Almost as soon as the drill ended, the light rain stopped, bringing in gusts of cool breeze that offered a trace of coolness to the sweltering soldiers.
This drill had both offense and defense, with back-and-forth exchanges, giving the onlookers who joined in for the excitement a thoroughly satisfying show.
“That was awesome!
Another round, another round!”
“How did the Dothraki win?!
Another round!”
Among the onlookers in the distance, someone loudly cheered, and some even tossed coins toward the soldiers.
There were also those who lost money on bets and complained.
Aegon ignored them and began to count this time’s rewards.
First were two skill cards; these items had extremely strong practicality and were important props for rapidly enhancing strength.
Without the slightest hesitation, Aegon directly added all the points to his military capability.
A level-one skill card raised his military skill to level two, and a level-two skill card pushed his military skill to level three.
As the powers of the two skill cards successively merged into his body, a massive amount of combat experience surged into his mind like a tide.
That feeling was just as real as if he had truly fought wars for half his life.
You must know that military command ability does not simply refer to tactical strategy; it also includes how to command troops, how to train soldiers, how to ensure the organization degree of the army, how to deal with emergencies, and so on.
In many cases, before two armies engaged in battle, the outcome was already largely decided.
For now, Aegon could command roughly between five thousand and eight thousand people.
If his military skill reached level five, he would be able to command an army of around thirty thousand people, which could be considered a top-tier general in this world.
In the age of cold weapons, commanding thirty thousand people to fight in one go was already the limit.
Any more and forces would have to be split up, and at that time, what one relied on was not just command ability, but also knowing people and employing them well.
Meanwhile, the character submission card ensured the loyalty of Aegon’s generals.
After this period of getting along, Mago’s submission progress had already reached around forty percent.
Aegon coveted the Riding he displayed; exquisite Riding coupled with a formidable physique made him truly worthy of being Aegon’s top fierce general.
If it could be drawn and copied, Aegon’s personal martial arts proficiency would definitely rise by a huge margin.
Mago’s problem was not urgent.
Besides, with Aegon’s current level-three military standard, it was enough to make him a qualified, or even considered excellent, commander.
Commanding a campaign was not a problem. This chapter is updated first at g.com.
Next was the aura ability “Proof of Leadership”.
When a battle reached a critical moment, stable and high morale could often sway the outcome of the entire battle.
Although this army’s comprehensive rating was only the lowest E-grade, under the blessing of his command, it could completely display the combat standard of a D-grade army within a certain period.
In the setting of the game “king-making project”, the general himself would produce attribute bonuses for the troops under his command.
There was also “All Hearts as One”; this skill was a bit buggy.
In Aegon’s view, this was completely a “raid early warning”.
Knowing a day in advance that the army might be defeated or ambushed enabled him to make preparations ahead of time.
If he used them to act as his personal guards, there was almost no possibility of being assassinated.
Unless the enemy drove him to a dead end, forcing him to lead his personal guards to launch a charge…
However, this “warning” also had limitations: it could be triggered at most once a month, and he must be together with more than seventy percent of the soldiers to trigger it.
Don’t even think about exploiting bugs like splitting troops into three hundred routes and then face-checking the bushes.
Finally was the skin “Charge Ahead”.
Aegon remembered that “First in Battle” was originally the family words of the Tarly Family of The Reach; the two were somewhat similar, and he wondered if it was a coincidence.
He continued to check the detailed effects of this skin:
[Taking the lead as a general, launching a charge will make the army possess more imposing presence and deterrence.
Skin equipment can be accessed at any time.]
It turned out to be a physical reward!
The skin reward was displayed to Aegon in the form of a card.
Aegon carefully scrutinized the appearance of this skin: a suit of silver-white armor, matched with a black cloak bearing hidden dragon patterns, and paired with a pitch-black warhorse.
At first glance, that warhorse was extraordinary, imposing and high-spirited, with a flame-shaped white spot on its forehead, full of domineering aura.
What he currently rode was a brownish-red gelding; although it was not bad either, comparison was feared.
Aegon couldn’t wait to find a place to equip this outfit.
Today, Aegon held an army with an official rating, possessed territory and exclusive titles recognized by the system, and his dominion value was finally no longer zero.
The army under his command provided him with quite a bit of dominion bonus, and currently his dominion value had reached 7 points.
Perhaps if he could fight a battle, test the quality, and build up some prestige for himself, his dominion could rise significantly more, and perhaps he could directly claim the first dominion treasure chest.
Speaking of fighting wars, as the commander-in-chief, he had to evaluate the performances of Roget and Mago.
At this moment, Roget seemed to have not yet recovered from the shock just now.
Although everyone was clear that this was only a drill and held back a bit of strength when striking, coupled with the fact that these people were inherently well-behaved ordinary people who had never been tainted by slaughter on ordinary days, the destructive power of their strikes was inherently limited. You are reading on novelping.com, the official source.
But even so, the scene before them still terrified these people who were accustomed to living in peace and stability!
“My leg, my leg is broken.”
He looked toward the few soldiers letting out wails, and a strong sense of guilt welled up from his heart.
There was a voice deep in his heart constantly reminding him that if he had commanded more decisively back then, perhaps these people would not have been injured.
Just as he was plunged into self-blame and reflection, Aegon walked up and asked, “Roget, where do you think your problem lies?”
Roget replied, “Mago’s charge was simply too fierce; I couldn’t stop it.”
“No, not just like that; you originally had a chance to defeat Mago.”
Aegon continued, “You had already withstood Mago’s charge.
At this time, you should have commanded your two wings to split his team apart.
You missed the opportunity of battle.
If it were on a real battlefield, these soldiers wouldn’t just be injured—they would lose their lives.”
Afterwards, Aegon looked at Mago and said, “You have problems too.
Mago, you are a commander; don’t just focus on charging yourself.
If it were on the battlefield, where everyone wears much harder armor, do you think that relying on yourself alone, you could scatter an entire team?
If the opponent were battle-hardened veterans, you would only die faster.”
Mago lowered his head without speaking, but it could be seen that this fellow was a bit unconvinced.
Aegon continued, “I know you Dothraki boast of being brave and fearless, but as far as I know, when your army campaigned against Qohor, it returned in a crushing defeat, and Qohor’s army cut off your braids as trophies, dangling them on the tips of spears to show off, right?”
Mago’s complexion turned very ugly, and he didn’t say a word.
“Aren’t you looking for revenge?
What a great opportunity to make yourself stronger!
Watch carefully and learn well!”
Mago nodded and said, “I understand, my lord.”
After this exchange, Mago’s submission card points rose a bit more, and Aegon was very satisfied.
However, he still remembered another matter: the people of the Thoxor Family suddenly sent some supplies to his military camp, making Aegon feel like he was being watched.
Experience from playing strategy games before his transmigration told him that something major should happen very soon.
He just didn’t know what it meant for the other party to send some stale grain.
Could it be that the people underneath acted on their own authority and lined their own pockets?
If that were the case, these magisters were truly failures.