Chapter 142

Originally, since the medicine was produced, it should be distributed directly, but... Until now, Soga suddenly found that although he had 10000 regular troops and 100000 slave soldiers, in fact, he could not command at all, because... All senior generals were killed by him and the six winged Phoenix Angel gate!

Thinking of this, Suoga couldn't help sweating. Fortunately, no enemy attacked. Otherwise, how should we organize everyone to fight in this state? How will Soga's order be conveyed?

While thinking, Soga quickly sounded the alarm and gathered all the soldiers. Then... After preparing a speech, Soga rushed to the square. Unlike the last time, this time, slave soldiers and regular soldiers gathered on the big square and listened to Soga's speech at the same time.

Looking at the sea of people below, Soga said in a deep voice: "everyone, we all know that because of the rebellion of general naifa, the senior generals in the army have been killed. Now everyone is in a state of no leadership and no management, and this is absolutely impossible."

After a slight pause, Soga continued: "now, I hope you can recommend leaders to lead you in production, work, March and battle. As for the selection standard, it is up to you to measure it, no matter from what angle."

Hearing Soga's words, everyone began to talk. Generally speaking, the officers in the army are appointed by their superiors and have never been selected. This method is absolutely novel and creative. The officers elected by everyone are the most convincing officers.

Looking at the following scene of discussion, Soga couldn't help laughing bitterly. In fact, he had no way. He didn't know the army, the prestige and popularity in the army. He appointed rashly. The appointed candidates may not be convinced by everyone.

Of course, Soga also thought about letting the six winged Phoenix angels serve as officers, but first of all, in terms of age, they are only in their early twenties to manage soldiers in their sixties, which is obviously inappropriate, and the six winged Phoenix angels don't have this time to waste here.

Moreover, even if we are willing to accept the leadership of the six winged Phoenix angel, we can't convince the public. If we want to convince everyone, we can't just have strength. Prestige and prestige are the most important. For these soldiers, how can the six winged Phoenix angel have prestige and prestige?

In Soga's bitter smile, a slave soldier near the podium said, "Sir, do we slave soldiers also need to select officers?"

"Well?" He looked at the slave soldier who spoke suspiciously, and Soga said, "didn't you have an officer before?"

Nodded definitely, the slave soldier smiled bitterly and said, "of course not. Every time we go to war, we will be driven to the front line. We don't need the leadership of the chief, just rush forward."

"Dizzy..." after hearing the words of the slave soldier, Soga understood that these slave soldiers were just cannon fodder. They withstood several waves of arrow rain, and then impacted each other's formation. That's their function.

While thinking, Soga said flatly: "of course, you should choose. From now on, you should carry out the military establishment and military management like regular soldiers. You should not only choose the officers, but also choose the whole officers!"

Just speaking of this, Nefarian gently stabbed Soga and said, "young master, if they are organized to form a unified leadership, once they rebel, the disaster will be very serious. The reason why the hardworking soldiers are not allowed to select officers is precisely taking this into account."

"This..." after listening to Nefarian's words, Soga couldn't help frowning. He knew that he thought things simple. In this world, he is not the only one who is smart, he can think of it, and others can think of it, but because of various reasons, there is no way to implement it.

Soga really wants to take back what he said, but since he said it, he can't take it back, especially in front of so many people. No matter how much he suffered, he has to recognize it. Otherwise, he won't be Soga!

Thinking, Suoga fiercely clenched his teeth and said categorically, "I don't care if you will rebel. If someone wants to rebel against me, it must be because I don't do well. If I do well, even slave soldiers will support me."

Speaking of this, Soga turned to look at the square of the regular army and said loudly: "as for you, you should also elect your own officers as soon as possible. As for the selection method, I will not interfere, but... I warn you that the right of election is sacred and can not be tarnished. If anyone dares to practice favoritism, the military law will not tolerate it!"

As soon as Soga's words fell, a Montmartre Knight lined up and went to the podium. First, he respectfully saluted the army, and then respectfully said, "Baron Soga, I think... Your selection and selection are completely unnecessary!"

"Er!" Hearing the soldiers' words, Soga's face changed slightly and his heart was secretly worried. Do... These guys don't want to listen to their own arrangements because they are young?

In Soga, the soldier continued: "Baron Soga, in fact, we already have the most authoritative candidate in our mind. I think... Not only me, but all our comrades in arms think so!"

At this point, the soldier turned his head and shouted, "brothers, let's say, who is our best officer?"

"General Howie! General Howie! General Howell... "With the soldier's words, all the soldiers couldn't help shouting. Looking at everyone's expression of excitement and respect, Soga knew that Howell's prestige and prestige were absolutely terrible, and no one could overwhelm him.

With a smile and a nod, Soga said, "well, although I don't know General Howe yet, I believe that the one who can get so much love and respect from everyone must be a respected elder. I understand what you mean!"

Speaking of this, Suo enlarged his voice: "I don't know who is general Howell. Please come out and let the boy see his face!"

With Soga's words, a knight with steel armor took a big step and came out of the queue. Although he was just walking, the pride emanating from his whole body was enough to make people look sideways. This is definitely not a simple person.

"Crunchy..." when he came to Soga, General Howe leaned out his right hand, lifted the protective helmet covered in front of him, and revealed a dignified and solemn face. After a clean military salute, General Howe said in a deep voice: "soldier Howe, have you seen Baron Soga!"

"No, no, no..." facing Howe's military salute, Soga smiled and shook his head and said, "don't you hear the roars of the soldiers? Now you are no longer a soldier. You are the general of the whole mengma army! "

Speaking of this, Soga paused slightly, frowned and thought for a long time. Soga said flatly: "soon, I will apply for a knight regiment, and you are also the deputy head of the knight regiment in addition to your status as a general!"

At this point, Soga fell into meditation and whispered, "you are the pride of the dawn. The dawn is hope. Hope should be represented by green, so... You will be the green Angel Knight!"

"Green Angel knights?" After a few words of doubt, general Howell nodded with admiration and said, "indeed, the green choice is no longer right. Green not only represents hope, but also the representative color of the earth system, and our mengma army is the army of the earth system! There is no better color than this.

"Hei hei..." after hearing Howell's words, Soga couldn't help laughing. The four legions of blood Angel mercenaries, black angel thieves, Golden Angel merchants and green Angel Knights have been established respectively. If the two legions of blue angel and light angel are established again, it will be the six Archangel legions. As one person, it has six legions at the same time, And they are all top legions. It's exciting to think of it.

While thinking, Soga suddenly remembered that he seemed to have established the green Angel adventure group. Isn't this repeated? Looking at Howe with a bitter smile, Soga knows that up to now, he can only change the adventure group into a blue angel! This green angel can only be used by the Knights.

In this regard, the five legions of green angels, blue angels, blood (red) angels, Golden (yellow) angels and Black Angels have been successfully established. Only the last light angel Legion can achieve Soga's expected goal.

Looking at the serious Haowei in front of him, Soga said seriously: "well, now, take your subordinates back to the barracks, select the backbone of the army and build the management. Note that you must send me the list before 8 p.m. and hold the appointment meeting at 8 a.m. tomorrow!"

"Pa!" He looked at Soga excitedly and trembled slightly. After a crisp military salute, Howell turned and walked back to the team without saying a word. Soon... 5000 Montmartre Knights quickly left the square under his leadership.

Taking back his eyes, Soga looked at the 5000 spearmen and sorted out his ideas. Soga said in a loud voice, "well, it's your turn now. Tell me, who is the general in your mind?"

As soon as Soga's words fell, the opposite side was quiet for a while, and then all the spearmen shouted with one voice: "general Jason! General Jason! General Jason! General Jason! "

With a smile and a nod, Soga beckoned slightly and motioned Jason to step out. Under Soga's hint, a figure with a strong body and not too high walked out of the queue.

Lift the visor on his face. It was a middle-aged soldier in his 40s. Although he was much younger than the mengma knight, it was definitely a veteran.

"General Jason, isn't he?" Soga smiled.

Facing Soga's inquiry, general Jason nodded fearlessly and said flatly, "yes, Baron Soga, I'm just Jason's tail."

Smiling and nodding, Soga said seriously“ My requirements for you are exactly the same as those for general Howell. Before tonight, I must sort out the list of management and officially hold the appointment meeting at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning! "

Hearing Soga's words, general Jason, like general Howell, trembled with excitement. After working hard for so long, he finally got a chance to stand out. It's really important for a soldier.

As the saying goes, a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier. Every soldier is eager to be a general. But in the past, generals were appointed by the imperial court and the superior. No matter how good their performance is, it won't be of much use. Even if they have made great achievements, they will be falsely led by the superior, and their future will be far away.

But now, as soon as he came to power, Soga adopted the selection method, allowing all the soldiers to elect their own officers. In this way, everyone finally has the opportunity to stand out. This is too important for every soldier.

After explaining the affairs of the two legions, Soga looked around at the slave soldiers. Seeing Soga's inquiring eyes, everyone shouted before Soga could speak.

"Red foot Roger... Red foot Roger... Red foot Roger... Red foot Roger..." the cry changed from sparse to close, from plain to rough waves, and later, the roar of 100000 people was earth shaking.

Looking at the excited and crazy worship expression of the slave soldiers below, Soga was curious. Who is this Roger? Why is it so popular? How could it be a simple character that can make 100000 slave soldiers love so much!

As mentioned earlier, the slave soldiers here are criminals who have violated the laws of the Holy Light empire. They come here to atone for their sins. In this life, they can only be slave soldiers forever.

These 100000 slave soldiers have gathered imperial criminals for nearly a hundred years. Although most of them have died, they are absolutely outstanding people who can survive countless battles as cannon fodder!

First of all, criminals themselves are not simple. Now... They can survive countless battles, which is even more complicated. It is rare that slave soldiers can return in a hundred battles with their armor and equipment and their role of cannon fodder. Their treasure is more exaggerated than that of montma knights.

Moreover, the most incredible thing for Soga is that what kind of person is a person who can make 100000 criminals so excited and respected? You know, it's easy to convince the soldiers, but it's heaven's talk at night to convince these rebellious and precarious slave soldiers.

"PATA... PATA... PATA..." while Soga was wondering, the slave soldiers were separated. A thin, tall and handsome young man, supported by a strange slave soldier, came out of the crowd.

As a slave soldier, there is no fixed military uniform. You can wear whatever you like. Even if you want to go into battle with bare arms, no one will say no. as can be seen from the guys behind the young people, you can wear everything. It's strange and everything.

However, the young man walking in front is different. His clothes are very exquisite. Although he has no noble badge, he is simply more noble than the noble against the background of his excellent temperament. At a glance, Soga can see that this guy must be the descendant of some noble. Otherwise, he can't have such temperament!

Under Soga's gaze, the young man stood in front of the podium, his legs diverged, his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked at Soga with a smile: "yo! Are you the new Baron Soga? It doesn't look big... "

You're welcome. You're very welcome. Looking deeply at the rebellious young man in front of him, Soga knows that the other party's attitude is definitely not the attitude that an officer should have.

If it were someone else, he would be angry because of this guy's arrogance. Even if he didn't punish him immediately, I'm afraid he would be driven away. He would never let such a guy be his subordinate. This thing can't command at all.

But Soga is different. This young man is really different. Although his expression is lazy, his posture is arrogant and even impolite, his eyes reveal everything in his heart.

What kind of eyes are they? Although they are divine, they are so confused and desperate. Looking at each other's shining eyes, Soga appreciates them. Is he testing?

While thinking, Soga smiled, slowly stepped away and walked down the stage. Seeing this scene, red foot Roger couldn't help showing an unexpected look, but on the surface, he still stood there lazily, with a relaxed smile on his face and completely unmoved.

Under everyone's gaze, Soga walked slowly in front of Roger, stood a meter in front of him, and looked directly at Roger, brave and fearless.

For a moment, the whole square was silent, and everyone was secretly worried that Roger treated Baron Soga so rudely, Soga absolutely had the right to execute Roger immediately. Now when they saw such a confrontation, everyone couldn't help holding their breath and silently observed the development of the situation.

In this way, under the breath holding gaze of 100000 slave soldiers, Soga and Roger looked at each other and searched for the answer they wanted from each other's eyes.

I don't know how long it took. Finally... Soga's cold face gradually burst into a smile, slightly touched his hand and slowly extended it to Roger. At the same time, Soga said in a low voice: "re introduce me, I'm the new mayor of dawn City, Baron Soga. Nice to meet you, Roger!"

Facing Soga's courtesy, Roger was slightly shocked. Then he took his hand out of his trouser pocket, gently held it with Soga, smiled and said, "I'm Roger. Nice to meet you, noble Baron Soga!"

Listening to Roger's words, Soga smiled more. Sure enough... As Soga expected, this guy must be a descendant of the aristocracy. When you face him with aristocratic etiquette, no matter what his heart thinks, as an aristocrat, he can't face people coldly. Even if he is an enemy of life and death, he has to live on the surface. This is the aristocracy!

While thinking, Soga laughed, fiercely stretched out his arm, hooked Roger's neck, dragged Roger and walked towards the grandstand. As he walked, he whispered something to Roger. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.