"Silence!"
Led by Hans, more than ten winged cavalry arrived at the center of the square, their expressions solemn. These fierce warriors had just erged from a violent battle in the world of combat records. Though their numbers were few, their murderous aura instantly overwheld the hundred elite selected soldiers present, causing them to almost struggle for breath.
Hans did not say anything, his expression sowhat complex.
As the past right-hand man of his forr master, he was actually subdued with one hand by the master when sparring this morning. Even though he already knew his power was far inferior to the master's, such a disparity still left him quite disappointed.
Although he hadn't transford, the master's transformation significantly enhanced his power.
These hundred elite selections were initially those listed in the Sipahi Cavalry company roster, but now Losa suddenly had a hundred Keshik army quotas, and naturally needed to establish the Keshik company imdiately.
The soldier system's transition rely endowed them with the combat skills and knowledge required by their troop type.
It couldn't turn soone weak and feeble into an extraordinarily strong man, just like those woodland archers were far from being true "Woodland Elf Archers."
Therefore, the candidates for the Keshik army must at least et the standards of being strong, obeying orders, and having the potential for future improvent.
As for language barriers?
No problem, they beca fluent in Tatar upon their transition, a language only they could understand.
...
Governor's Mansion.
The Duke leads the journey, followed by twenty winged cavalry at the forefront. Several dozen fierce Duke's Guards (Varangian Guard) grasped war axes, marching in the middle of the formation, with hundreds of infantry leading warhorses behind.
The procession moved grandly through the city, heading toward the Sipahi Cavalry Camp.
Richard the Lionheart, dressed in a red battle robe, coldly observed: "What is Losa planning again?"
The Count's Guard Captain whispered: "I heard Duke Losa has recruited a team of infantry and wants to train them into his Imperial Guard Cavalry."
Richard the Lionheart frowned: "Investigate further. Don't bring these groundless, illogical rumors again—training a group of recent recruits, who have just laid down their hoes, into soldiers that can hold formation on the battlefield without imdiately collapsing to the enemy's charge is already an impressive feat if Losa has a knack for training soldiers."
Even with demonic potion, it's impossible to turn a group of infantry into elite cavalry!
The Count's Guard Captain whispered: "But Your Majesty, this is the most credible intelligence I've gathered. The soldiers under the Grand Marshal have a strong sense of secrecy, and much information isn't easily disclosed to subordinates."
"Then forget about it."
Richard chuckled coldly: "Lately, the Saracens have been probing attacks on several border fortresses; is he not taking this opportunity to use his elite plud cavalry to eliminate these small enemy groups? Why is he causing such a commotion here?"
From his perspective, Losa's current choice wasn't the wisest.
Winged cavalry like these lightly armored heavy cavalry are best suited for ambushes in such scenarios.
At this mont, Losa's entourage passed by Richard, and Losa nodded with a smile to Richard, drawing a cross on his chest. Richard forced a smile and returned the gesture: "May God bless you."
Once Losa had moved past, Richard said angrily: "What's up with Losa, it's only been a day, how does he seem so much more imposing?"
"Is that really Losa?"
The silhouette of the young witch Martha erged from behind Richard, puzzled: "Not just his presence, even his aura has changed. If he were to stand beside you now, if soone said there was only one King among you, most people would probably think he looked more like a King."
Richard couldn't help but frown, grunting unpleasantly: "He looks more like a King than I do?"
For soone as proud and arrogant as him, "jealousy" was an emotion that had scarcely appeared in his heart before reaching the Holy Land. Ever since eting Losa, he couldn't deny that this emotion had beco increasingly frequent.
"Your Majesty, apologies..."
The young witch Martha ca back to her senses, having been overwheld by Losa's aura, she unwittingly spoke her mind: "Let examine further; there must be significant changes with him."
Swirls seed to appear in her eyes, but soon, she staggered back several steps as if heavily injured, almost falling, and was caught by Richard in ti: "What's happening?"
Martha looked at Losa's distant back, an unhealthy blush rising on her pale cheeks: "Your... majesty, promise never to make an enemy of Losa, even if Her Majesty the Queen were to co, you shouldn't."
Richard frowned: "What's going on?"
Martha shook her head, withholding her guesses.
Previously, when she looked at Losa, it seed he was constantly shrouded by an imnse shadow of a black demon dragon. But upon looking again, she saw an ordinary-looking Losa, now resembling a terrifying giant dragon with red-black scale armor, a massive body reaching a hundred ters in size.
Even in the hotown of dragons, the Scandinavian Mountains, he would definitely be considered a trendously powerful dragon; such a high-level dragon species could only be dealt with at a legendary level.
"Anyway, please promise this request."
Martha looked at Richard, fearful that her revealing Losa's true identity would lead Richard to recklessly make accusations. Such a terrifying demon dragon coming to the human world with a human form must entail a grand conspiracy.
This is beyond what anyone beneath legendary stature can handle.
...
Losa arrived at the Sipahi Camp with his entourage, looking at the eager gazes below, he smiled and said: "Brave warriors under the Heavenly Lord's watch, your hard training has not been in vain. From today on, I will form a 'Keshik company,' and all of you will be the initial mbers of the 'Keshik company.'
Seeing disbelief and ecstasy interwoven on their faces, Losa continued speaking: "Next, everyone will co before in turn, and I will grant you a full set of weapons and mounts, as well as— the Heavenly Lord's blessing!"
Despite achieving significant power enhancents, he still did not plan to imdiately launch a decisive battle against the Saracens.
The newly gained abilities needed to be tested further in Prajna's book world, to assess their strengths and weaknesses before utilizing them.
Moreover, after Lavinia beca elite, a massive amount of gold coins was invested to fully level up to her current powerful stage, surpassing her peak in Yesterday's Giant Ship world.
How to perfectly wield this power, and cooperate with others, must also be practiced in the book world.
With Lavinia now holding the recovery decree, there's no worry about Prajna being unable to sustain so many people in the book world, allowing for unrestricted rehearsals.
After assembling this new Keshik company, he intended to return to the residence to test his new abilities.
As everyone approached, filled with excitent, kneeling before Losa, and felt combat techniques and advanced riding skills spontaneously appear in their minds, many were so excited they nearly fainted.
"This is the gift of the Heavenly Father, praise the Heavenly Father, praise the Holy Son!"
"Long live Saint Losa!"
After the ceremony, seeing those fervent, devout faces, Losa said with a smile: "The Heavenly Lord's blessing isn't easy to master. Most of you have not previously learned riding skills, let alone mounted archery, and the Keshik company's forte is precisely these aspects. With the impending heretics, I hope you can quickly integrate and understand the 'Heavenly Lord's blessing,' protect Semanude, and expand the Heavenly Lord's glory."
"Long live!"
Excited cries could be heard even through thick walls, echoing afar.
Spies from various factions watching nearby couldn't help but wonder if Losa had accomplished so remarkable miracle again.
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