Noble Emblem

Kirstin felt that his views had been refreshed. He had never heard of a professional who specialized in commanding.

Old God Beta said on the ground: "The battlefield flag bearer is the soul and faith of a team. As long as you are on the battlefield and carry the flag without falling, the soldiers will never retreat and they will fight to the last man. But on the contrary, As long as the banner you are carrying falls, even if you have tens of thousands of troops, you will be defeated. Unless there is another commanding professional who takes over the banner in your hands."

"What you said reminds me of a person, the God of War more than a hundred years ago, Gumball Hesse." Kirstin said with admiration: "Legend has it that he is not very strong, but he has extremely high With his charisma and military talent, as long as he appears with the Star-and-Moon War Flag, whether it is his direct team or friendly forces, they will act like crazy barbarians, madly attacking all enemies that stand in the way. No matter how ugly they are, Orcs and terrifying dragons... he is invincible."

"Am I the same person?" Cortins's face was full of doubt.

"Whether it is or not, you will know after you try it yourself." Beta said with a smile: "You take a spear, tie it with your family's heraldry and battle flag, then take a shield, and then find an opponent at random, and you will understand. ”

Cortins was still suspicious, but looking at Beta's indifferent expression, his intuition told him that the other party was not lying.

He shook his head vigorously at the golden bell on the table, and the noisy bell almost rang through the entire manor. After a while, the housekeeper pushed the door open and came in.

"Jason, bring our family's battle flag and a leather shield. Also...let the soldiers gather in the open space behind the manor."

Although he didn't understand why the head of the family suddenly summoned soldiers, the housekeeper obeyed the order and went out.

"Sir Beta, can I ask you for guidance?"

Beta naturally agreed happily.

The two went downstairs and came to the open space behind the manor. This is where soldiers are usually trained.

There was about ten centimeters of snow. When the two stepped on the snow, Kirstin's entire shoe sank into the snow, while Beta only made a light footprint on the snow.

The two of them breathed whitely and waited patiently in the open space. Not long after, the steward was the first to come over. He was carrying a battle flag and an exquisite leather shield, staggering over in the snow.

"Master, here it is!" The panting butler handed the battle flag and leather shield to Kirstin.

The moment he took the battle flag, Kirstin felt a strange feeling flow from the battle flag, and he couldn't help but be alert. Then he felt that what he was holding was not the battle flag, but the battle flag. An extension of one's own arm.

"Wave it around." Beta's voice came from the side.

Kirstin did as he was told, and the long flagpole drew a huge semicircle, and the flag opened in an instant, making a clattering sound as the flagpole danced.

The fierce wind swept the snow in front of Kirstin and spread it all over the sky.

"This this!"

Kirstin was dumbfounded and speechless. He was a professional, so he naturally knew how powerful this casual swipe was. This was a level he had never reached when using sword weapons. Even if he held a giant sword, he couldn't exert such power even with all his strength.

But now he was holding a slender wooden flagpole and hitting it casually, surpassing all his previous efforts.

"Is this true?" Kirstin murmured: "This is true... This is true!"

By the time he reached the third sentence, his tone had become extremely certain.

The sound of messy footsteps came from not far away, and soon a group of soldiers were seen running over.

When they saw from a distance that their master was standing majestically not far away, holding the family flag, they had a strange feeling.

It was as if the master standing there was no longer a weak, bloodless dandy, but an invincible general.

They couldn't help but steady their steps and straighten their chests. When they ran to the open space, they had formed five neat rows. Then they stood motionless, accepting the inspection of their masters like stone sculptures.

Beta looked at Kirstin, whose face was about to glow with excitement, smiled slightly, and left here quietly. He knew very well that the next step was Kirstin's protagonist time. If he stayed there, he would only make people angry. It feels like an eyesore.

When he was about to leave the manor, a panting man caught up with him.

It was Kirstin's butler. The middle-aged man gasped and said: "Your Excellency, please wait. At least let us take you back to the city in a carriage. This is the etiquette we should fulfill."

In this way, Beta returned to the hotel in a free carriage.

While he was on the carriage, he had been thinking about being the head of the envoy. It looked like a good job on the surface, but in reality it was full of crises.

The last envoy was completely wiped out when they were about to leave the country. No one was alive and no corpses were found. New envoys will naturally encounter this situation. Therefore, he must strengthen the combat power of the new envoy, but the current situation is that whether it is internal or external, the combat power is somewhat lacking...especially the internal deterrence combat power.

Of course, most of the personnel of the envoy will be selected by the royal family. The more this is the case, the more Beta will have to add its own personnel. He has been a lord for several years, and he knows very well that if there are not enough supporters in a team, or to put it in ugly words, there are not enough confidants, even if he is the leader on the surface, the envoy designated by the royal family It is also difficult for the group leader to speak up, and he will only end up being ignored.

In terms of strength, he can definitely be regarded as a combat power. Shirley in the mansion magic space can also be regarded as a combat power. Jessica can only be regarded as one-third of the combat power at most, but if she is released into battle , which is better than nothing, after all, he is a professional.

Although the three of them together were quite intimidating, he always felt that there was still something missing.

After getting off the carriage, he just lifted his legs to walk to the hotel when he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking on the street.

It was a young warrior. The opponent was holding a pitted iron shield and wearing old black armor. There was a lot of stubble on his young but determined face. He looked a little haggard and a bit... Lost.

Beta had a good memory. After thinking for a while, he remembered that this kid was the passionate young man who appeared when he was chasing Katie. If it weren't for the other party's obstruction, he would have captured Katie at least half a day earlier.

I didn't expect to meet this young man again, but it seemed that his life was not going well.

Let's go over and have a chat... This guy is pretty good, and he might be able to win over the envoys.

With this thought in mind, Beta turned and walked towards the somewhat downtrodden young warrior.