St. Maester Theocracy, St. Lorraine.
It was the same lineup. When they entered the holy white city, tens of thousands of people surged. Countless people came to greet their princess. But when they left, it was silent. The caped warriors were silent. No one knew where they were going.
Fortunately, the pagan army was not a force that attracted much attention, and the judges had long been used to keeping a low profile. The whole team seemed to be enjoying themselves. Those who did not know would find it hard to imagine that they were going to a battlefield. However, Luo Ya understood why.
Whether it was the Sect of Perseverance, which specialized in mercenaries, or the Sect of Power, which used to live under the siege of the cultists, they seemed to have a natural acceptance of death. The harsh living environment gave them a strong resistance to pressure. As for the judges, they were the most devout Xi Ya believers, but they also had the highest mortality rate among the various positions in the Church.
No matter how strong they were, any army with such a spirit could be regarded as a great teacher. On the battlefield, experience and skills could be accumulated, but a heart of steel was difficult to learn, not to mention that these were real warriors.
Of course, they did not know that the tall woman who threw the small bag to them was a master who could become a general, and the old man who looked at them with a smile was a warrior blessed by the gods. Only the guards on the city wall who sensed the strange atmosphere could tell that there was something different about this team. Remember!
In fact, Luo Ya and Nuo Aier decided to travel safely. The young man did not want too many people to notice their existence.
Fame would bring too much attention, and it was inevitable for the generals on the battlefield. Although Luo Ya was famous for his personal strength, he still could not escape this iron law. Besides, the young man was confident that he was at the top of the blacklist of the Eric family, so there was a high possibility that he would be noticed.
"Rodney, when you were a leader, how many people have you commanded?"
Obviously, the number of people that the two of them commanded stopped at the level of a village fight. Although their fights could destroy mountains and rivers, the number of people they commanded was still a small scale battle. It could not be called a war.
As for the judges, there was no need to mention them. It was rare for cultists to band together like Brian did last time. Scum did not trust scum, and it was good enough that they did not stab each other in the back. Therefore, most of them preferred to fight alone. Therefore, most of the judges strengthened their ability to act independently. Although they were much more experienced than ordinary soldiers, they needed a good leader when they acted in a group.
Yes, Luo Ya did not learn about commanding in the famous St. Freya Academy, but in the study of the Akat Mansion. This was the traditional education of the Akat family.
The primary education of the Akat family was military chess, and it was divided into many different versions according to the difficulty. The first version was like chess in the previous world, and the final version was no different from a military map.
Usually, Luo Ya and Ai Lisi would play a simplified version of military chess before bed, and every time Ka Diya came home, they would play a big game like an exam. Although Luo Ya lost every time, he learned a lot from them.
At that time, Luo Ya did not have Pei Tela, the King of Holy Beasts, by his side, and the Gulan Daer consumed too much fuel. Therefore, this battle was a real battle of command, and the results were not bad. However, after that, Luo Ya did not display his talent in this aspect. The reason was simple, because the security of the Akat Mansion was too good.
This behavior of the Akat family was often interpreted by the outside world as abhorrence of evil. However, as the saying goes, 'family knows family.' Luo Ya understood the feelings of his ancestors. In fact, they just wanted to play CS. After so many generations of hard work, the bandit leaders from all over the world had an epiphany, and they would rather die than provoke this group of lunatics.
Thinking about some of the military strategies of the military experts in the previous world, the teenager could not help but feel excited. However, as the saying goes, if a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools. As a commander, Luo Ya did not want to go into the battlefield empty-handed, and reality proved that the System did not want to either.
[The bugle horn sounded, the war drum sounded, the first battle tempered in troubled times, nirvana in the flames of war.]
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