Become a lord from baron

"Warriors, you are all the best, whether you are a tauren, a centaur, or a human warrior, I am proud of you."

Alan stood up and announced the end of the fighting competition. At the same time, he had his hands lift the injured orcs and human warriors aside and began treatment.

"Now, let’s start the second round of competition, this time a competition of shooting skills."

Marco said on the side. He waved his hand. Immediately, three hundred ironwood longbows with tree characteristics were sent to the center of the field. At the same time, the tree people began to make targets and arrows.

"The same rules apply. One hundred people from three races are selected to compete in shooting skills."

Marco finished speaking, and soon, three hundred people came out.

At this time, the tree man had also finished shaping the targets and distributed ten arrows to each person.

"Within twenty breaths, shoot ten arrows! Start now!"

As soon as Marco finished speaking, the half-horse people who had been the worst in the fight quickly set up their bows and shot arrows.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The sound of arrows piercing the air resounded again and again!

Ten arrows appeared instantly on the target a hundred meters away, all hitting the bull's-eye.

This made Allen slightly raise his eyebrows. He is indeed a natural archer, no matter how far away he is. I'm afraid they can hit the target accurately.

Then there are the human warriors. Although they are not as perverted as the centaur, human warriors can hit the target with nine out of ten arrows, and among them, three or four arrows are closer to the center..

This is not bad for human warriors.

The most miserable ones are naturally the champions of the fighting competition, the tauren.

The bows and arrows of these overly tall tauren are extremely awkward. It would be good if one or two arrows out of ten can hit.

This result , the tauren stared with eyes wide open, expressions of disbelief on their faces. The centaurs held their heads up proudly.

Obviously, this time, the centaurs were first, the humans were second, and the tauren were last.

"A very wonderful performance, my warriors, the results are now out. In the first two competitions, the Tauren won first place, three points, third place, one point, and a total of four points."

"Human warrior, 2nd place twice, total four points!"

"Half Marathon, first place once, third place once, four points in total!"

Alan sat on a stool on one side, eating fruit while watching Marco in front of him announce the results.

"Now that the three of you are tied, this means that the next result will be your final result. Soldiers, please take it seriously."

Marco said loudly:"Start now, rest for an hour, and then prepare for a group tactical battle of 500 people. I hope you can all achieve good results."

After Marco finished speaking, immediately, the three camps began to make noise, and they seemed to be choosing. Five hundred suitable people.

Soon, an hour later, five hundred people from the three camps had been selected and a melee of understanding began.

Allen was watching not far away. Although the orcs were very powerful in one aspect, they all had one characteristic, that is, they were relatively simple-minded.

The centaur is okay, he still knows how to dodge and knows some of the simplest tactics.

The tauren are completely reckless, and every one of them is red and frail. Anyone who dares to stand in front of them will have to bear the wrath of the tauren.

The human warriors are the most shrewd among them. They will never confront the tauren head-on. Instead, they often lead the tauren into the centaur camp.

Soon, the two orc races began to fight, and the humans kept attacking around them.

The result is obvious. The humans won. The tauren won the second place with their recklessness. The worst thing was the centaur, who had basically been knocked down.

"Marco, announce the results."

Alan saw that the time was almost up and immediately asked Marco to announce the end.

"In this year's competition, the first place is a human warrior, the second place is a tauren warrior, and the third place is a centaur warrior!"

This result was announced, and the two major orc races were completely unacceptable.

But they had to accept it, because this was the result witnessed by everyone.

"Is anyone dissatisfied with this result?"

Alan stood up slowly at this time, walked to the front and said.

None of the soldiers spoke. Although they couldn't accept the result in their hearts, they were very convinced that they lost.

"Very good. I believe that after this competition, you should all understand each other's situation. Orc warriors, you should have enough understanding of human warriors now. Human warriors, the same goes for you."

"None of you are perfect, you all have your own strengths and weaknesses."

Alan's tone was calm and serious.

"But please remember who you are fighting for!"

As soon as Allen asked the question, the soldiers in front of him responded loudly:"Fight for your lord!"

"Fight for the master!"

Alan was pleased with their response.

"Very good, warriors, you are all my warriors. You will all charge with me on the battlefield in the future, and your skills will become the enemy's nightmare!"

"Therefore, I hope that you can let go of racial prejudices and regard everyone as a brother who can trust your life. Only in this way can we conquer all enemies, because we are united enough and because we are strong enough!"

"The purpose of bringing you out to compete today is to let you see the strengths and weaknesses of each other, and to understand each other better so that you can further integrate."

"Okay, everyone is tired today. Let’s take a good rest. From tomorrow on, both human and orc warriors will eat and drink together, train together, and rest together."

After Allen finished speaking, the warriors from the three camps in front of him all looked at each other.

"Human warrior! You are very powerful and have won our respect. We tauren are willing to fight with you!"

Among the tauren, a leading warrior suddenly said loudly.

The tauren's thinking is very simple and they worship the strong.

If humans win, they deserve their respect.

"So do we half-horses!"

The centaur camp made a sound.

The human warrior suddenly smiled.

"Tauren warriors, you are also very powerful. You are born warriors. In a head-on confrontation, we are not as good as you."

"The same goes for centaur warriors. You are natural marksmen, very powerful."

A human warrior said:"Let us gain glory together for adults, for ourselves, and for everyone!"

"glory!"

The tauren catered to

"glory!"

The centaur also said loudly.

Seeing this scene, Allen was slightly surprised. Originally, he thought it would take some time for the warriors of the three races to accept each other.

Unexpectedly, in just one day, three The warriors of the race accepted each other.

Even Marco was shocked by this scene.

"Sir, you are really amazing. You solved a difficult problem in one day. It is unbelievable. Is the friendship between men really built by fighting?"

Marco had some doubts.

Allen didn't explain much about this. He just handed over these warriors and knights to Marco and asked them to start a five-day unified training. This can only make them cooperate more tacitly..

And Allen himself returned to Sirius City.

ps: Chapter 2, asking for freshness, asking for evaluation votes, asking for monthly tickets, asking for customization, regarding the tourism industry, this was originally prepared for the nobles...

After all, it is According to the development of the river, only nobles can use boats to travel along the way.

Of course, there are always some wealthy people among the common people who can also consume.

In addition, since it is a tourism industry, it will definitely use fun, good-looking, and delicious food, um, Don’t say too much, otherwise it will be boring...

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