Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 374 The Lord Wants Us To Go Streaking?

A rain made the recruits dizzy, and their minds were full of complex formations and the sound of crackling rain. For them, this was more uncomfortable than the hungriest days in the past year.

Especially when they saw the surprised expression on Azike's rather handsome face, as if to say: "Why can't you understand such a simple thing", the recruits felt that their blood pressure would rise a bit. cut.

Just when a group of people tried their best to support their heads in the meeting room of the Boyle Chamber of Commerce, trying to avoid Azike's sight, pretending to recite the textbooks while trying to get more sleep, they heard the door of the meeting room behind them suddenly open, The young lord who hadn't shown up for a few days appeared at the door.

"It's Lord Lord!"

Someone yelled softly, and for a moment everyone looked towards the door.

The lord at the door beckoned to the "lecturer" in front of the front desk, and the lecturer immediately walked to the door, leaving a sentence: "wait for the random test", and closed the door.

The meeting room suddenly exploded.

The recruits sitting close to the door may have sharp ears, or the newly installed door in the meeting room after being pierced by Cyril is not so soundproof. Immediately, someone whispered: "They are still at the door, talking... to send troops?"

"Send troops?!" Hagen Trogne, who was still drowsy just now, suddenly regained his energy, and groped towards the door, and his new recruit who also held the position of "captain" also moved in the same way—— The captain of the shields, that young man from Siliki, Wolfston, and a captain of the halberdiers who didn't talk much, but looked very good-tempered, seemed to be called "Antonis Alex" with.

"Lord, let them clean up the creature's lair? This is absolutely not possible. It's finally getting better. Half of them will die, and I'll take it over again?" Azike whispered, staring at the pale face in front of him, who couldn't hide his expression. The tired young man knew that the lord was busy breaking through, but he didn't know that he thought it was the noble young master who indulged too much.

And the request he made was even more absurd, let this group of recruits directly go out to clear the lair of monsters——

"It's just a forest dog, plus a little red feather eagle." Cyril spread his hands, "It's really not difficult, it's much easier than the military academy graduation assessment..."

Azike rubbed his temples, shook his head and said, "Do you compare the people here with Sol Conan?"

"Why, Solkonan is more noble and superior?"

"No, that's not what I meant. It's just that they follow the regular army to destroy the herd of beasts, and they have learned it for at least three or four years. How many days have we been here?"

Azike frowned: "They don't even know how to change the formation, although they don't need to know much about the formation to deal with a group of monsters..."

"Then what's the hesitation?"

"Equipment!" Atzke's eyes lit up, and he finally remembered what he was going to say, "Let's not talk about armor, even the weapons were only prepared by the Boyle Chamber of Commerce in the past few days. What's the difference between running naked in front of monsters?"

"Equipment, you don't have to worry about this." Cyril smiled, "Although there are no particularly sophisticated weapons, the first batch of armor has been made."

They communicated quickly and quietly, while the third captain of the recruit who was leaning against the door listened, his expression gradually became weird.

"What did the lord and the lecturer say?" The people around urged, the three people almost blocked the door, and no one else could hear it.

"The lord and the lecturer seem to want us to clean up something, then be noble or something, and then go... naked?"

"Clean up? Noble? Run naked? Does the lord want us to go, to curry favor with the noble lady of Fort Manderks?"

The crowd seemed even more excited, and there was an atavistic ape-like sound in the conference room.But within a few seconds of the sound of ape chirping, the door was pushed open with a "wow", Azike's expressionless face poked in, his eyes swept around the room, and he let out a sneer.

"It's over—" the recruits wailed in their hearts almost at the same time, while Azike lowered his head and looked at the three captains who were squatting on the ground in front of them and hugging their heads.

"Hagen, Wolfe, Antonis, and——Chloe, come out, others, and copy the basic formation change diagram fifty times."

Amidst a burst of sobs, the captain of the sword, the captain of the shield, the captain of the halberd, and the last female soldier who was picked away by Memphis that day, that is, the captain of the archer, were picked out by Atsk and followed him all the time. Ke walked outside the chamber of commerce.

There are carriages parked outside the originally empty Chamber of Commerce, and Cyril is communicating with the people on the carriages.

"My lord." They saluted together, but they heard Cyril say: "Are these the best in the current team?"

"Yes." Atzke said.

"Choose fifty of the new recruits, 15 for each of the halberds and shields, and ten for each of the swords and archers. Is it possible?"

Azike turned his attention to a few people.

"No problem." The female soldier Chloe was the first to speak. Her expression was extremely calm, and she really looked like Memphis.

At this moment, Hagen, Wolfe, and Antonis realized that the lord was asking them. The three of them quickly passed the recruits they were in charge of in their minds, and they responded one after another: "No problem."

Cyril showed a satisfied expression, and reached out and knocked on the carriage compartment, "These carriages are all newly made armors, now go and call for as many people as I want, come here to choose within 10 minutes, first come first served, then Go back and prepare your luggage, and leave the city in the afternoon."

The three of them were stunned again, and then they showed a look of surprise—distribute armor to them, and they have to go out of the city. Doesn't this mean that there is a fight and they don't have to continue squatting in the conference room to endorse?
They immediately began to screen in their minds the "elite" who could be selected to participate in the battle, and at the same time turned around and rushed towards the chamber of commerce, unaware that while they were in a daze, the female soldier Chloe had already opened her legs first, It was already at the door of the meeting room.

"Lord." Azike couldn't help shaking his head and laughing while listening to the building that was about to shake due to the noise of recruits, "It seems that they are really crazy, but they don't have theoretical knowledge, and they can't fight people ah."

"It needs to be tempered by actual combat." Cyril leaned back, "There are few people now, and you are in charge of commanding. Actual combat can make them understand what the things you said are useful. We don't have much time."

"Hurry up? What's the rush?" Atzke asked puzzled, "The Vader family won't cross from the Black Forest either."

"They won't, but we have to face another opponent first." Cyril tapped his forehead twice, "Duke Amasir, I want to take these people with me to the Wind Festival."

Atzke took a deep breath.

It is too exciting to directly challenge the elite of an entire region with local recruits. The news came so suddenly.

"But before that, there is one more problem." Cyril suddenly smiled awkwardly, then pointed to the carriage.

"These armors... are not protective?" Atzke asked suspiciously, "I remember it was made of the skin of the petrified monitor lizard."

"Yes, that's right, but the problem is..." Cyril shook his head, then took Atsk into the carriage and picked out a piece of leather armor.

After a while, only endless embarrassment remained on Atzke's face.

"I'm sorry, recruits." He shouted silently in his heart.

(End of this chapter)