Chapter 522 Calming the Violent Spirit (IV)

"Pierre." Bell put his hands on his knees and asked seriously: "Can you tell me directly, what exactly are you, the 'supervisor', here to do in the Waixin Reclamation Land?"

Pierre replied with some lack of confidence: "Of course it's the same as the literal meaning of this position - supervise military affairs and protect the country and the people."

"Supervise military affairs? What military affairs?" Bell looked like he was getting to the bottom of things.

"Let Waixin Reclamation Land be able to defend its own military affairs."

For fear that the little hunter might be distracted, Pierre immediately added: "It doesn't mean that from now on, there will be no... uh, no... no troops in the rear in the Waixin Reclamation Land..."

Bell smiled kindly and helplessly, indicating to his friend that there was no need to be taboo: "'Motherless child', hey, why do you and I need to be like this? Just say whatever comes to your mind, just keep talking."

Pierre apologized: "I don't mean that the Waixin Reclamation Land will have to rely on itself from now on - if the Tertun tribe or other barbarian tribes dare to invade again, of course you will send troops to kill them." Beat him up."

Bell nodded in approval.

Pierre continued: "But this situation is no longer likely to happen. At the moment, the main 'work' in the Waixin Reclamation Land is border patrol, fugitive arrest, and protecting the trade routes to the Red River Department.

"Although these chores are not as fatal as the main battle, they still require a large number of manpower. The cavalry in your hands is precious and cannot be wasted in such a place.

"So your Excellency plans to form a cavalry force in the Waixin Reclamation Territory, so that the Wai Xin Reclamation Territory can handle border services on its own, instead of relying on the cavalry from Tiefeng County as it is now."

Bell nodded again, but this time the nod was not so much recognition as it was to allow Pierre to continue.

Pierre hesitated for a moment and then told a piece of gossip: "What's more, the 'New Army Reorganization' is about to begin. It is said that by then, the entire army's cavalry will be reorganized into several cavalry regiments. By then, 'Tiefeng County' The cavalry is no longer the cavalry of Tiefeng County. Even if you want to send cavalry to new lands, it will not be that easy."

"Wait, what is the 'New Army'?"

Pierre was speechless for a moment: "This... it's a long story. In short, we are now the 'New Army of the Republic of Plato'."

Bell scratched his head: "That means you have to recruit, train, and use troops from Wen Duo'er's tribe... So what does it mean to protect the country and the people?"

"Prevent the Red River Clan from infiltrating the south bank of the Jinliu River, and guard against the resurgence of the Terdun Clan."

"Well, is there anything else?"

After briefly considering the words, Pierre replied solemnly: "In fact, your expectations for the new reclamation land are not just to be able to defend yourself and prevent his power from being contained or dispersed - your expectations are that, The newly cultivated land can become his source of strength.”

Although what his friend said was very formal, Bell still understood it. He took a long breath and said, "This is the main purpose of your coming to the new land, right? Turn the Wendol people into Dusas people, and then collect the money from them." Blood tax."

"I'm here to collect the blood tax," Pierre admitted happily. He heard a hint of resistance in the little hunter's tone, so he asked, "What happened to the blood tax? What's wrong with it? There are people who want to pay it, but they haven't had the chance yet. ...Ah, I'm sorry, I'm not..."

Pierre, who knew he had made a mistake, slapped himself hard.

To be honest, Bell didn't feel anything special when his friend said, "There's someone I want to make friends with, but I haven't had the chance yet." On the contrary, it was Pierre's move of slapping himself that made Bell a little unhappy.

Unable to stop him, the little hunter lowered his head and sulked for a while, sighed, and looked up at his friend with a compelling look: "I just want to ask you, did the Centurion tell you these things you said?"

"Yes." Pierre replied firmly, but the next second he added: "But you didn't tell me 'personally'..."

Bell frowned.

Pierre explained with gestures: "Your Excellency has been very busy recently, very busy, so busy that he is not working in Maple Stone City most of the time. When I learned of the appointment, Your Excellency was inspecting the arsenal in Gevaudan. So these words 'It was Tribune Mason who told me that what Master Mason said is basically equivalent to what you said."

Bell spread his hands in disbelief.

Pierre continued: "In fact, my appointment has not been officially issued yet. Even this letter of appointment was obtained by me in advance - things are different now. Everything has to go through the process, which is very troublesome."

Bell thought he had understood everything he needed to know, so he patted his knee and said roughly: "Well, Pierre, you might as well treat me as a man who lives on the grassland all day long and fights wild beasts. , a herdsman fighting against the bad weather, a 'barbarian' as Plato's population calls it, a person you want to collect blood tax from, an ordinary Hed.

"You - Pierre Giladnovitch, the great man from the sky, the governor of the new lands - how do you want me to obey your orders?"

Bell's eyes fell on the letter of appointment between the two of them, and he deliberately asked with a little provocation: "Only based on this piece of paper?"

"What?" Pierre's eyes became stern: "How dare they deny your authority?"

"Of course they will obey Batu's authority!" Bell said categorically: "They have all broken arrows and sworn an oath! If someone breaks the oath, the centurion has the power to kill him and dump his body in a deserted place ”

Pierre waited patiently for the little hunter to say "but."

"But." Bell changed the topic and picked up Pierre's letter of appointment: "They will not recognize the National Assembly, nor will they recognize you, let alone... this piece of paper you brought. "

After a moment of silence, Pierre had to admit that Bell Ralfnovitch was right.

When Pierre first learned of his future appointment, he was filled with anger, ecstasy, and trepidation.

Angry because he was once again sent far away from the "main battlefield". This was the case before the Battle of Blood Mud, and again before the Battle of Riverdale Village. He was always in the first, second and third acts. Show off your skills, regret missing the fourth act, get a mention in the fifth act, and finally show your face during the curtain call.

Obviously he is also one of the protagonists, and he has given no less than anyone else, but he can only watch others receive cheers and applause from the corner, and he is also ridiculed by some dark villains. He was able to take the stage and take the curtain call all because of nepotism.

He knew that this was not because he was not valued, but because he was valued too much and was always sent to perform tasks that could only be assigned to him with confidence.

He never complained or slacked off, and always tried his best to complete the mission assigned to him.

But he would still be angry about his fate.

Along with anger is natural and heartfelt ecstasy.

Finally, he finally got a chance to prove himself.

A tough, important, and at the same time unrestricted, a real opportunity to prove yourself.

This was simply what he had dreamed of.

He was so ecstatic that he wanted to laugh and shout. He wanted to jump to the bell tower of Maplestone City Cathedral so that everyone could hear his voice.

Finally, there is fear.

Panic, because he understood the weight of the appointment of the "Supervisor of the New Reclamation Territory".

This position was given almost unlimited power, and all matters in Waixin Reclamation could be decided with a single word.

What kind of military governor? He is basically the "Vice King".

However, along with unlimited power, there must be unlimited responsibilities and ardent expectations.

He couldn't help but doubt whether he could take on this important task.

He even more doubted whether he was able to obtain this extremely important position because of nepotism, as some people said...

Anger, ecstasy and fear, three emotions mixed together, gave Pierre an impulse - he didn't want to ask anyone for help, he didn't want to ask anyone for advice, he wanted to take the most difficult road, he With just a letter of appointment, you can achieve great things that others cannot achieve and silence the mouths of all the mean people.

This impulse became uncontrollable from the moment it was born.

So Pierre came to this camp, to this tent, to the little hunter.

However, at this moment, Pierre Giladnovitch Mitchell's reason finally defeated his impulse.

In fact, he has always understood that his stubborn behavior of riding into the wilderness alone without asking for anything was too arrogant. He was too eager to prove his point.

He just didn't want to face it.

"Oh, I know, you have been delayed... so you have been holding back your energy..." Bell looked at his silent friend and felt very sad when he thought of the torture Pierre suffered in Arpad's prison. Sad, he comforted softly:

"The centurion also knows that, so he entrusted you with a heavy responsibility this time. The centurion will not just give you a piece of paper. He must have other arrangements for you, so go back and talk to the centurion. Let’s talk. This time, I would like to come to understand the situation in advance before the official appointment is issued..."

As Bell was talking, Pierre slapped himself hard again.

"Hey!" The little hunter rushed forward and grabbed Pierre's hand, asking angrily: "What are you doing?"

Compared to the astonished little hunter, Pierre seemed very calm.

"I shouldn't put my demands before my mission." Pierre said word by word as if he was passing a judgment on himself: "This is inexcusable."

"No one blamed you at all!" Bell was so angry that he wanted to laugh.

"I will explain the difficulty to you and ask for help..."

"That's right."

"But I won't just leave like this."

Bell was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

Pierre said loudly: "Since I am rushing to understand the situation of Waixin Reclamation before the formal appointment is issued this time. Then, how can I be qualified to leave before I know nothing?!"

Bell raised his eyebrows little by little.

"Take me to know the Waixin Reclamation Land, Bell Ralfnovitch, show me to the people of this land, and besides..."

Pierre smiled: "I haven't seen the little guy yet."

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