When Han Jin slowly walked into the commander's tent of Riptide, Lang Ning was sitting under the main seat. His face was as calm as water, and his lips were tightly pursed, as if he was brewing some kind of explosive emotion. There was a row of Knight standing under the table. They were all generals of Riptide.
Seeing Han Jin coming in, Lang Ning hurriedly stood up, and the generals also retreated to the sides. Lang Ning waved his hand and winked at the generals, indicating that they should all leave.
In crisis after crisis and bloody battle after bloody battle, Han Jin had created his own absolute authority. Those generals dared to argue with Lang Ning if they were dissatisfied, but they couldn't make trouble in front of Han Jin. After bowing, they all left.
"Sir, why are you here?" Ronning asked with a smile. Then, he turned to the side and gave up his seat.
"I was bored, so I walked around." Han Jin just casually sat on the side seat and smiled, "I wanted to find Yalina, but she has been in deep meditation, so I didn't want to disturb her."
"Bored? Haha … Among us, you are the laziest. You don't care about anything. If you continue like this, Mr. Guevara will be exhausted. " Lang Ning sighed. Of course, he was just joking. Han Jin was lazy, but every time there was a crisis, he would always stand at the forefront. If it weren't for Han Jin, how many of the strong men in the Holy Crown City Group would be alive today? And his Riptide would probably have been destroyed long ago. It could be said that Han Jin supported this side of the sky with his own shoulders!
"Don't I still have you?" Han Jin smiled.
Ronning was speechless. He was just joking, but now he had gotten himself involved. What a typical case of looking for trouble. But Han Jin's attitude towards power was too different. Other lords always tried their best to hold all kinds of power tightly in their hands, but Han Jin preferred to be idle. He pushed all the important military and political affairs to other lords and handed them over to others. Guevara was a commander without a title, because he was always in charge of the overall situation. If Guevara was ambitious, he could totally make Han Jin a mere figurehead. But then again, if Guevara was that kind of person, Han Jin wouldn't trust him.
"Ahem … How is Yalina? Is she okay? " Lang Ning coughed and changed the topic, "This time, fortunately, Yalina, or the consequences would have been unimaginable."
"Yes, I didn't expect her to have such a strong combat power," Han Jin smiled.
"The power of magic is really amazing," Lang Ning sighed, "Yalina is in deep meditation. Did you have the opportunity to find Sunier? Didn't you find her? "
"She is very busy now, and … she has a strong personality. She can't be rushed. We can only take it slow," Han Jin said, "If you have the opportunity in the future, please help me put in a good word."
"I've already done my best." Lang Ning smiled and shook his head, "But I can't be too obvious. If I'm not careful, it will have the opposite effect."
"Did she say anything about me?" Han Jin asked.
"You mean … Does she still like you?" Lang Ning smiled, "Do you really think she will talk to me about this?"
"Forget it, let's not talk about this," Han Jin shrugged, "By the way, Lang Ning, do you … have some opinions about me?"
"Opinions?" Lang Ning was stunned. He didn't understand what Han Jin meant.
"I could have started the war a few days earlier. Maybe … we could have saved a lot of people."
"Sir, I'm not a fool!" Lang Ning smiled bitterly, "You waited for a few days for the Undying Bird Legion! The three sides joined forces and fought so hard in the end. If it wasn't for the Undying Bird Legion, what would have happened to us? "
"Sigh …" Talking about the end of the battle, Han Jin sighed in his heart, "Did your Knight come to you again and again? They want to go back and see?"
"Yes."
"Let them have a vacation." Han Jin said.
"But, the Holy Crown City …" Ronning was a little shocked. The Vatican was a variable. Now, several legions of the Holy Crown City had suffered a lot of casualties, while Adolf had just arrived at the Holy Crown City. Would the Vatican think that they had been waiting for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? Therefore, Riptide couldn't leave at this time.
"It's all right." Han Jin thought for a while, "I've prepared for the Vatican. Try to solve it in a peaceful way."
"The problem is, you want peace, but they don't necessarily want peace," Lang Ning said, "In fact, it's useless to go back. Beit City is the best proof."
"No matter whether their family members are still alive or not, they have to see it with their own eyes." Han Jin smiled, "You don't want them to complain about you for the rest of their lives, do you?"
Lang Ning hesitated for a moment and didn't say anything in the end. In fact, he was under a lot of pressure. So far, more than a dozen Knights had come to his commander's tent. But the Knights didn't ask for too much. They just wanted to go home.
"And, Lang Ning, send some people to find Winston and Saxon. Tell them I have something to do." Han Jin said.
"Find them here?"
"Yes." Han Jin paused, "They are all commanders and have their own personal guards. They can't talk openly like before. If others hear it, it will be bad for their reputation."
"It seems that they have done something wrong," Ronning said with a smile.
"That's normal. As mercenaries, they are naturally a little less disciplined."
"Discipline …" Hearing Han Jin talk about discipline made Lang Ning feel helpless. Han Jin seemed to be the person who despised discipline the most. On the God of War, there was no difference in status. They were just like friends. Only Lang Ning treated Han Jin as a friend in the beginning. But after he made a decision, he immediately changed his attitude. No matter how Han Jin treated him, he always talked to Han Jin with honorifics like 'sir' or 'sir'. On the other hand, people like Morrisons were used to being casual with Han Jin and didn't take etiquette seriously. Frankly speaking, he always thought that the environment on the God of War where there was no difference in status was extremely detrimental to the development of discipline. Therefore, ever since the God of War was built, even though Han Jin had talked to him many times and specially reserved a room for him, he had never stayed on the God of War. Moreover, he was very dissatisfied with Winston and Saxon. They went to the barracks during the day and returned to the God of War at night. If something happened, how could he command the army? A commander must have the responsibility of a commander. You can't compare to Guevara! However, Han Jin appointed Winston and Saxon as the commanders of the first and second swordsman regiments respectively. He couldn't raise any objections. Moreover, he was on the same level as Winston and Saxon, so he couldn't say anything to Winston and Saxon.
"What's wrong?" Han Jin looked at Lang Ning in surprise. He didn't seem to have said anything, but Lang Ning's expression suddenly became very rich.
Although Han Jin's current identity was a lord, he was still a self-cultivator. Therefore, sometimes, he appeared to be very straightforward and didn't want to restrict himself or his friends. He could accept Lang Ning's respect, and he could also accept Morrisons' carelessness. As long as there was no fundamental mistake, he wouldn't forcefully interfere.
"Nothing." Lang Ning smiled bitterly and then walked out of the tent. He called a few guards and asked them to immediately find Winston and Saxon. He then walked back, hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "My Lord, there are some things … that you should ask about?"
"What things?"
"For example, Mr. Guevara just called for a post-battle meeting to evaluate the merits and rewards of each regiment. This kind of thing should be presided over by you." Lang Ning said, "Also, cleaning up the battlefield, sorting out the spoils of war, and some other issues related to military discipline, you should ask about them."
"Don't we have Guevara and you? Alexandre can also help. You don't need me. "
"We are us, and you are you!" Lang Ning said earnestly.
"Haha, I only know how to kill and set fire." Han Jin smiled. "I'm a complete layman when it comes to military affairs. You guys are the experts. If I pretend to know when I don't and go around giving orders, you guys will definitely scold me behind my back."
Lang Ning sighed helplessly. It was a waste of time talking! In fact, his main point was not about whether he knew or not, but he was hinting to Han Jin that he must often show his authority and consolidate his authority. When Han Jin asked about military affairs, the people who were asked would naturally have to give an explanation. Gradually, it would become a habit, and then a barrier of status would quietly form.
A child who had just been born pointing one hand to the sky and the other to the ground, claiming that he was the best in the world was just a stupid story made up by Buddhists. Even if he really could speak, if he was thrown into a deserted place and starved for a few days, his slogan would definitely become 'I want to drink milk'. In fact, everyone's heart was constantly evolving with the passage of time and the changes in the environment. In the past, Lang Ning would not have thought so much. Personally commanding an army, fighting on the battlefield, and creating a world that belonged to himself and his friends was his highest wish. However, as Han Jin's strength increased and the number of strong men under his command increased, Lang Ning's ambition also quietly grew, especially after he learned about Nicholas. Lord? Duke? Or Grand Duke? That was far from enough to satisfy him. He hoped that Han Jin could become an emperor stronger than Nicholas!
In the words of another world, this was called the heart of the dragon. Therefore, he hoped that Han Jin could have the dignity of an emperor. Unfortunately, Han Jin's ability to put on airs was not even comparable to an ordinary lord, let alone the bearing of an emperor. He saw this in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, but he did not know how to appropriately express his intentions.
Next, Han Jin and Lang Ning chatted about some things unrelated to military affairs. Not long after, footsteps sounded outside the tent, and then Winston and Saxon walked in one after another.
"Lord Raphael, look, what is this?" Winston smiled as he raised the bag in his hand.
"What?" Han Jin looked at the protruding shape of the bag and laughed, "Magic crystals?"
"Yes, hehe … there are frozen thunderbirds everywhere!" Winston said, "There are almost ten thousand of them!"
"I have some here too." Saxon also placed a bag on the table. "Lord Raphael, our harvest this time is simply too great, hahaha …" Saxon was extremely excited. In the past, when he was a mercenary, he would occasionally be able to obtain a grade nine or grade ten magic crystal, which would be enough to keep him happy for a month. Now that he had obtained tens of thousands of magic crystals in one go, the difference was like heaven and earth compared to before. Winston and Saxon had already tasted the sweetness of war.
Han Jin never collected gold, silver, or jewelry, but he had an almost fanatical love for magic crystals. This was no longer a secret to the people of the Holy Crown City. Therefore, Winston and Saxon presented the magic crystals as if they were presenting treasures.
"Lang Ning, I heard from the Knight of your legion that you found many thunderbirds that had lost their ability to fly in Beit City?" Winston asked.
"Yes." Lang Ning nodded.
"How many?"
"I didn't check carefully, but there are about six or seven thousand." Lang Ning replied, "Anyway, the two squares are full."
"What about the magic crystals?"
"Those are all living thunderbirds. How to deal with them is up to you, my Lord." Lang Ning's eyes fell on Han Jin.
"How to deal with them?" Han Jin was somewhat puzzled. He usually only had one way to deal with holy animals, which was to kill them and take their magic crystals!
"My Lord, you can control the thunderbirds just like the shamans." Lang Ning said, "If we can control those thousands of thunderbirds, they will be a great help to us!"
"So many thunderbirds, how can we feed them?" Han Jin shook his head.
"Of course there will be difficulties, but we have to find a way to overcome them." Lang Ning said.
"It's useless." Han Jin waved his hand. He used the Spiritual Beast Sacrifice to control the little golden thunderbirds and other thunderbirds. The fundamental meaning of the Spiritual Beast Sacrifice was to use one's own vital energy as fodder. How could he feed those thousands of thunderbirds? Besides, he didn't have time. Quality was more important than quantity. More than a hundred thunderbirds were enough. Instead of spending a lot of time and energy on the thunderbirds, it was better to help Yalina complete her breakthrough. He knew that Yalina's extraordinary performance meant that she was close to the bottleneck of a magister.
"Then …" Lang Ning looked a little disappointed.
"If Lord Raphael said it's useless, then it's useless." Saxon said, "Leave it to me. I'll take the swordsmen to Beit City."
"Don't worry." Han Jin said, "Winston, Saxon, I'll give you a morning to rest well. You'll take over from Alexandre in the afternoon."
"Take over from Alexandre? You want us to collect his body?! "Saxon was stunned and then yelled.
"What? You don't want to? "
"Well … Let someone else do it. I'm going to Beit City." Saxon said with a smile.
"Who do you want to give it to?" Han Jin said indifferently.
Saxon looked around and rolled his eyes, "Winston is fine."
"Don't give me that!" Winston yelled with dissatisfaction, "I'm going to Beit City too. To be honest, I've never been there before!"
"You don't want to?" Han Jin smiled, "Riptide can't do it. I just promised Lang Ning to give the Knights a break so that they can go home. The magicians of the Magic Legion have exhausted their magic power. They'll need to meditate for a whole day to recover. Alexandre hasn't rested. He's not made of iron, so he needs to catch his breath, right?"
Winston and Saxon looked at each other. What Han Jin said made sense. Now that there were only two of them left, who would go?
"Well, I won't bother you." Han Jin smiled, "Let Alexandre work until noon, then Guevara and I will take over. Although we can't do much, it's better than no one."
Winston and Saxon's expressions changed at the same time. After a moment, Winston stammered, "Lord Raphael, we … we didn't mean that."
"It's okay." Han Jin smiled as usual, "You can leave now."
Han Jin's words were harsh. How could Winston and Saxon leave at this time? Winston was stunned for a moment and smiled, "Well, I'll take over from Alexandre."
"I'll go. You go to Beit City." Saxon said.
"Interesting. You didn't want to go when I asked you to. Now you're fighting?"
Winston and Saxon's expressions changed again. They didn't know what to say, and they didn't understand why Han Jin was so fixated on such a small matter. Did they offend someone?
"Winston, Saxon, we're friends. We've been through a lot together. I know you, and you know me." Han Jin said slowly, "However, I have to remind you that this is the army. Your attitude reminds me of bargaining with the dwarves in the weapon shop. Are you doing business with me? Of course, I know you didn't do it on purpose, so I can let it go. But you shouldn't shirk your responsibilities in front of Mr. Guevara. Ronning, Kane, and Alexandre will carry out Guevara's orders without hesitation. Only the two of you are not willing. Why? Because you're my friends? But Lang Ning, Cain, and Alexandre are my friends too! "
Winston and Saxon looked at each other.
"You're not children. I've said enough. Go back and think about it." Han Jin said, "If you don't want to do business with me, then my order is that you rest until noon, and then go take over Alexandre's place. Okay, you can go now."
Winston and Saxon smiled reluctantly and left.
After Winston and Saxon disappeared behind the curtain, Lang Ning said slowly, "Sir, if you don't change, this kind of thing will happen again in the future."
"Oh?" Han Jin raised his eyebrows.
"Morrisons is your friend. Sassoux and Léger are also your friends. They can't hide on the God of War forever. They'll have to come out and do things. When that time comes, they'll take advantage of their relationship with you to get special treatment and even refuse orders from their superiors." Lang Ning smiled bitterly. "I really wanted to take out the military discipline book and show it to Winston and Saxon. What kind of punishment will they receive for disobeying orders?!"
"I know what you mean." Han Jin said softly, "But I don't like that. Only when we're together can I feel at home. I called Winston and Saxon over just to let them know that I won't interfere with what they do at home. But in the army, they have to be qualified soldiers."
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