Chapter 10 Lentil: Is he sick?
The appearance of the Vulcan Sword made some people eager to make a move!
That was the Vulcan Sword. Maybe it was not a rare thing in the eyes of some big men, but in the eyes of these mercenaries, it was a rare treasure.
And in their opinion, Viserys's behavior was simply not taking them seriously.
You have to know that a sword fight is a sword fight, and actual combat is actual combat.
Rhaegar had defeated the Sword of the Dawn in a fight, but he was still defeated by Robert's hammer?
"Viserys! You..."
Dick, who was sitting next to him, looked at him anxiously.
Viserys's behavior was just a provocation. If he won, it would be fine. If he lost, not only would he lose the Vulcan Sword, he would probably not be able to raise his head in the Windblown in the future!
Not to mention that the task assigned to him by the old commander was to rebuild the Seventh Battalion.
How could a sergeant who made a fool of himself as soon as he arrived be able to take on the task of rebuilding the battalion?
'Lentil' Budge also looked at him with a complicated expression.
'I was quite normal when I was chatting with this guy just now, why did he suddenly go crazy? '
A sergeant major with scarlet hair said loudly:
"Haha, worthy of being a Targaryen, he is giving us 'benefits' right after we join the Windblown."
The rest of the people also laughed, and now they are standing together.
If a young boy really beats them, it will be too embarrassing.
It's embarrassing, but they were originally planning to divide up the Seventh Battalion. After all,
almost all the remaining players in the battalion are good players. If they can grab them, they will win!
If they are defeated by Viserys, let alone grabbing people, maybe everyone in their own battalion whose contract is about to expire will have to run to the Seventh Battalion.
And Viserys actually had the same idea.
If he joined the Seventh Battalion so plainly, there would definitely be many people who would not accept it.
Only by showing enough strength can the reconstruction work be promoted later.
Not only should we give benefits, but we should also let them see that we have the ability to punish them. The truth is to take a two-pronged approach.
He looked up at the Tattered Prince sitting at the top, and the other party just nodded calmly.
The Seventh Camp.
At this time, almost everyone in the Seventh Battalion looked numb and lazy.
Some were checking the healing of their companions' wounds, while others were polishing their weapons out of boredom.
More people were discussing where they would be assigned after the Seventh Battalion was disbanded.
"I want to go to Danzo's battalion. The food in their battalion is the best." A tall and thin mercenary said.
"Huh, do you become a mercenary just to eat? I want to go to Kago's battalion. Their weapons are the best, and they can always get spoils of war." Another mercenary with a large tattoo on his neck said.
"You wish, can you go to Kago's battalion just if you want to?"
Everyone was talking to each other, as if the Seventh Battalion was about to cease to exist.
At this moment, a mercenary who looked less than 20 years old ran in.
"The Spider is back!"
Because Wei Bo had a spider web tattoo on his body, Spider was his nickname.
Everyone knew that the next step was to decide which battalion they would be assigned to, so they all stood up.
But the young mercenary continued:
"Not only Spider, but also several sergeants from other battalions are here!"
"Ha, it seems they are here to pick people!"
A long-legged mercenary who looked very smart stood up and said.
Everyone realized that it was time to take care of themselves so that they could be picked by a good battalion.
Viserys and a group of people walked towards the direction of the seventh battalion.
The sanitation in the 'Canvas Castle' was far beyond his expectations.
The Tattered Prince specifically stipulated places for the mercenaries to dump garbage and urinate, and the air in the barracks was not bad.
It is said that the Tattered Prince likes to give some orders in High Valyrian.
He is a 'spiritual Valyrian.'
It seems that Valyria also has its own way of dealing with the army.
Soon everyone came to the seventh battalion.
Seeing the mercenaries of the seventh battalion standing not far away, they surprised Viserys again.
The mental state of these guys seems to be pretty good?
It doesn't look like they have just been defeated and crippled.
Wib was also a little confused when he saw the mercenaries in front of him, but he quickly understood what was going on as he had served in the mercenaries for many years.
"Wow, Redback Gerald, Black Gerald, and Cargo are here too!"
The mercenaries whispered to each other and began to think about which battalion they should go to.
"Ahem." Wib first cleared his throat, then pointed at Viserys and said to everyone:
"This is Viserys Targaryen, he will be the new sergeant major of the seventh battalion."
"Viserys?"
"Targaryen!"
"Who? Haven't heard of him?"
All the mercenaries were very surprised.
Because there are many Westeros people in the seventh battalion, they may not know who Viserys is, but they understand the weight of the Targaryen surname!
After a little thought, they realized a problem. The prince of the fallen country joined the mercenary group? !
What's going on? !
As for those other mercenaries who didn't know Viserys and didn't have a deep impression of Targaryen, they cared about the fact that the boy in front of them was too young. They
had never heard of his fame before.
Why did he become their sergeant major right after he arrived?
Doubt, suspicion, surprise, all kinds of emotions surged up at once, accompanied by a burst of cold whispers.
"He looks so young, can he do it?"
"Is the Tattered Prince confused? Letting such a person be our sergeant major?"
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, I'd better see if there are other battalions willing to take me."
Viserys knew that he could not convince everyone as a newcomer. Since there were sergeants majors from other battalions willing to accept his challenge, he had to make good use of this opportunity!
He stepped forward, took out the appointment letter given to him by the Tattered Prince and said:
"Everyone, from today on I will be responsible for the reconstruction of the Seventh Battalion, but as for how to do it, we can talk about it later. Now I want to compete in swordsmanship with these sergeants majors. Please disperse and make room. Those who are willing to bet can also play a few rounds!"
When the mercenaries heard this,
they looked at each other in bewilderment. They had never seen such an unusual way of taking office.
However, the barracks were lacking in entertainment, so of course everyone was willing to watch the excitement.
They also wanted to know how capable the new sergeant major, Brother Long, was.
Soon an empty space was vacated, and Viserys stood in the center and said to the sergeants on the sidelines:
"Who will go first, sirs?"