Chapter 967: Dragon Slaying Points

Joint exercise? !
The commanders of this gang were all stunned.
The experienced veteran generals were surprised: Just as soon as they set up camp, they have to start exercises, right?
The legion has just arrived, and it is necessary to take a rest, so that the soldiers can familiarize themselves with the local situation and have an excessive adaptation period to prevent them from being inadequate due to water and soil or other reasons.
All of them have fought for a lifetime and have extremely rich experience. Naturally, at this time, they should first stabilize the camp, understand the specific situation of each unit, integrate all aspects of their forces, and straighten out the relationship.
In short, it is not too late to make the command system smooth, and then start the exercise.
but……
Judging from the resolute expression of Grand Duke Julian, it seemed that he had made up his mind. Therefore, even though these people had some doubts in their hearts, they did not speak out.
These corps commanders, as the commanders of the troops, just need to take care of their own stalls. Just follow the order, when it's time to charge, let the younger brothers go up and cut people, and when it's time to retreat, take the big guy to run away. As for the others, they basically don't care.
Just like back then, when Lord Luo sent troops to attack Almohad, he ran faster than rabbits when he took credit. Later, he became even more intensified. When he caught the opportunity, he searched the nobles everywhere, scraping their land.
As for how about the whole army? How about supply transportation? These are all things that need high-level worries, Sir Alex is too busy to spend money, how can there be time to take care of the mess?
Correspondingly, these army chiefs now only care about the snow in front of their doors, and in addition to their different positions, they are not in charge of the overall situation like Lorraine and Julian do. Therefore, they naturally don’t know. Encountered big problems internally.
The archbishops of the Holy See didn't understand the meaning of the exercise at all. These people had no military experience at all.
They just take it for granted that the so-called exercises are simulated operations, and everyone should rehearse according to what may happen on the battlefield.
Of course, it’s more about the same as when riding a horse out every fall, grabbing a bow and arrow, and collecting food from the people.
Therefore, these archbishops have nothing to do with this: the exercise is exercise, or the exercise, just to let the Ruman see the power of the papal patrons.
These sloppy bishops have great confidence in the papal patrons they brought.
In order to perform as much as possible in front of the new Pope, and to climb to a higher position in the future, many people bring the elite that can be played by their own men.
The knights were very brave when they went to the countryside to grab food from the people. Riding a horse in armor, one can beat the old man and old lady who climbed down a small village. Purely speaking from the quality of individual soldiers, they may be really better than ordinary soldiers.
However, in addition to them, there are also experienced veteran generals who lead the Holy See Legion.
Among the branch halls of the Holy See, there are also some archbishops who know themselves, know how many bowls of dry rice they can eat, or are unwilling to lead soldiers for other reasons. Just entrust them to lead those troops.
At this time, these people also felt suspicious in their hearts.
However, whether they like it or not. They all know clearly: It is the duty of soldiers to obey orders, not to maintain justice.
Therefore, since the commander-in-chief has issued the order, they have only the obligation to execute it, and no power to question it.
Lorraine saw that there was no objection from everyone present, and immediately waved his hand to let the staff in the staff bring out a map of Almohad the size of a whole wall.
On this detailed map, the positions of the legions have been marked with the flags of each sè, a large area densely packed.
Lorraine walked to the map, pointed at the marker on the map with the baton in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Gentlemen, this exercise is completely close to actual combat. It is a combat exercise with real soldiers and live ammunition. You are required to be fully equipped. All staff, carry all materials and weights.
You treat it as a war. The results and results of the exercise will serve as an important basis for judging your merits.
The General Staff has a complete, absolutely fair, fair, and open guild points bah bah bah bah, a set of military points evaluation system. Absolutely put an end to black box operation.
For each corps commander and each corps, the original points are each twelve points. Do well to add points, but do not deduct points.
After the exercise is over, the twenty commanders with the lowest points will be reduced in salary and demoted to retain them in order to see the after-effects. Those with high points have priority in munitions dispatching, while loot distribution has a correspondingly higher distribution ratio, and the corresponding points can even be directly exchanged for profit."
Did you understand? "As soon as I heard of meritorious deeds and the final elimination, these corps commanders instantly became energetic, and it's not okay if they don't pay attention to it. It's a matter of their official position and future.
Why did everyone sharpen their heads and even join the peacekeeping force at the expense of relegation, expedition to Almohad, and flatten Hadu? Not because this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to gain reputation.
As long as you add such a sum to your resume, you can add a lot of points to the appreciation and promotion.
Even if you can't get promoted, you can at least retire with a one-level bonus.
Seeing Lorraine move out the last elimination, they knew in their hearts that it seemed to be a real game this time. Not playing games in the past.
"Alright, let's come." Everyone has this idea in their hearts. They only get fame right away. Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, and they don't have the will to fight, and they can't mix with the legion commander.
Everyone stared at the map and listened attentively to Lorraine's explanation.
Lorraine said: "Gentlemen, don't underestimate this exercise. Our mouthpiece is: We sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime.
When everyone listened, they were shocked. Even the most casual person sat up straight. Although this slogan has been called in the ears of the time when Sir Ferguson came, it is precisely because of this that it is more correct.
Those who go to the battlefield desperately hope that they can survive the war.
And now, Lorraine pointed out to them the most likely way to save their lives in the war. Of course everyone was on their hearts.
Some people even took out a small notebook and carefully recorded Ferguson's words so that they could use them when they went back to do ideological work for their little brothers.
Lorraine continued at this time: "Let me talk about the content of the exercise. The first stage is marching~!
All corps commanders will receive an order from the headquarters to tell you the destination of the corps and the time limit for arrival. Each corps must reach the designated position within the time specified in the order. Those who have not arrived after the deadline...
Lorraine glanced at them, and said: "The legionnaire and the legion deduct six points each, and they have recorded them." The legionnaires grinned and muttered in their hearts: This is too cruel, it is six points all at once.
Lorraine continued: "The second stage is actual confrontation. The headquarters randomly decides on the red and blue fronts, and the red and blue forces will fight each other. The headquarters does not have a director's department and does not interfere with your command operations.
The winner gets three points, and the loser loses three points. "
As soon as these words came out, the heads of Rumandi couldn't help but glance at the archbishop of the Holy See.
This group of guys even changed their expressions, and their eyes suddenly became very eager, as if they had seen a group of Uncle Gray Wolf in Little Red Riding Hood.
Holding a knife and fork in his hand, he swallowed his prey without being dipped in the sauce.
Everyone knows that this group of inexperienced archbishops is a group of soft-footed shrimps, and they are a group of self-righteous soft-footed shrimps. They meet a group of rookie teams in the arena and can beat them by playing whatever they want. Guys are the best tool for a group of points.
The archbishops were taken aback by a group of drooling uncles around them, and looked at the eyes of Ruman army commanders trying to swallow them.
Those archbishops couldn't help but feel guilty, and muttered secretly: What happened to these guys? Could it be that they all have a hobby in that respect, I have long heard that soldiers do not see women all the year round, and every sow will compete with cicadas. Many people have an abnormal orientation in one aspect...
Father God estimates, this is terrible~!
However, there are really two archbishops who are not afraid, but they are not afraid at all, and even provocatively cast a wink at some of the more handsome army commanders.
As a result, the poor guys were scared into a cold sweat, and quickly turned their heads, not daring to look at them again.
Looking at the expressions of their respective calculations, Lorraine smiled, and said inwardly: What he wants is this kind of effect.
Whoever will be the red side and who will be the blue side is not arranged by a person from the headquarters.
When the time comes, let Ruman's army force the army of the Holy See one by one, directly destroy the soft hearts of these archbishops, so that they have no temper at all. They hit the archbishop's heart and leave an indelible shadow, and automatically throw it away. Get off the command post, crying and crying back for comfort.
No matter which world you are in, this guild points is the ultimate distribution method for the guild system.
As long as the president does not play mischievously, and does not hold hands. With this perfect system, even the largest team can be managed easily. No matter how complicated it is, it can be easily maxed out with a wave of hands.
In this kind of powerful encouragement system, both officers and soldiers, in order to maximize their own interests, will naturally use their best. In this fierce competition, those excellent troops will naturally stand out.
Lorraine smiled slightly, pointed to the map, and continued: "In order to reach the level of actual combat, the third stage is to simulate various emergencies.
We will issue a possible emergency situation to each legion and examine your respective response levels.
The exercise is expected to take one and a half months. After the exercise is over, we will formally send our troops south and take the rebel leader Amor and Hadu. "
The last trick is to add meals. Those who perform well will give them another try. If you want them to get out of the way, just add something to them. In a word, they want to toss to death.
But having said that, if they can really resist the exercise, it means that these people are already fully qualified soldiers. Jueran naturally held up her hands to these people and warmly welcomed them.
Archduke Julian stood up at this time and said loudly: "Everyone, the commander of the army that was highlighted most in the exercise, I will appoint him as the vanguard.
I'm here to watch your performance~! "After speaking, he waved his hand heavily and said, "The meeting is over!" "A group of officers" with a boom, all stood up and raised their right hands high. At the same time, their bright riding boots stomped heavily on the floor, shouting loudly, "Long live Guangming~!" ,,
Subsequently, in addition to leaving the reserve team and working hard to deal with possible sudden situations, a large military exercise involving all the peacekeeping forces officially began.
The purpose of this exercise is also very clear, that is to toss them, toss them hard.
Only in this way can the problems that have been covered up in the peacekeeping forces emerge.
In accordance with the orders they received, the legions began a long-distance march.
For the regular army of the Ruman Empire and the Maple Leaf Danlin people, this is not a difficult task.
The imperial regiment has become accustomed to long-distance marches, and the Fengye Danlin people also follow a policy of elite soldiers. They are all mages and priests, equipped with horses and vehicles, and the leisurely journey is like camping.
The puppies of the Holy See are suffering.
Lorraine’s orders were not harsh, and on average, he could reach the location within the scheduled time by walking 80 miles a day.
For the regular army, this is just a normal marching speed, but for the Holy See army...
Fortunately, on the first day, under the encouragement of the archbishops, some legions even marched 120 miles a day.
When these archbishops were triumphant and wanted to show Ruman's army a good look.
On the second day, the Holy See’s legion generally had problems. Many of the paladins could not walk because of abrasions on their feet.
The archbishops scratched their heads in a hurry, and finally, after a simple treatment, urged them to start again.
The intelligence Lorraine received the next day showed that most of the legions still completed their booking miles.
But on the third day a large number of delays began to appear in the regiment of the Holy See.
Many legions can only postpone their departure time because the knights can no longer walk.
More seriously, several legions of the Holy See began to discover that there was a problem with their supplies.
They could not find a suitable source of drinking water at their station, and their staff did not know how to make a fire to cook. The logistic material management was chaotic when it was time for meals, and the rotating cooks could not find food there.
Two days ago, they could still find the heavy team in the crowd, and now those guys didn't know they had already gone there.
In short, because of unexpected reasons in various columns, their speed is getting slower and slower.
Some archbishops had to spend a whole day searching for the troops that fell behind and gathering them back together.
And some archbishops don't even know how many people are left behind and where the left behind are. They don't even know where they are now.
Lorraine was dumbfounded at the headquarters and a group of staff officers.
Fortunately, there is this exercise. Otherwise, if these amateur-level archbishops are put on the battlefield, they will directly drive the troops to the capital of Hardu.
Lorraine hated only to swear in the headquarters: Do these idiots know how to read maps?
The people of Shirmeiya and the Holy See seemed very shameless. After all, these embarrassing brothers were their own little brothers, and their subordinates were so unprofessional, and their bosses were also shameless.
On the fourth day, it rained.
Ram, Bishop Santos looked at the shining light above his head, emitting dazzling lightning, crying without tears.
It was clearly sunny just now, and Archbishop Sandos was blowing a cool breeze coming from the ocean, looking at Almohad's vast expanse of wilderness.
Behind him was the entire legion that strode past, and Bishop Santos suddenly pointed to the situation in his heart, blasted his arrogance, and brewed a beautiful sonnet in his heart.
I even thought of the name, so I called it "A Good Man in the Army" and sent it to my favorite baroness.
But before Bishop Santos thought about his rhyme, a strong wind blew, followed by a dusty cloud layer, and the sky was instantly dark as if it were evening.
After a thunderous "bang", a heavy rain of soybeans fell from the sky.
At the beginning, it was still sparsely hit on the ground, and within a blink of an eye, the rain was as heavy as splashing, and a dozen steps away was a vast expanse of water.
There was still a gust of wind in the rain, and the rain that blew by, as if to drown people.
Ram, Archbishop Santos became a chicken in two minutes, with a beautiful long hair attached to his head like kelp caught ashore.
The soldiers looked around for a place to hide from the rain, but found that in such a wilderness, there was no place for them to shelter from the rain.
The ground soon became as muddy as the thin yellow soup.
His horse was frightened when it thundered and almost threw the archbishop down. In desperation, the archbishop had to dismount and walk.
Sandos wore a pair of exquisite lambskin boots, which was given by another girlfriend before he set off.
But this time, it has been poured thoroughly by muddy water. Every time I step on it, I will sink into the muddy mud, and then I can pull it out of the muddy water with my hands.
Archbishop Sandos took a difficult step, slipped, and fell into the mud, lying in the mud.
The muddy water with a strange smell even poured into Bishop Ya, and Archbishop Sandos almost spat out disgustingly.
The loyal entourage beside him pulled the archbishop out of the mud.
The wind became stronger and the temperature dropped rapidly. Within a few minutes, the soaked archbishop's cold mouth turned blue, his teeth trembled, and the whole person shrank into a ball.
Someone nearby tried to set up a tent in the rain~EbookFREE.me~ In the strong wind, several attempts failed. The whole army was in a mess. The soldiers threw down their horses, thrust in heavy, and ran around in the rain. Look for possible shelter from the rain.
Many more people are at a loss as to what to do, and none of the training they receive has one to deal with this situation.
They can only squeeze together out of instinct, facing the direction of wind and rain, relying on their body temperature to resist the cold.
At the same time, in the Hafs Harbor peacekeeping headquarters less than 200 taels away from Bishop Sandos, Lorraine stood in front of the window holding a cup of Vera brewed hot tea, watching the storm outside.
The windowpanes cracked by the rain, and the trees not far away are like rags, swaying back and forth in the strong wind, and they may be pulled out at any time.
Thinking of the dozens of legions on the march, Lorraine raised his mouth, smiled slightly, and said, "June day is a child's face. If you say it changes, it changes. It's too time for the rain to come."
Those guys in the Holy See must have had a hard time. ! .