Kirsten felt that his three views had been refreshed again. He had never heard of a professional commander.

The old Beta said on the ground: "The battlefield flag bearer is the soul of a team, it is faith. As long as you are on the battlefield and carry the banner, the soldiers will never shrink, they will fight to the last person. But on the contrary, As long as the banner you carry falls, even if you have an army with tens of thousands of troops, it will be defeated. Unless there is another commanding professional who takes over the banner in your hands. "

"What you said reminds me of a man, a **** of war more than a hundred years ago, Gamboo-Hesse." Kirsting looked forward: "In legend, he is not strong, but he is very tall Personality charm and military talent, as long as he appears against the Starmoon Battle Banner, whether it is his direct team or an ally, he will be like a savage savage, attacking all enemies blocking his way. Whether it is ugly Orc, or a terrible dragon ... he is invincible. "

"Am I the same person?" Curtins's face was full of doubt.

"Yes or not, you don't know if you try it yourself." Beta smiled. "You take a spear, tie your family's heraldic battle flag, then take a shield, and then find an opponent casually, you will understand. Now. "

Curtins was still in doubt, but looking at Beta's indifferent look, he intuitively told him that he wasn't lying.

He shook his head vigorously at the golden bell on the table. The noisy bells rang through the entire manor house. After a while, the housekeeper pushed in.

"Jason, bring your family's flag and bring a leather shield, and ... let the soldiers gather in the open space behind the manor."

Although he did not understand why the owner suddenly summoned the soldiers, the housekeeper obeyed and went out.

"Sir Beta, can I ask you for guidance?"

Beta naturally agreed.

The two went downstairs to the open space behind the manor. This is the place where soldiers are usually trained.

The snow was about ten centimeters in height. When the two stepped on the snow, Kirsten's entire shoes were trapped in the snow, but Beta only stepped on the snow with a light footprint.

The two exhaled and waited patiently in the open space. It didn't take long for the housekeeper to come first. He carried the battle flag, and exquisite leather shield, and ran over in the snow.

"Master, here!" The pant butler handed the battle flag and Pidun to Kirsten.

At the moment of receiving the battle flag, Kirsten felt a strange feeling flowing down from the battle flag, and he couldn't help but be clever, and then he felt that he was not holding the battle flag, but Extension of one's own arm.

"Wave it." Beta's voice came from the side.

Kirsten did just that, the long flagpole marked a great semicircle, and the flag opened at a moment, and as the flagpole danced, it made a rattle.

The strong wind swept the snow in front of Kirsten.

"This this!"

Kirsten was speechless, he was a professional, and naturally knew how powerful this random swing was. This was something he never achieved when using sword weapons. Even with his great sword, he could not exert such power with all his strength.

But now he holds a slender wooden flagpole and hits it with ease, but has surpassed all his previous efforts.

"Is this true?" Kirsten murmured to himself: "This is true ... this is true!"

By the third sentence, his tone had become extremely affirmative.

Messy footsteps came from not far away, and after a few moments a group of soldiers came running down.

When they saw from a distance, their owners held the flag of the family and stood not far away with great power, they had a strange feeling.

As if the master standing there is no longer weak and has not seen the **** puppet, but the invincible general.

They couldn't help but set their feet, straightened their chests, and when they ran to the open space, they had turned into neat rows of five, and then motionless, like the stone sculptures, to be reviewed by their owners.

Beta looked at Kirsten on her face with excitement and was about to glow, smiled slightly, and left here silently. He knew very well that the next time was Kirsten's protagonist time. His stay there would only make people Feeling obstructive.

As he was about to leave the manor, a gasping man followed after him.

It was Kirsten's housekeeper. The middle-aged man gasped and said, "Sir, please wait. At least let us return you to the city in a carriage. This is our proper etiquette."

In this way, Beta returned to the hotel in a free carriage.

When he was on the carriage, he had been thinking about it. As the head of the ambassador, it was a good job to look at it in plain sight, but in essence there were many crises.

The last ambassador was completely destroyed when he was about to leave the country, but no one lived at lightnovelpub.net. New envoys will naturally encounter this situation. Therefore, he must strengthen the combat power of the new envoy, but the status quo at this moment is that, whether it is internal or external, the combat power is somewhat lacking ... especially the internal deterrent combat power.

Most of the staff of the ambassador will be selected by the royal family. The more so, the more Beta will have to fill in with his own staff. He has been a lord for several years, and it is clear that if there are not enough supporters in a team, or in ugly words, not enough close friends, even if he is the leader on the surface, the royal envoy designated The head of the delegation, it is difficult to speak, will only end up in the air.

In terms of strength, he must be regarded as a combat power. Shirley in the mansion space is also counted as a combat power. Jessica can only count as a third of the combat power, but if the battle is released, It ’s better than nothing, after all, it ’s a professional.

The three people add up, although they are quite deterrent, but he always feels that there is almost something.

When he got out of the carriage, he just raised his leg and wanted to walk into the hotel, but suddenly he saw a familiar figure walking on the street.

It was a young soldier. The other side held a potty iron shield and wore black old iron armor. There were a lot of stubble on the green but somewhat resolute face. Lost.

Beta had a good memory. He thought for a moment, and then he remembered that this kid was not the **** young man who appeared before him when he pursued Katie. If it wasn't for the opposition, he would have taken Katie at least half a day early.

I didn't expect to meet this young man again, but it seems that the other person's life seems to be not going well.

Let's talk about it in the past ... This guy has good strength, maybe he can be drawn to the envoy.

With this in mind, Beta turned and walked towards the somewhat dismal young soldier.