Chapter 425 Grand Duke Cedric

After Captain Yales led him in, Captain Solth really understood the meaning of what the other party had just said.

General Esmond, who was regarded as an idol by Captain Solth, was indeed there, but he was no longer the focus of the Ranger Captain's eyes, and his eyes could not help but be attracted by another person.

This is a majestic man, even sitting there, he is a head taller than ordinary people, his waist is as straight as a javelin, his face is square, like carved from marble, his eyes are deep, and he seems to have the magic power to read people's hearts. Make any special expression, there is an aura of not getting angry.

This person is none other than Grand Duke Cedric, patriarch of the Strachey family, guardian of Blood Fortress, and grandfather of Princess Regent Sophilia.

Where is this an ordinary intelligence inquiry?

This is basically the highest military meeting of Blood Fort Broken, hosted by Grand Duke Cedric himself.

All the people present here are senior military officers with famous names and surnames. Yales, who has been promoted to the captain here, is not even qualified to stand. He can come in because of Sol. Captain Si's light.

No wonder on the way here, Captain Yales remained expressionless, pretending to be deep, without any hints. He was also a young man who was temporarily arrested, full of bewilderment, and didn't know what was going on.

The information I brought back is so valuable?

Captain Solth himself was a little bit guilty.

However, as a veteran ranger who has been in the wind and rain for nearly ten years on the Odin prairie, his self-control ability is absolutely leveraged, because that is what he eats.

If there is a little bit of a situation, he will make a fuss, he will have no chance to stand here, and he has died many times, after all, it is not uncommon for them to have a knife on his neck.

Even if there is any expression, 99% of it is acting.

It's just that the current big scene is far beyond his experience, and he doesn't know what kind of expression to use.

He can only choose to remain unchanged and respond to all changes, and it is enough to show the military quality of a professional soldier. Although he will not give himself points, he will not give himself points.

While Captain Solth was quickly observing the situation, the high-level executives present at Blood Castle were also looking at him with scrutiny, and many of them couldn't help showing a hint of admiration.

After rushing back from the wind and dust, he only had time to eat a hot meal in the on-duty barracks. He hadn't had time to take a hot bath, and he hadn't had time to change his clothes. He was still dressed as an Odin orc.

Although Captain Solth usually pays great attention to his personal appearance, on the Odin Prairie, the conditions are limited, not to mention hot baths, there is basically no chance to take a cold bath, and he can't take a bath.

Because of the general environment, most Odin orcs don't have the habit of bathing. If they behave too clean, aren't they telling others that they have problems?

As an excellent Ranger, you will never make such low-level mistakes.

That is to say, the smell of Captain Solth's body is very strong now, blood, sweat, mud, horse manure, etc. are mixed together, and can be clearly discerned a few meters away. In the confined space, it is even more intense.

However, none of the high-level officials in the Broken Blood Fort frowned.

Those who can sit in this position are those who have achieved great fame, step by step, stepping on countless blood and bones.

As for those who pretend to be numbers?

There is no such thing in Broken Blood Fort. Even if there was originally, the bones have not been cold for how long now.

These generals don't pay attention to the gorgeous appearance, and they don't care about the beautiful words. Such a sharp weapon with a rough appearance but polished to the extreme inside is the most pleasing.

Don't look at Captain Solth just poking there like a javelin. In fact, his whole body is in a half-stretched state. With an order, he will turn into the most ferocious predator.

Not what he wanted to do, but an instinct.

This is what a Ranger should look like.

They are not only satisfied with the performance of Captain Solth, but also proud. All of this was accomplished under their leadership.

Grand Duke Cedric turned his head to look at Esmond on the left and said, "This is your soldier, I will leave the inquiry to you."

"I obey, Your Majesty." General Esmond said forcefully.

Grand Duke Cedric is already taller than ordinary people. General Esmond is a head taller than him, even taller than many Odin orcs. Sitting on a chair, he is shoulder to shoulder with ordinary people standing. An Odin orc blood, but the characteristics of Odin orcs are very heavy.

His more eye-catching image is actually not suitable for being a Ranger, because his outstanding appearance will become the focus of attention no matter where he goes.

But the more this is the case, the more it can reflect the extraordinary achievements he made in the Odin Prairie.

He sat side by side with Grand Duke Cedric, more like a brother than a father.

This phenomenon is not unique to them. It is very common in those top knight families with prosperous families.

It's hard to judge their age just by their appearance.

Grand Duke Cedric looks like he is only in his fifties, but in fact, he is ninety-three.

General Esmond looks in his early forties, but he has been famous in the Byron League for more than forty years. He is over seventy this year, and his grandson is almost in middle age.

If Grand Duke Cedric is described as not angry and majestic, General Esmond is a bit fierce, his beard is like a lion's mane standing up one by one, but his eyes are peaceful, revealing this It has a melancholy breath that doesn't match its appearance.

When looking at Captain Southell, his eyes became softer, and he seemed to see the shadow of himself when he was young, and asked: "Soldier, tell me about the information you brought back, and report it according to the normal process. "

"Obey, sir." Captain Solth gave a military salute, and he opened his mouth without even having time to organize his words, "The task of our Eighth Ranger Squad is to track and monitor the Eight Great Commandments directly under the Royal Court of Theodin Empire. One of the core tribes is the Tiger Claw tribe. This tribe has been very active in recent years. Their chief is a staunch supporter of Ulan Bari, the current emperor of the Theodin Empire. In recent years, he has been playing the role of a vanguard. .”

"Continue." The satisfaction in General Esmond's eyes became more intense. The information that Captain Southell said is basically clear to everyone present, but as a Ranger squad leader, it is very special to be able to know this. It's not easy.

This shows that the other party is not only satisfied with his own job, but also has done a lot of background checks in order to do better. This quality is not something that ordinary captains have.

Those who have this kind of overall view do not necessarily mean they are outstanding.

Compared with those who don't, it is possible to be more easily top-notch. Give him a chance, maybe he will be able to soar into the sky.

"In the past two months, Wang Ting and the Tiger Claw Tribe have had frequent exchanges of messengers. This month, the Tiger Claw Tribe began to gather their soldiers and warriors on a large scale. Before I led the team back, they had assembled nearly 30,000 elite cavalry , There are countless cattle and sheep driven, probably no less than 500,000 head.

The movement direction of their tribe is also moving closer to other core tribes. This is a standard joint action posture, and it is very likely that it is a side-knocking operation led by the Tiger Clan Royal Court.

Therefore, I activated the Ranger Emergency Response Regulations, and asked my deputy team to continue to follow and monitor the Tiger Claw tribe with half of the manpower. I will return to Blood Castle to report the information first. "

"What happened on your way back? Did you find anything special?" General Esmond pointed to the key points in every question.

"On the way back, in order to prevent our whereabouts from being exposed, we have been hiding at night and avoiding those Odin orc tribes, but the mutual connection between the Odin orc tribes is obviously much more than usual, and it is also much closer.

We have scratched our tongues a few times. These people have limited knowledge. They only know that the Theodin Empire will have a major military operation in the near future. They don’t know how big the operation will be or when it will be launched.

The information in my hands is limited, so I dare not speculate and affect the judgment of the generals. "Captain Southier replied truthfully, and did not exaggerate the information he brought back just because he wanted to show off. That is an out-and-out stupid behavior.

"Very good." Esmond nodded in satisfaction, looked around, "Generals, is there anything else you want to ask?"

"The news gathered by Flying Eagle is more detailed than this. You know everything you need to know. Now it's just that an experienced ranger captain just happened to come back and authenticate the news. What else can you do? I asked." Another general who was not tall but extremely stout said with a smile.

Captain Southell knew him, and the other party was one of the top five figures in Blood Fort Broken, the number one general of Blood Cavalry, Pedro known as the Ripper.

General Pedro turned his head to look at Captain South, and said with a smile: "Young man, I think your overall view and decision-making ability are quite good. Just being a Ranger squad leader is too violent. Not interested in coming to help me? Join the Broken Blood Cavalry? With your qualifications, you have to be a centurion to start."

"Baldy, what do you mean? Gouging my corner so blatantly? Do you think I'm out of breath? Whether it's horses or equipment, you'll be picked by you every time. Anyone who is a little bit outstanding, you go to yours." Bottom line, don't be so greedy as a human being."

General Esmond slammed the table and stood up, almost spitting on Pedro's face.

"If the excellent rangers are also scavenged by you, who will provide you with accurate information in the future? Even if you have elite cavalry, what's the use?"

"Why are you so excited? You don't know people with your eyesight, so why don't you allow me to discover talents?" General Pedro was thick and strong, but the temper he showed now was much more sinister.

"You're scouting for talents, you're just poaching corners." General Esmond said relentlessly.

Because this is not the first time this has happened.

Compared with the Broken Rangers, the Broken Blood Cavalry has a long history and a good reputation. It is known as the number one cavalry in the world. It is the dream of countless knights to join it.

Many people are trying to get in, let alone a general who likes to use ready-made talents more than he cultivates himself.

In the past, General Pedro only did it in private, but General Esmond could still turn a blind eye. After all, the blood cavalry of Broken Blood is the mainstay of Castle Broken Blood, and it has always been the trump card directly under the command of Grand Duke Cedric. It is the default thing to give priority to various resources, including personnel.

The Broken Rangers have a certain degree of autonomy because of the special source of troops. Otherwise, like other arms, they have to wait until the Broken Blood Cavalry is selected and no longer has their share.

People fight for a breath, and Buddha receives a stick of incense.

Now that General Pedro has brought this kind of matter to the table, General Esmond has no way to back down, not even for his father's face.

General Pedro looked as if he had the chance to win, he said with a smile: "We can't do this kind of thing too domineeringly, it depends on the opinions of the parties involved, if they are willing to come to our bloody horse, lion head you Can't stop it!"

"Okay, let's ask the client's opinion." The other party's appearance gave Esmond the urge to rush up and punch him, but was suppressed by him. The solution depends on the internal cohesion of one's own army.

"Soldier, let's make a choice. Are you going to develop into the Blood Cavalry? Or continue to serve our Rangers?" Esmond said.

The eyes of the high-level executives at Broken Blood Castle all fell on Captain Southell.

What the hell is this?

I just came back to report information?

What does this matter to me?

I'm just an insignificant soldier. I'll do whatever you arrange, so why should I choose?

Isn't this bullying?

Captain Southell was dumbfounded, and there was a mad cry in his heart. At this moment, he couldn't keep his composure. He felt like a weak lamb being stared at by countless wild beasts, pitiful and helpless.

Sweat flowed down his forehead like a waterfall, soaking his back within a few minutes.

Captain Southell's gaze neither rested on General Esmond nor General Pedro, but kept aiming at Archduke Cedric at the top.

In this room, he is the only one who can stop this matter, so that he does not need to make a choice.

Unexpectedly, Captain Southell's sneak peek was caught by Grand Duke Cedric. The other party was looking at him with a kind of interest, as if with the magic power of insight into everything, the young ranger captain's Careful thinking has nothing to hide.

Captain Southell yelled inwardly that it was not good. Looking at this posture, His Excellency the Grand Duke is also going to watch the fun and see how he chooses.

Originally, he thought that today was his lucky day, that he would be able to get acquainted with many high-level officials in Broken Blood Fort, and even if he didn't make a fortune in the future, he would still have face if he went out to brag.

I never thought it would be a super lucky day, the one possessed by the goddess of luck, but this kind of luck came too big and too suddenly, and my small body couldn't bear it.

Broken blood ride ah!

This is an olive branch from the Broken Blood Cavalry.

The chief general of the Broken Blood Cavalry handed it out. In the Broken Blood Fort, who doesn't know that the First Legion led by General Pedro is the trump card of the trump card. Every soldier is carefully selected and has experienced many battles. of.

Don't look at what the other party throws out is just a centurion, the gold content is scary.

Let’s use this analogy, the knights of the Blood Cavalry, if you randomly select one and put it in other territories, they are all vying for it. It’s not easy to be a centurion or a captain of the guard.

The Centurion of the Broken Blood Cavalry led a hundred such elite knights.

What can a bloodless centurion do?

They can easily capture a town with tens of thousands of people.

They can crush a small and medium-sized Odin orc tribe with a scale of 10,000 people.

They can drill through hundreds of kilometers like a drill on the Odin Prairie.

This is not blown out, but they have indeed created such a brilliant record.

All this is based on their strict to almost harsh selection and training system.

If that cavalry is also composed entirely of real knights, their combat effectiveness will not be weak either.

The only flaw of the Broken Blood Cavalry is their number. Even in their peak period, they never broke through tens of thousands.

If they could have 100,000 broken blood knights, according to Grand Duke Cedric's character, they would have passed through the vast Odin prairie long ago, and wiped out the two royal courts of the tiger clan and the lion clan.

Captain Southell's initial dream was not to join the Broken Rangers, but to join the Broken Blood Knights.

It's a pity that at that time, he had the common problem of young people, his eyes were high and his hands were low, and the basic quality of a broken blood cavalry directly brushed him off.

Forced to have no choice but to join the Broken Ranger, he wanted to hone himself through this profession, and his ultimate goal was to join the Broken Blood Knight.

But the problem is, it's not the time like this, nor is it the method you use now.

Because humans are sentient beings.

He had been with the Rangers for ten full years, and he had long developed a strong affection for the group.

In fact, five years ago, he had already met the standards in all aspects and had the qualifications to join the Broken Blood Cavalry, but he hadn't chosen to be transferred for a long time. Maybe it was because of his special feelings for this group and he was reluctant to part with the officer who was kind to him. Reluctant to be separated from the brothers who share life and death with him.

Especially when General Esmond looked at him with a kind of expectation, the dream he had once seemed not so important.