Reborn: Imperial Officer Promotion Guide

Hull returned to his room. The treatment of second lieutenant officers was not good.

Compared to the dormitory beds shared by other soldiers, his room was only more private.

Lying on the hard single bed, Hull looked through the personnel list of Team 8.

A thick stack of information records everyone's information.

Hull had to memorize the names and basic information of his subordinates.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Hull asked Goliath who was standing guard in the corridor outside the door.

"It's Sergeant Qiu Mo."

"...let him in."

When the door opened, Sergeant Qiu Mo walked in with a flattering smile on his face.

"Shangguan, we have prepared a welcome reception for you. I am here to invite you to the banquet."

"Welcome reception? Judging from your attitude today, you don't seem to be very welcoming to me. Would you be so kind as to do this?"

Hull said as he lay on the bed and looked at the personnel list.

"Shangguan, look at what you said. We don't want to go against you. There must be a misunderstanding in today's incident. Just think that we are blind and don't bother with us."

"Our team lives a hard life, so today we specially prepared delicious food and wine for you. Please show some mercy in the future, Shangguan."

"..."

Hull wanted to refuse, but his eyes clearly showed ill intentions.

Instead of worrying about being calculated by the other party all the time, it is better to jump into the other party's trap with confidence.

Solve the problems ahead of time and eliminate the bad apples, and then the troops will obey your management.

Hull stood up.

"...Okay, is the location chosen to be the team cafeteria?"

"No, no, no, in the special room where we sergeants usually gather."

"Really? You sergeants have a room specifically for gatherings?"

These sergeants live a really good life. They can even get together at any time. I don’t know how much of the ordinary soldiers’ rations they have squeezed.

"Hehehe... Well, since you've taken so much trouble, let's go."

"Okay, I'll lead the way for you, please follow me." Sergeant Qiu Mo led Hull out of the room with a smile.

"Ha, I'll go with you, too."

Hearing Goliath's words, Qiu Mo's expression was instantly clouded.

Apparently, after seeing Goliath's skills today, he was also a little scared.

"It's not appropriate to bring guards to the welcome party. From now on, we are all companions of Team 8. Sir, you won't doubt your subordinates, right?"

"Ugh..."

Hull couldn't help but sigh. How stupid must he be to have the words "not having good intentions" written on his face?

He was probably used to bullying his subordinates in the past, and thought everyone else was as stupid as he was.

Hull did not expose the truth and turned around to reject Goliath.

He wanted to see what tricks the other party was trying to play.

"It's okay, I'll go alone."

"By the way, Sir, don't bring your wand. It doesn't mean to be friendly if you bring a weapon."

Just as Hull was about to take [Ya Ying] from the room, Qiu Mo stopped him.

"Soldiers are always on the battlefield. As a general, it is normal for me to carry my wand with me, right?"

"Oh my, Shangguan, you are too cautious. If you really encounter an enemy attack, with our loyal subordinates guarding you, what are you worried about? Or are you afraid?"

Hehehe...Heer laughed secretly in his heart.

How stupid is this guy? He almost has the conspiracy carved on his face.

Hull acted as if he had been provoked and put the [Tooth Shadow] back into the drawer.

"...Hehe, okay, you lead the way."

Led by Sergeant Qiu Mo, Hull came to the meeting room.

Five sergeants, including Qiu Mo, took their seats directly, all with hypocritical smiles on their faces.

"..."

Hull looked at the wine and meat on the table.

Six bottles of white wine and utensils containing grilled meat and bread were placed on the table.

Although the food variety is not luxurious, the quantity is large.

It can be seen that they have invested a lot of money.

Sergeant Qiu Mo said proudly, holding a bottle of white wine.

"How is it? It's very sumptuous, isn't it? I asked the kitchen to make this specially."

"...Um."

I'm afraid they forced the kitchen staff to take out the food in stock.

Although Hull wanted to say so, since the other party had already started the performance, how could he not accompany him to the end?

So Hull sat down in the vacant main seat with confidence.

"Shangguan, these are gifts from us subordinates. You must drink them all up!"

Sergeant Qiu Mo pulled the cork out of the bottle of white wine and filled the glass in front of Hull.

"..."

Hull just picked up the wine glass and shook it, but was reluctant to drink it.

"Shangguan, what's wrong?" Qiu Mo cast a malicious look.

"I'm worried that the wine might be poisoned."

Hearing this, Qiu Mo was shocked: "What does this mean?! How could we poison Shangguan's wine?"

Hull ignored him, playing with the wine glass in his hand, and then carefully looked at the white wine on the table.

Then, he picked out a bottle of white wine from the remaining bottles on the table.

Hull pulled out the cork from the bottle in his hand, and everyone present looked stern.

"Really? I'm glad you didn't poison me. I think you all know how to drink. Come on! Let's have a toast together."

"Just drink this bottle I picked especially for you."

Hearing Hull's words, the sergeants were all stunned.

"Ah!? No, no, no, this wine is extremely precious. How dare we snatch it from Shangguan? We are all giving it to you as a token of our filial piety."

"Don't be so polite. Isn't this a welcome party? At least everyone should have a toast together first. This is common sense."

Regardless of the other party's refusal, Hull still filled Qiu Mo and the others' glasses with the specially selected white wine.

"Well, we have to get along well from now on. Cheers!"

Hull raised the wine glass that Qiu Mo had just filled for him, then tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

"This wine tastes very good, very tasty. ... Hmm? What's wrong? Why are you so stern? You won't drink the wine poured by Shangguan himself?"

Hull glanced at everyone present.

"..."

"There's no poison in this. This is the wine you prepared specially for me, isn't it?"

"!!!"

Qiu Mo's already ashen face was reflected in Heer's dark pupils that were like a night ghost.

The sergeants looked pale and their hands holding the wine glasses were shaking.

But Hull spoke slowly at this time.

"...I once worked as a handyman in a tavern. After that, I went to school and spent all day studying various poisons. Even today, all this knowledge is still in my mind."

"I can tell at a glance which bottle is poisonous and which is not." Hull tapped the wine bottle next to him with his fingers.

“...Huh!?” Several people turned pale with fear.

Hull showed his two rows of teeth with a bright smile on his face.

"It's just a joke, don't take it seriously, come on, drink it!"

Although it was called a welcome reception, the sergeants looked as if they were standing on the guillotine.

Hull still had that nonchalant smile on his face.

"Hey, what's wrong? Drink it quickly. If the wine is left in the air for too long, it won't taste mellow anymore."

"Well...well, I suddenly feel a little unwell. It might be caused by the injury during the day. I won't drink it." Qiu Mo swallowed, his expression pale.

"At this point, you don't think you can get away with this excuse, do you?"

Hull stared at the other person closely, grabbed Qiu Mo's hand, and was about to put the wine glass into his mouth.

"Wow!!"

Sergeant Qiu Mo suddenly stood up, threw away his wine glass, raised his fist and hit Hull in the face.

Hull seemed to be prepared and easily dodged the opponent's fist.

He took something out of his arms and raised his hand towards Qiu Mo's head.

The next second, Qiu Mo's head flew far away and hit the wall, swirling on the ground along with the knocked-over wine bottle.

The only thing left was Qiu Mo's standing still, dirty blood still gushing out from the broken neck. Then he collapsed to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.

"Usually a magician only has one wand, but not all magicians follow this common sense..."

"For example, I have more than one wand!"

This scene had already frightened the other sergeants. They stammered for a long time and couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Don't look at it. Sergeant Qiu Mo is dead. The rest of you must remember what I just said. This information may save your life on the battlefield."

Hull picked up the napkin on the table and wiped his black hair that was splattered with blood, then gave a kind smile to the remaining sergeants.

And what Hull held in his right hand was a short and sturdy magic wand.

It was at that moment that Hull used his magic wand to cast a spell and blew Qiu Mo's head off.

The magic wand is called [Wind Willow] and is one of the protective magic wands that Hull carries with him.

Just a gentle wave can activate the wind blade magic that is as sharp as a blade piercing the body.

Compared to the small size of the magic wand, the magic contained in it is not weak, and it is perfect for close combat.

It is one of Hull's collections.

Looking at the sergeants who had lost their will to fight, Hull placed the red-stained napkin in his hand on the table.

Continue to urge people to drink in an imperative tone.

"Drink it, and don't make me repeat the order."

"....Eh!" A sergeant's body was shaking, as if a butcher's knife was hanging around his neck, and a trembling sound came out of his mouth.

"What? Are you planning to disobey my orders too?" Hull asked with his head tilted.

Standing in front of Hull, the sergeant named Sam fell to his knees instantly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Please forgive me, it was...Qiu Mo who poisoned us! He forced us to do this!"

"Poison? Are you saying there's poison in this wine? How could such a thing be possible?"

Hull put on an expression of surprise.

"Well, don't get me wrong. I executed Sergeant Qiu Mo on the spot, not because of poisoning."

"He suddenly attacked me, and I simply executed him on the spot according to military law."

"However, if you admit that this glass of wine is poisoned, then I'm sorry, but attempting to poison your superior will result in the death penalty for both the principal offender and the accomplice."

Hearing Hull's words, the sergeant next to him named Zelega suddenly felt as if his head was hit by a heavy hammer. Stars appeared in his eyes and his lips were bloodless.

"Let me confirm again, is there poison in this wine? Answer me!" Hull's tone suddenly became stern.

"No...no poison." The sergeant named Bass interrupted.

"Really? That's good."

Heer looked at the other person with a face full of a bright smile: "Then, you two can drink together."

Sergeant Bass, who was standing next to him, felt as if he was on a life-or-death battlefield, and tried hard to calm his heaving chest.

Listening to Hull's order, he couldn't say a word, but his hand holding the wine glass was still shaking: "This..."

"What's wrong? There's no poison in this wine. As your superior, I personally poured the wine for you. There's no reason not to drink it, right?"

"...!"

Sergeant Digert only felt his lower body getting warm at this moment, and then he realized that a pool of smelly liquid had flowed down at his feet.

"I...I...I still have family, Shang...Shangguan, please...have mercy on me!"

"Excuse me, let's put family chats off until after the toast."

"No...please...please forgive me..."

Hull sighed and began to settle accounts with the sergeants present.

"You all have family members at home. If, I mean if, after drinking this wine, you become unwell and eventually die of poisoning, according to the imperial law, this will be considered a death in the line of duty. Your family members can receive a pension after your death. I will also fight for more compensation for your family members."

Herr pointed a finger.

"But if... you knew in advance that the wine was poisoned, and that's why you refused to drink it. That means you planned to poison me. According to the imperial law, deliberately murdering your superior during wartime is treason. Not only will you die, but you won't get any compensation. Your relatives within the three clans will also be implicated and lose their heads!"

Hull clenched his fingers into a fist.

Looking at the sergeants who were already at a loss.

Huer picked up Qiu Mo's head from the ground with a smile and put it on the table for everyone to see.

"To die in the line of duty or to be executed for treason. Now, make your choice."

As he spoke, he tightened his grip on the wand.

"Shang...Shangguan, will you...will you really treat our death as a death in the line of duty?"

"Oh, of course, Sergeant Sam." Hull smiled.

"......" The rest of the sergeants were also silent.

"So, raise your glass, and remember to drink it all in one go."

At Hull's urging, especially when they saw the magic wand in Hull's hand, the three sergeants, Bass, Sam, and Zelega, seemed to have made up their minds to die. They closed their eyes, raised the wine glasses in their hands, and drank them all.

Seeing this, Hull smiled and nodded.

But there was still one person who did not obey Hull's order.

Digert was still holding the wine glass with trembling hands, and he kept repeating himself as if he had gone mad.

"Please, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to--"

Hull shook his head helplessly, and the moment he raised his hand, Digert's head floated up gently like a balloon, then rolled to the ground.

"As a soldier, you should be prepared to be killed before you kill anyone. If you don't even understand this, you don't deserve to be a soldier!"

Hull put away the wand in his hand, leaving behind these words, not bothering to read any more.

The three sergeants in front of him were still groaning and waiting for death to come.

After a long time, Hull sneered, then picked up the same bottle of white wine and poured himself a glass in front of them.

Then he stood up, raised his neck, and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking, Hull turned the glass upside down on the table and sat back on the stool.

After exhaling the breath of alcohol, Hull spoke slowly.

"Don't worry, the white wine you just drank is not poisonous."

"Wha...what?!"

Hull smiled bitterly: "I just took advantage of your inattention to change the position of the poisoned wine bottle on the table, and then used words to mislead you, making you believe that the wine I chose was poisonous. This is just a common trick in the tavern, and it can actually fool you..."

"As sergeants, you need to improve your insight and judgment. Do you hear me?"

As Hull spoke, he picked up the bottle of white wine that was truly poisonous from under the table.

After hearing Hull's explanation, the three sergeants touched their faces and throats, and after confirming that there was no problem, they breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed. Each of their faces was filled with a smile of having survived a disaster.

"call..."

"Hmm? I didn't hear your answer."

"Ah... yes!"

The three sergeants immediately straightened their bodies and responded in unison.

"Go down and tell the team clearly. My troops, including me, must abide by military law in everything they say and do."

"If anyone violates military rules, no matter who they are, there will be no mercy."

"Take the heads of these two men and deliver them to the troops tomorrow. If any soldier fails to deliver the message, I will hold you accountable according to military law."

"Yes Yes!"

The three sergeants straightened up again and saluted Helby like flags planted in the ground.

After leaving these words, Hull got up and left.

Start the follow-up work after law enforcement.

I was busy until late at night before falling into a deep sleep.