Red Blood Dragon Knight

On the night when the battle is over, the camp of the Fourth Army Corps will be very lively.

The soldiers who had been fighting for a day were as tired as the turtle grandson, but at this time they were all refreshed.

With their big bruised faces, they gathered around the bonfire with grinning teeth, [excited] discussing their draw today. Emotionally described his heroic deeds during the exercise.

Although it was only a draw, it was not easy for them. And now, they finally realized that they had a bit of a knack for fighting.

In other words, they now have more confidence in surviving the cruel war in the future. It's no longer the kind of rookie who used to be bullied and bumped into the wall.

In the headquarters of the center of the camp, Archbishop Sandos and his men are also sitting together. According to the regulations, the pros and cons of the exercise are being discussed.

Archbishop Santos was blushing right now, and he danced to tell his men about his experience on the battlefield today.

"At that time, watching a large group of people suddenly came up behind me, I felt that my eyes went dark, and I almost didn't faint. I thought: No, history may be repeating itself.

At this moment..."

Although the officers around were all helpless in their hearts-this is the third time that fat man told this story~!

But one by one also listened with gusto, at least from the expression, each expression was focused. Even Archbishop Santos's spitting star sprayed on his face without feeling.

"What happened at this moment?" An officer under his command urged with an anxious expression, his eyes widened, and his expression was quite frightened.

In Xiaobai’s words: No matter what time, this is a hard-failed baby~!

Not only must charge forward, retreat behind, help the boss cut people, block the knife for the boss, and give the boss a scapegoat. And from time to time, you have to play clowns and be ignorant. Fuck the boss hard.

Even if it is disgusting in my heart, I almost have to vomit, but the expression must be performed well, at least it must be at the Oscar level. In order to highlight the shining image of the boss's Gao Daquan and Wei Guangzheng, every kid who is a little brother is all the **** who should fly into the toilet happily, but the upper hand is halfway, the wings "click, and break. So from three Ten thousand feet of altitude fell all at once, and finally fell to the ground...

I really can't afford to hurt~!

Maybe the officer's performance was indeed in place, maybe Archbishop Santos was too active and didn't care at all.

Therefore, he brushed his head slightly and looked up at the top of the tent at an angle of forty-five degrees, his eyes moist, as if he could see the cowhide tent and the sky outside.

He paused for a while, and then said slowly and emotionally with a thick bass: "At this moment, just in the midst of that moment, our beloved Pope, and the wise and wise Deputy Commander-in-chief. The tall and tall image appeared before my eyes.

Under their warm and encouraging gaze, I suddenly came to my senses.

Then I thought to myself: yes~! It doesn't matter whether we are tired or painful, the key is not to let your majesty and the deputy commander-in-chief disappoint.

Thinking of your majesty’s unreserved trust in us, I felt that my whole body was full of energy and my waist was not sore, and my stomach pains disappeared. Even the old stomach problems that I had suffered for many years have alleviated all of a sudden.

What a few enemies are, with your majesty's support. Just three times more, no, ten times more, don’t be afraid~!

Thinking of this, my blood boiled for a while, and I didn't care about winning or losing. I flicked the rein and rushed up. "

The officers hurriedly flattered and yelled loudly.

"My lord is wise and takes the lead. The bravery and unparalleled saved our legion all at once."

"Yes, yes, I looked at the enemy in the front and the enemy desperately at the back, thinking that I was going to defeat again, but seeing the adults rushing up first, the brothers felt calm."

"Seeing the heroic gallop of the adults, we know that this time, our Fourth Army is definitely not defeated~!"

"That is, you still have to see your lord at the critical moment to turn the tide."

"......"

Suddenly, the eulogy was like a wave, flattering.

The back molars of Archbishop Santos’s smile came out, but he was still humble and waved his hands again and again, saying: "Brothers, brothers. This is all because of your encouragement to us. First of all, thank your majesty and The deputy commander-in-chief. Then it is our brothers who work together."

Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly they realized their faces, and they shouted in unison: "Yes, thank you, Your Majesty~!"

"Yes. We can achieve the current results, and the support of adults is inseparable."

"......"

Listening to the words of the officers at hand, Archbishop Santos nodded in satisfaction: Ji climbed up to his current position, and the archbishop had been in the court of the Holy See for many years. The resounding old fritters.

When this kind of achievement is made, the most important thing is to keep a clear mind.

Regardless of the results achieved, it must be emphasized that success depends first on the attention and support of the leaders, and then on own team efforts. This sequence must not be reversed.

Otherwise it is political wrong.

To fall into the eyes of others is an expression of pride and complacency.

As long as someone crooked his mouth, "I don’t know who I am until a tie is reached. I am proud and complacent and have no leadership. Domineering and unruly..."

But all these words, with a little bit of it in the ears of the adult, it is enough to make him drink several pots.

Although Archbishop Santos is not very capable of military affairs, he has been in the organization of the Holy See for twenty years. This political consciousness and the truth of dealing with people are clear.

"Be sure to tell my brothers, regardless of the grandson's question, we must first thank His Majesty the Pope."

Although he heard what everyone said, Archbishop Santos was still a little uneasy, and he told the officers seriously.

"My lord, don't worry, our Vatican Army is all cultural people. Just pull a person out, and the fourteen-line Latin hymn can be memorized several paragraphs.

It's different from the group of dead mounds who don't recognize a single character.

Brothers still have this awareness. "

"Yeah" Archbishop Sandos smiled and nodded, leaned back in his chair heavily, raised his hand to mō the bright and neat hair on his head, and said with feeling: "Fortunately, I didn't lose anymore, and I can finally have an explanation It's..."

As he talked, Archbishop Santos' eyes couldn't help but become a little red: Over the period of time, the archbishop himself has indeed been under great pressure.

Since I came here, I first did a fight, and finally left a bad impression on Lord Luo Jue.

Later, I participated in the exercise and lost another game.

It's so difficult~!

The Fourth Army can afford to lose up and down, but Santos himself cannot afford to lose.

The soldiers and officers were defeated, and at most they were laughed at, but Santos had already been personally named and supported by His Majesty the Pope and Lord Lorraine.

If you lose again, it will not hurt a person's face. It is the face of His Majesty the Pope. His Majesty is the spokesperson of God of Light in the world. In other words, in the end, he is losing the face of God of Light.

Don't say that Archbishop Santos is not courageous, even if he is courageous, dare to lose the face of Guangming God?

For the sake of his own future, Archbishop Edos must also surrender a score that can be seen, in order to thank His Majesty the Pope for his trust and the blessing of the God of Light.

Otherwise, the **** will have to make an exception and build a premium and luxurious package service for him.

During this period of time, Archbishop Santos has been under tremendous psychological pressure. This pressure cannot be said to others. Therefore, Archbishop Santos can only work hard to investigate the opponent’s movements, conceive battle plans, and think about victory and defeat. Gains and losses.

A tie that had been seen before finally let the Archbishop Santos breathe a sigh of relief.

Archbishop Sandos smacked mō, feeling that something was missing in his heart. He turned his head and thought about it, then suddenly he patted his forehead and said, "How can there be no wine at this time?"

The officers underneath looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Some slanderous even chún, and then sighed helplessly.

There is no alcohol in the army. This is the rule prevailing in the army of all countries.

It is still difficult for the army to transport grain and grass. The liquid wine to transport takes up space, and it is troublesome, and it is very prone to loss. Let alone the logistics soldiers who transport the wine, they must steal the wine or sell it for money. It is purely thankless.

The most important thing is that all the bosses know that drinking is a mistake. If the soldiers were allowed to drink and they were defeated because of this, it would be a big loss.

It is also illegal for soldiers to drink alcohol during wartime, and they will be punished heavily if they are caught.

So when marching and fighting, there will be no wine in the legion. The ban will only be lifted when it is modified.

But once Desheng returned, a variety of fine wines were offered.

For soldiers, fight hard if you want to drink.

Of course, this rule doesn't count as a problem for senior officers. Wabador likes to drink a few drinks when fighting. It is normal for officers to carry a few bottles of wine in their luggage.

These officers and soldiers used to like to find a tavern for a few drinks when there was nothing to do, and some even became addicted to alcohol.

But for more than a month after coming out, the Fourth Army was up and down without a drop of wine.

Fortunately, as soon as Archbishop Santos brought it up, everyone screamed out the alcohol bugs in their stomachs, and even Archbishop Santos felt a little dry mouth.

Archbishop Sandos patted a big tuǐ, then pointed to the military officer in charge, and said, "Who, Ampei, I will pay, you go to the town to buy all their wine, and you are getting some pork, beef, and mutton. Yes, give me a good reward today, brothers."

The subordinates naturally flattered themselves and praised "the wise adults" in unison.

Archbishop Sandos took out his pockets himself, the quartermaster received two thousand gold coins, and led a group of soldiers to the town quickly.

The soldiers of the Fourth Legion heard that they could drink a meal in the evening, and they were happy Shanhu Long live, and some people said that if they could drink twice every day, maybe we would have defeated the Ruman Legion.

Thousands of people from up and down in the Fourth Army stared at the camp gate eagerly, waiting for the quarters to bring the wine back, so that they could take a swig and let out the suffocation for this period of time.

Soon several people appeared at the camp gate.

"I'm back, I'm back." The soldier shouted and squeezed up, ready to see the timing. First, grab a bucket or two to get it back and enjoy it. Anyway, with so many people, the quartermaster wouldn't know who took it.

But when everyone surrounded the quarters officers, they were surprised to find that the quarters officers and his party were completely empty-handed, and there was nothing on the cart they pulled out.

"What's going on?" Archbishop Sandos walked out of the crowd.

He had been patrolling the camp just now, and he was about to give a passionate speech to the soldiers before the drink, which was a great boost to morale, but he was surprised to see that they did not bring back anything, which made Archbishop Santos feel Very shameless.

Archbishop Santos secretly said in his heart: Ordinarily it shouldn't. The town is not small in terms of scale. To be less, there are three to four thousand people. It is impossible to have a few pubs and restaurants, and besides, it has a winery.

Archbishop Sandos has long been familiar with the surrounding terrain. He knows very well that there are several wineries that grow grapes near the river valley, and each winery keeps stock in the ground.

With a helpless expression on his face, the quartermaster spread his hand to Archbishop Sandos, and said, "My lord, we walked around the town and every tavern opened."

Archbishop Sandos frowned and said, "Will you not knock on the door?"

The quartermaster said: "Knock, my lord, we knocked at every tavern and restaurant, and we ran through all the wineries. We called for a long time and no one opened the door."

Archbishop Sandos said suspiciously: "Is there no one in the town?"

As the saying goes, thieves pass like combs, and soldiers pass like grate. The archbishop also knows that civilians are very afraid of being soldiers. When they see an army nearby, the first thing they think about is desertion.

The quartermaster said angrily: "My lord, this is what makes the brethren puzzled. There are people in the room, but we don't open the door regardless of what we call."

Archbishop Sandos was puzzled by mōmō's forehead, and said, "Didn't you say that you paid for it?"

The archbishop secretly asked, did these guys get used to it and plan to grab someone’s things, and then hack the money I gave?

Hmm..., it is very likely~!

Archbishop Santos has seen this kind of thing in the Holy See too much, and he himself hasn't done it. After all, this method of making money is a hidden rule that everyone knows.

Archbishop Sandos looked at the quartermaster with suspicion.

The quartermaster was so dumbfounded that he wrinkled and explained: "My lord, we said, I even said, we add 30% to buy their things, but they don't open the door just like this."

"Didn't you say your identity?"

"Say, my lord, we said we were from the old and peacekeeping troops when we entered the town, but Ji" the quartermaster's expression was a little weird.

"But what?" Archbishop Santos said anxiously: "You mean it."

The quartermaster thought and said, "When we talked about our peacekeeping forces, everyone in the town ran home, and they all locked their doors."

"Unreasonable~!" Archbishop Santos yelled and said: "We are desperately crossing the ocean from thousands of miles away. It is wind and rain, marching and fighting, and even hail. What is it?

It's not for these Almohad people, they dare not welcome Master Wang?

This is really outrageous~!

A bunch of dead people, no real awareness.

Asshole, the asshole~! "

The officers and soldiers are also very enthusiastic, and the peacekeeping troops all have the same idea. They are here to help the Almohad.

This group of Almohad people should be grateful to Dade, and eat pots of pulp to welcome the king. Even if you don't welcome it, see if we come and run, what do you think of us.

Did the devil enter the village?

Aunt can bear it, uncle can't bear it.

Besides, everyone is just waiting for this bit of wine to be enjoyable. It's not that you don't need to pay for it. Are you Almohad people?

Queen Isabella still has to let our commander-in-chief soo!

You are upside down.

Archbishop Sandos rolled his eyes and said, "Come on, let's go to town to reason with the Almohad people and engage in activities related to the people."

"Okay~!"

Archbishop Santos led a large group of soldiers out of the camp, lit a torch, and walked towards the town.

The town really was just like the quartermaster said, the town was dark, except for barking dogs, no sound could be heard.

But Archbishop Sandos could clearly feel that someone was looking at them from cracks in the doors and windows.

Archbishop Sandos suddenly felt like he was in an enemy-occupied area.

Archbishop Santos took a turn around the town, not even seeing a lit yard.

"Go and bring me the mayor." Archbishop Sandos ordered to the officer behind him.

The officer scratched his head and said suspiciously: "But sir, we don't know where the mayor is?"

"I need to ask." Archbishop Santos glared at his hand and said: "The biggest house in the town is. Also, I asked you to ask for it. Don't use violence to me."

"Yes, sir." The officer responded, embarrassingly leading a few people to perform the task.

The town is dark and everyone is behind closed doors. You can't use violence, you have to invite people over. What should we do?

The officer went away confused, and for a while, a shout came from not far away.

"Caught it, caught it."

"Let you run for me, and run~!"

Soon afterwards, a group of people, surrounded by a 60-year-old man, came to the Archbishop of Sandos.

Archbishop Sandos looked him up and down a few times. It was obvious that the old man was very scared when he saw the old man. He crouched and bowed when he saw Archbishop Santos. He shouted to everyone, "See the general, and see the general."

Archbishop Santos took out the smiling face he had cultivated as a pastor all the time, walked up to the old man, took his arm, and said gently: "Hello, old man."

The old man hurriedly bowed and said, "Hello, Lord General."

Archbishop Santos said: "Old man, Lou are the peacekeepers, do you know that the peacekeepers?"

"Yes, yes, know, know." The old man said tremblingly.

Archbishop Sandos patted the mayor's hand and said, "We are here to buy something with everyone. You can buy something with huā money. You go and call everyone out."

Speaking, Archbishop Sandos grabbed a handful of gold coins~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and forced them into the old man's hand.

As the old man said, "Dare not dare", he glanced at the coin in his hand from the corner of his eye.

Feeling the weight of the pressing in his hand and the golden light reflecting the firelight, the old man straightened up suddenly, a greedy expression appeared on his face, and exclaimed: "Golden~!"

Archbishop Sandos nodded and smiled: "We are really here to buy things. Don't worry, go call everyone out."

Archbishop Sandos knows that no matter how hard the truth is in this world, it is harder than real gold and silver, and no matter how eloquent, it is no better than a pearl or gem.

The old man bowed respectfully and said loudly: "Yes, I'm going to the villain."

Then the mayor knocked on a brass gong and made a clanging sound. A few soldiers from the Fourth Army were behind him. They shouted along the street: "Villages, folks, come out. Lao He's troops don't grab food."

Archbishop Sandos smacked mō, how did he feel that the old man's words were a bit wrong. ! .