the results.

As the 'Magic Disaster' changes intensify, more and more demons appear on the land. I heard that a baron has been attacked. Of course, that baron is far away from Byron's territory, and the monsters in the Siber Territory are not there yet.

Flooded to such an extent.

However, an apparently well-established demon army has recently appeared in his jurisdiction, probably numbering close to seventy or eighty little demons.

Although the size of this demon army is not large, even if Byron had enough patience and guarded for three days and three nights, he could kill this army by himself.

But this is not conducive to cultivating territorial strength, not to mention that with the increase in energy acquisition, the way the Tiandao system determines the harvest of little devils has changed.

Now, killing monsters by Byron's army can also provide him with energy, but the amount obtained will be reduced.

The further away from Byron, the greater the degree of attenuation. Beyond three kilometers, there is basically no benefit.

Moreover, the energy obtained from repeatedly killing the same monster will also decrease, which dispels Byron's idea of ​​​​obtaining energy by repeatedly killing little devils.

As more and more energy is injected into the Tiandao system, the system rules become more complete and omnipotent. After unlocking the "Martial Arts" module, the system's rule consciousness initially recovers, and it begins to gradually adapt to the concepts and systems of the new world.

Of course, this is not entirely a good thing for Byron, a "player".

If the Tiandao system had an anthropomorphic consciousness, it would definitely curse. Although the rules were changed, it did not withhold the part that Byron got. It was divided into "50-50" accounts. It just made the form of the accounts more reasonable.

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I don’t even think about how without its protection, the “players” would be today, they would just be ignorant wolves.

The above is a monologue from a senior system, assuming it is conscious.

"Array up!"

Leisuo kicked the horse's belly with his foot and jumped to the front of the army.

Following his heroic shout, the army of more than a hundred people immediately divided into four queues, and the movements were neat and fast, almost completed in an instant.

"Military discipline is quite strict."

Byron nodded upon seeing this. Not to mention their fighting ability, at least their appearance was not bad. It is hard to believe that many people inside were still refugees not long ago.

Leisuo still has some abilities, and Byron has a better understanding of this big man.

"If it weren't for Leisuo's temper, with his strength and ability to train soldiers, he would be more than enough to lead troops for a count."

Yin Laien was still very clear about Lei Suo's strength, and it was he who suggested Byron ignore the past grudges and use Lei Suo.

What Ling Yin Laien didn't expect was that Byron agreed so readily, which showed that his capacity to accommodate people was indeed extraordinary.

However, Byron didn't care at all. After all, it was "Byron" who had been offended before, not him, Yan Fei.

Lawrence stood behind Byron, guarding the lord. He was not incorporated into the army as an officer, and Byron planned to train him as his personal guard.

The four guards stepped forward together, making a "winter" sound on the ground, and there was almost no noise.

The soldiers of these four guards were all wearing steel armor and steel swords. Although it was just mail armor, it was good to know that the ordinary baron's guards had leather armor. These equipment consumed almost one-third of the original wealth of the Siber Territory.

Yin Laien felt heartbroken by Byron's lavish spending. No matter how rich he was, he couldn't afford to spend it like this. But thinking about the mithril vein underground, he felt much better.

There are also two guards on both sides. These are the private soldiers of the knights and nobles who had previously taken refuge with Byron. Byron promised not to take away their military power, so these guards belong to the small nobles themselves.

Of course, if you want to avoid being included, you have to personally lead the troops into battle. Many young nobles are already feeling scared. They have never seen such battles in their daily lives. At most, they have participated in rural fights.

Not only were the two groups of guards poorly equipped, some were holding dung forks and some were holding hoes, many of the soldiers were bent over and shrugged, looking sluggish and wearing rags.

Byron's army was in sharp contrast to these aristocratic private soldiers. They were completely crushed in terms of military discipline, momentum, appearance and equipment.

"Lord Baron, after this battle I am willing to hand over the command to you."

The person who spoke was a blond middle-aged nobleman, the master of a knighthood.

Gary looked at the black demon army in the distance. Although it hadn't come close yet, he already felt nervous in his heart, and the two groups were fighting.

Gary's knighthood was inherited from his father's generation. The old knight Gary was once a genuine knight-level strongman, and he only earned a knighthood after working hard for half his life.

The Gary knight who inherited the territory did not have the strength of his father. He was just a playboy on weekdays and would only occasionally tease the little girls in the territory. He had never seen such a big scene.

"Oh? It's my pleasure, Knight Gary. I believe Leisuo will train your army well."

Byron accepted the offer gladly. The so-called handing over command to him was actually selling his army. After all, Byron would not help him train his army in vain.

Due to his commitment, Byron could not directly reorganize the army of these small nobles, as it would be too ugly.

However, he already has the idea of ​​​​recruiting this group of noble troops and re-conferring the territory. After all, there must be many people who have made outstanding achievements in fighting against the demonic disaster. Territory and wealth are the greatest rewards for them.

It's just that there is no very suitable reason now, but Byron will not let a waste like Gary occupy the position of feudal lord in his name. He does not raise idle people, let alone useless people.

"Guards move forward, archers prepare!"

There was a group of guards who were all good at archery. They stayed where they were, took out their bows and arrows, and waited for instructions with bated breath.

The remaining three groups of guards took a step forward and formed a cone-shaped formation, with archers guarding the center on both wings.

Leisuo stands at the sharpest point of the awl. He will lead the charge and rely on his knight-level strength to carve a passage for the rear troops.

The soldiers were in full formation, ready to go, and ready to attack at any time.

And the footsteps of the demons are getting closer and closer.

"Let me see if this sword is as sharp as you say, Leisuo."

Byron looked forward and narrowed his eyes.