Sandos Dagujiao carried the beautiful long sword at his waist, held it on the hilt, and walked past the soldiers with his head high.

Although at this moment, the image of Archbishop Santos is a bit horrible: the archbishop's right eye circle is black and blue, and the left cheek is also swollen very high, purple and purple.

In the last battle, Your Excellency the Archbishop was too brave and left the team and rushed into the enemy's formation first. As a result, he was surrounded by the ruffians.

He was pressed to the ground and beaten firmly. Moreover, a bad guy saw his beautiful clothes and pulled them off on the spot.

As a result, the scared Archbishop hún flew away, yelled, and struggled desperately.

If it were not for the follow-up troops to arrive in time, he would be stripped naked. That's the case. There were several pieces of gold and silver on him, but the gang of puppies slapped them away.

It made him feel resentful when he thought of it.

At this time, although he was not good in appearance and limped when he walked, but wherever he went, the heartless soldiers of the Fourth Army did not make fun of the archbishop's ridiculous image. On the contrary, he has a solemn face, standing up and saluting respectfully.

Although another defeat was fought, the morale of the Fourth Army from top to bottom has improved a lot through this battle.

For the soldiers, because of repeated battles and defeats, they have long been suffocated in ōng. Now finally there was a fierce fight, and he let out a sigh of relief.

Also tell those who have laughed at them, the people of the Gu Si Legion are not idiots and soft-footed shrimps.

Although they fought another defeat, at least they also made the enemy pay the price.

According to the results of the post-war statistics, the Fourth Army still "destroyed" more than half of the soldiers in the 22nd Army.

And they also vaguely realized that after this battle, it seemed that they had found the tricks and methods to fight, and they no longer bumped and bumped everywhere like before.

Even the soldiers of the Fourth Army thought that if a cavalry unit suddenly appeared behind them inexplicably and cut their back, they might even win and get their first three-pointer.

Of course, this victory also made Rich méng Palmer of the 22nd Army lose face.

Compared to his colleagues, the dignified Rich Méng almost fell into the gang of gluttons in the Fourth Army. This will definitely become the joke of those officers, making him unable to look up at the same time for a long time. .

Seeing his declining force and morale rising, Archbishop Santos felt more and more that his command to take the initiative to attack was wise.

Archbishop Sandos glanced at the soldiers around him blankly and said to himself. "Next, we must continue to take the initiative."

After going around the camp, the archbishop returned to his camp and stopped at the top of a simple long table.

The two sides of the table are already full of officers of all levels. When they saw the archbishop coming, they stood up immediately.

Sandos glanced at them and saw that although the officers were expressionless, they did not have the contempt that they had often seen before, but they looked serious and stood straight.

Santos couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, this is all the result of his wise leadership this time~!

But on the surface, he didn't show up, he snorted lightly, and flicked the cloak behind him, first sat down on the chair, and then waved his hand to signal everyone to sit down.

With a bang, all the officers sat down.

Archbishop Sandos saw that everyone was silent, and the silence in the big tent made him feel rather uncomfortable.

Although the officers used to have meetings here, they were more casual than they are now. Holding the big water tank gurgling to drink water, the style is unbuttoned and open. Stepped on one foot on the stool and yelled loudly...

At that time, he was still a little complacent about it, thinking that it was his performance of being close to the people and easy-going. Now it seems that something is wrong. It should be the gang of puppies who took the opportunity to bully the rookies who don't understand military.

In order to break the atmosphere of solemnity, he coughed, and just about to speak, he was suddenly involved in the scars on his face. He hissed in pain and took a cold breath.

Then he raised his hand, carefully mō the corners of mō's swollen mouth, and cursed in his heart: The grandchildren of the 22nd Legion do not know whether to beat people or not. There is really no education~!

Look back for opportunities and clean them up.

The officers on both sides looked at him and grinned for a while.

Like Archbishop Santos himself, they all had black noses and swollen faces, and some even wore a pair of dark circles under their eyes. They were obviously beaten by others.

In the exercises of the previous two days, both sides fought real fire and made their moves without mercy.

Fairies showed the way, monkeys stole peaches, monkeys picked grapes, and so on. Unusually spicy.

"Both" Archbishop Santos just said a word, and then he covered his cheek with his hand in pain, then gritted his teeth and whispered: "Talk about it all. You are welcome."

The officers looked at each other.

They were all called by the archbishop to conclude the meeting after the war. But this summary meeting has not been held before, and no one knows what to say.

Looking at his subordinates with big eyes and small eyes, as silent as boring gourd, Archbishop Santos sighed. He now deeply understands the pressure he is under as a leader, and then said: "If you don't tell me, then I will say first. , We should not attack the enemy’s tightly guarded camp."

Saibo nodded next to him and echoed: "Yes, sir, brothers have not been able to rush in after several attacks."

Archbishop Santos also nodded, sighed, and said: "I miscalculated this. Then I thought about it. We should actually lead them to attack and ambush them on the road. Maybe it would be better."

The people nodded one after another, and said: "My lord is saying so."

"Yes."

"......"

Another officer looked at the archbishop and said cautiously: "My lord, I think we should keep some people as the predecessor?"

Archbishop Sandos thought for a while, patted his forehead, and said, "Reserve."

"Yes, my lord, you know how much you know about the reserve team or an adult. If we left some people, when the cavalry of the 22nd Army came around from behind, we could block them and prevent them from breaking through us from behind. "

Archbishop Santos wrote "Set aside the reserve team" in the notebook, densely written with the experience and lessons summarized by Archbishop Santos.

For example, the camp should be placed in a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and don't walk through the canyon.

After someone spoke, the officers put forward their opinions.

"I think we should attack at night."

"To attack the camp, I think fire attack is the best."

"Is our starting distance a bit far? After the brothers ran to the camp of the 22nd Army, many of them were weak. The brothers couldn't move after a while."

"......"

Archbishop Santos wrote down their experiences and suggestions. Looking at his subordinates whose emotions were gradually rising, Archbishop Santos smiled slightly and said, "This is good. Even though we failed, we know why we failed and then learn from it. Lessons, don't make the same mistake again.

Our next opponent is Ruman 30th Army. Their situation is the same as 22nd Army. How do we fight? "

Saibo stood up, pointed to the hanging map, and said loudly: "My lord, according to the information from the scout, the enemy was still more than a hundred miles away from us yesterday.

I think this time, we should not passively wait for the enemy to come here, we should keep marching so that they can't see our position. Then choose the battlefield that benefits us. "

Archbishop Sandos frowned and thought for a while, and said: "This is a battle of 〖Games, and yes, it's a battle of 〖Sports.] Our Lord Luo also said that 〖Sports〗 does not count as one city. Land gains and losses, destroy the enemy in the [movement]."

The subordinate hurriedly flattered and said, "My lord is wise!"

Archbishop Sandos refused to eat this set and waved his hand, faintly said: "Wise shit, if you want to be wise, you won't lose 17 games in a row. Ahaha, hahahaha..."

Although he also wanted to put on the appearance of Cao Boss, who is not worried about everything, and it is said that the laughter is still a group addition spell, which has 30% boosting morale and stabilizing the morale of the army. But his laughter still contained some reluctance and bitterness.

When all the officers saw the flattery slapped on the horse, they all had a sullen expression, sitting there in embarrassment, and did not dare to make a sound. Not a single guy jumped out to have fun, and said, "Why the general is laughing."

At this time, I just heard a "Report~!"

"Come in~!" Archbishop Sandos said casually.

The staff officer of the General Headquarters stationed in the Fourth Army came in with a serious expression, slapped a salute, and said: "General, the General Headquarters has come, and you are required to read it yourself."

Archbishop Sandos froze for a moment, feeling a little strange: The exercise is in accordance with the headquarters' plan...

In progress, there should be no new orders at this time.

With some doubts, Archbishop Sandos stood up, took the sealed letter from the staff, and said, "Thank you. Where is the brother who delivered the letter? Give him a gold coin and let him buy a good tea."

Someone nearby said yes, then turned and walked away.

For this order, the officer executed it very quickly. Because, as long as the money is given this time. So next time, if there is any information, the communicator will definitely run fast.

Sandos checked the seal and seal according to the rules, and hurriedly opened the envelope.

The large and thick envelope was empty, Archbishop Santos was stunned, and said in his heart: What does this mean?

Could it be that the headquarters put an empty envelope to let me realize that it was dissatisfied with me?

Archbishop Santos felt a little uneasy, and opened the envelope to the largest extent and looked at it carefully.

Finally I saw two small pieces of paper at the bottom.

Archbishop Santos Suoxng poured two pieces of paper on the table.

"This is" Archbishop Santos stared at two pieces of cardboard that were no more than **** wide.

Archbishop Santos is also very familiar with this thing. A few days ago, he himself dropped 10,000 gold coins and exchanged for one.

This inconspicuous piece of paper is just the ticket to record the bet, and the bet is whether the Archbishop Sandos himself can continue to be the commander of the Fourth Army.

Archbishop Sandos pressed himself 10,000 gold coins in indignation. According to the odds at the time, if he had survived the various ravages and ridicules of the Red Army, he finally persisted.

Then Archbishop Santos will get rich overnight, because the odds at the time were a bet that the archbishop would not leave, one loses one hundred and two.

However, after living in, Archbishop Santos regretted it that day, but there were only a few coppers left in his wallet for a full 10,000 gold coins.

The officers on the left also poked their heads and looked vigorously. After seeing clearly that they were just two betting tickets that everyone was familiar with, they were as suspicious as Archbishop Santos.

This group of guys are all gone, but no one is optimistic about the archbishop himself except for the Cyb, a close friend of Archbishop Sandos.

Archbishop Sandos picked up the voucher suspiciously, and after a glance, he was stunned.

The amount of pressure on these two vouchers is not small, each is a full thousand gold coins, and it can be regarded as a big deal, and these two vouchers all pressure the Archbishop Santos to stick to the end.

Archbishop Sandos secretly said in his heart: "What does it mean for the headquarters to send two of these?"

Then looking at the staff officer, he asked puzzledly: "This is..."

The staff officer also had a surprised expression. He did not expect that the urgent letter sent at the fastest speed contained only two lottery tickets.

Archbishop Sandos pinched the two betting tickets and looked through them carefully, and soon saw a few small prints on the back.

One is written "Xi, Ni" and the other is written in huā style.

Archbishop Santos is very familiar with the "Hey, Nepal" on the first picture, even the entire Holy See.

Because that was the signature of Pope Hilme lìa, His Majesty Neodos.

As a qualified little brother, he is familiar with the handwriting of his big boss.

The "Luo" on the other one is also well-known to everyone in Lao He because of the different brushwork from ordinary people. The beginning of the signature of Deputy Commander Lorraine is like this.

Look at the date on the ticket, the bet was placed on the day the game just started mid-month ago.

Since this era when Vera can write beautiful huā calligraphy, Lord Lorraine’s stinky handwriting can’t be used. Although he practiced hard for a while under the supervision of Catherine and Adele, there is The taste of writing square characters can't be changed.

It's the same as four evil dogs crawling over. Even if someone wants to forge, it's hard to write so ugly.

"It's Your Majesty and Deputy Commander-in-Chief." Archbishop Santos' eyes widened for an instant, and he suddenly realized that he felt as comfortable as running for 10,000 meters on a 41-degree hot day, and then squatting under the air conditioner and drinking cold beer. .

Archbishop Santos was so excited that his eyes became red and he almost didn't cry.

His hands with the two lottery tickets trembled, and he secretly said: "It turns out that your majesty and the deputy commander-in-chief have always supported me. Instead of throwing us aside as the shame of the Holy See, leaving the Fourth Army to fend for itself."

The depression, humiliation, and unwillingness that have been held in the heart of Bishop Sandos for a long time flew out of the sky: "Even if these **** bully me, laugh at me, and look down on me, what about? Both bosses are optimistic about me~!"

Knowing that Hafs not far away, the Deputy Commander-in-Chief of Lorraine and Pope Hilme are always paying attention to them, and they use their actions to support themselves to persevere, Archbishop Sandos's spirit becomes extremely full and excited, Even the happy face shined.

Seventeen consecutive defeats are nothing. It's a 70-game losing streak, so what?

In these years, as long as you can get into the dhamma of the leadership, you basically say you are ready to be promoted.

Archbishop Santos secretly cried out fortunately. Fortunately, he did pretty well. He would resist. If he loses such a big person and then pats his **** and leaves, he will be seen by His Majesty...

The consequences are disastrous~!

At the very least, your political life is over. Don't expect promotion in this life.

The officers on the left and right looked at their bosses for a while, green, white, and red. They were all suspicious and puzzled. They said: What is going on? Are these two betting tickets hiding a big secret?

Archbishop Sandos took two betting tickets and watched it for a long time, and finally made up his mind to use these two lottery tickets as his own treasure, and pass it on to his son, and then to his grandson and great-grandson. Passed on.

After a while, he finally calmed down, took a breath, looked at his subordinates with a smile, and said, "Okay, let's continue the meeting."

Cyber ​​couldn't help his curiosity, and got close to Archbishop Sandos, and said, "My lord, what kind of spirit is passed on from the headquarters? Let's learn too."

Archbishop Santos handed over the two betting tickets precious and important, and smiled: "Our majesty and the deputy commander-in-chief have expressed their continued support for our Fourth Army."

Cyber ​​took a look at the betting coupons, and quickly realized that the joints "hissed" and took a breath.

Like the Archbishop, Cyberspace felt firstly inspired and honored, and then secretly rejoiced. The thought afterwards is, it seems that the following is going to die.

The gambling ticket was passed along in the hands of the officers, and then everyone's eyes changed when they saw Archbishop Santos.

What does this show? Among the more than 90 commanders of the legion ~lightnovelpub.net~ more than 30 commanders of the Holy See, only Archbishop Santos has entered the eyes of His Majesty the Holy See. The holy family is prosperous. You can think about it. After performing well, the archbishop has a bright future. .

"This is a big tuǐ as thick as the Tyrannosaurus tuǐ, so I have to take this opportunity to hug it." The clever officer had already made plans for the future.

Everyone generously said: From now on, we will follow Archbishop Sandos. If you point out, we will never fight the west. If you chase the dog, we will never chase the chicken.

Archbishop Sandos also said that as long as you follow me and work hard, there will be future victories, official positions, and gold coins.

After the news spread, the morale of the Fourth Army was about to explode, as if they had not just lost seventeen games in a row, but had already defeated Amor and Hardu.

Archbishop Sandos took the opportunity to announce that the next opponent, the Thirty Legion~! We have won the entire army of Chao Jia, and if we have defeated, we will simply commit suicide to thank your Majesty.

On the same day, the Fourth Army pulled out of the camp, and the whole army screamed like they had taken the stimulant, and plunged into the mountains in the south. ! .