Rock is a private in the Kingdom of Faustin. He started his military service at the age of 14 and is now a four-year veteran. He was in a good mood today, because it was the day of the army’s pay. The kingdom’s private class had three silver dels a month. In addition to the two silver dels that Baron Ketozi personally provided for his soldiers, he could get four. Yin Dele, why is there a missing one, because the military pays out of the state, the military always has to steal a sum of money, this is the practice.
Locke can’t wait to get these four silver delle, and then ask the baron’s caravan to send three of them back to his hometown. He hopes that his sister can buy a ribbon that he likes, with no hair on it. Wrapped in rough linen, and hoping that their parents can eat a meal or two of white bread in the next month, they are already in poor health. For the remaining silver Dele, Locke still stayed to invite his brothers to drink. As a small and powerful private, he was the captain of a 10-person team.
He knew that his brethren had a hard time, too. The 3rd class only got two silver dlers every month, and the servants only had one. They needed to break their money into copper dlers one by one. To spend, both to subsidize the family and to spend on one’s own, this is simply not enough. In order to make the battle more united, and to have a few men who were loyal to him and could block him twice at critical moments, Locke never cared about entertaining guests.
His ten-man squad consists of five third-class soldiers and five servants. Except for three of these guys who were added to their squad two months ago, the rest are brothers who have been fighting together for at least half a year. Now, most of them are the same age as Locke, but their military age is younger than that of Locke. They are all recruits who have only joined the army for one or two years. Most of them admire their squad leader Locke from the bottom of their hearts, because their brother Locke has both Generous and loyal, he always took his brothers to have a drink every time he got the ring, even after the battle. The most important thing is that they were more or less taken care of by Locke during the battle. A little care made them Squad members are rarely attritioned after the first battle, and with battle after battle, the members of their squad are getting better and better, and the squad survival rate is getting higher and higher.
This is also quite famous in the entire military camp. Whether it is a recruit or a veteran, as long as he is younger than Locke or similar to him, he will be called Big Brother Locke. This is respect for the strong. Besides, it is said that Locke killed a lot of barbarians in the Charlo Kingdom in the battle two months ago, and his merits are about to accumulate to the first class.
Locke went to the quarters camp, which not only distributed military salaries, but also served as a trading field in the military camp, where you can buy everything you want. A mellow ale? Sharp fine iron long sword? A warhorse with good endurance? Or a beautiful woman. It has everything here, and Baron Kedozzi takes great care of the needs of his soldiers. But only if you have money. . . Or, you have the right. As Private Locke, his capital may have just reached the standard here, but he rarely spends it here. It’s not just him. In the military camp, soldiers who basically have families and family burdens will not come here to spend. It is not because the soldiers have strong self-control, but because the silver Deler in their pockets can’t hold their hands.
“Hey, Locke! Your pay!” With a rough roar, a big man with a big waist and a full beard threw a bag of money to Locke. Locke opened it and saw that there were three silver gleaming silver delle and One hundred copper derlers.
“Uncle Josak, go have a drink in the afternoon?” Locke said to the bearded man with a smile.
“How many times have I told you, call me the squadron leader in the military camp! You kid! You want to kill me with one cup? At least two cups!” Uncle Yoshack scolded Locke with a smile.
Locke invited Uncle Joshak to drink not only to be polite, but also to promote his military rank. His military exploits are about to reach the first class. The first class is a dividing line for all soldiers. The baron will bestow on him the practice of fighting qi, which is the way to advance to the rank of knights, and the first-class soldier can at least be a deputy captain. An old-fashioned first-class soldier like Uncle Shayoke is directly appointed as a Squadron’s.
Uncle Josak agreed to Locke’s request not only to take care of his face, he thought he was a potential young man, but Uncle Josak and Locke came from the same town, Mine Town. In fact, most of the people in their brigade came from one place, led by Kaido Qi. It can be said that Uncle Yoshak has given him a lot of help in the four years that Locke joined the army, from the time he started as a servant until he became the current second-class soldier. Uncle Yoshak can also be said to have watched Locke grow up over the years. He is also willing to help this young man. This time drinking, he is going to give some advice about Locke and give him guidance on how to advance to the first class.
“No problem, I’ll call you when the time comes!” Locke collected the purse and left. The delicate armor, sharp swords and the women around him scratching their heads and showing off their faces made him almost suffer from pink eye disease. A pair of ordinary armor needs at least 100 silver dels, which is a kinder, and a good long sword needs at least 10 silver dels, and if you spend the night with a good-looking woman, there is not a single silver Le you are embarrassed to open the door of others. Locke doesn’t have much spare money. His equipment so far is a pair of torn leather armor, a notched but still sharp iron sword, an iron spear, and a short dagger hidden in his boots.
Locke went back to his team’s tent and watched his subordinates sitting together in twos and threes playing cards and bragging. He was also infected by the relaxed atmosphere. Locke kicked Kane, who was shouting while playing cards. This guy is a squad scout, a third-class soldier, a calm ambush scout on the battlefield, and a carefree loud voice in life. He, Locke, and the team’s sword and shield hand, Hans, have the best relationship. They have been comrades in arms for more than two years. “Take you to drink in the afternoon, and now bring me lunch! Don’t fool around here!” Locke said to the team.
“Hey, boss, can you stop kicking my ass? The kick is swollen. What should I do next time I go to scout and get caught?” Kane winked at Locke, which made everyone in the tent laugh.
“Don’t be afraid of swelling, I’ll go to Brother Ritchie to borrow a mint tablet for you to apply, and it will be good the next day!” The spearman Yard teased, this guy is also a third-class soldier. The Ritchie brothers are a famous pair of gays in the camp. They are often asked to show up in the trial of the tough enemy prisoners. As for the mint chips, they always keep them for the swelling after a certain activity, after all. Fight the next day.
“Go away, little Yard is itchy, don’t you dare to molest you, Uncle Kane, be careful that I’m not showing mercy on the training ground” Of course, the words in Kane’s tone were more joking than reproach.
The daily fun of these gangsters is playing cards, bragging, and teasing each other. Everyone has practiced a good mouth. Locke likes to see this phenomenon very much, because it improves their team invisibly. of cohesion. “Stop talking, go get the meal, and take my share with you.” Locke scolded his gang with a smile. “Kane, don’t steal my meat, or you won’t be able to drink in the afternoon!”
“Don’t, boss, no one will steal it. Whoever steals it will cut him off! Hans, let’s go!” Kane promised before leaving.
In order to motivate the soldiers to fight bravely and strive for honor and merit, a lot of hierarchies have been established in the military camp, which can be shown in terms of meals. Servants, every meal is chestnut cake, potato soup; third class, black bread, potato soup; second class, wheat cake, a piece of meat, potato soup; as for first class, every meal is in the tent in the center of the barracks I ate with the baron and the captain, and it was said that they ate white bread and broth. However, this kind of treatment is not something that ordinary people can have. There are more than 500 people in the battalion, and only less than 15 people can dine in it, including: 4 infantry squadron captains and their 4 deputies, cavalry squadron captain Will Knight, Brigade captain Baron Kedozzi, along with his eldest son Sauron and his butler, Locke had long been looking forward to enjoying the white bread.
It didn’t take long for Locke’s men to return, and Kane gave him the lunch that belonged to Locke. “Boss, you see how big this piece of fat is, can I eat it for you?” Kane said with a smile.
“Go away, Hans and I will go to the quarters camp later. Have you all received your military salaries? Who wants to send money to the family, send the money to Hans, and I will send it for you later” Locke took it Lunch, then kicked Kane and turned to his players.
Perhaps the word ‘home’ is too far away for the soldiers in the war. After hearing it, everyone was silent for a while, and most of them nodded. In other teams, it is taboo for the captain to ask the players for military salaries, which may lead to mutiny, but in Locke’s team, this is not the case, because when the players need to borrow money, Locke never frowns.