Reborn: Imperial Officer Promotion Guide

When Hull walked out of the military command room, Goliath had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"It was so loud inside that I could hear it from outside. What's going on?"

"Ah, that's my superior, Lieutenant Mosby. He's a pretty nervous guy. I have to be more careful in the future."

"Uh...from what I heard you say in there, I don't think you have any intention of being cautious."

"Really?"

Hull thought he had given his superior a lot of face and had always been humble to the other party during the conversation.

Logically speaking, this is already cautious enough.

"Oh, forget it. No matter how much I try to persuade him, he won't be able to do it."

"Of course I won't listen to advice. I have no intention of deliberately causing unpleasantness to my superiors or subordinates. Only when the army is in unison can we fight well. If I don't fight well and make military achievements, when can we return to the imperial capital?"

"Besides, obedience is a soldier's duty. I have no intention of deliberately disobeying my superiors."

"...He'er still can't figure it out. Never mind. Let's just leave it at that. I've gotten used to you anyway." Goliath said with a sigh.

Hull didn't understand what the other party meant at all, so he could only shift his attention to other things.

On the way back to the 8th Squad camp, Warrant Officer Gabi from the 5th Squad ran over and stopped Hull and the others.

"Lieutenant Hull, it's great that you're here! Report from the front line - the Kumin barbarians are coming. Lieutenant Mosbia has ordered all lieutenants and warrant officers under the 4th Squadron to gather in the conference room urgently!"

"it is good."

Hull turned and followed Warrant Officer Gabi and ran towards the conference room.

After entering the conference room, Hull found that more than half of the second lieutenants and warrant officers of the 4th Squadron had gathered in the conference room.

"Too slow! What the hell are you doing to me!"

Lieutenant Mosbia strode toward Hull and shouted in his face in a voice that was almost a roar.

Obviously he hadn't yet recovered from the previous argument, and was now deliberately picking on Hull.

"I have rushed here as quickly as I received the notice..."

Besides, there are still so many officers who have not arrived. Can I blame myself for being too slow?

"How dare you talk back!"

Lieutenant Mosbia roared and swung his fist at Hull's face.

At this moment, Goliath reached out and grabbed the opponent's wrist, then lifted him up.

"You...let me go!"

"Goliath, don't lose your dignity."

Hull crossed his arms across his chest, looking coldly at Lieutenant Mosbia, who looked in pain, while giving instructions to Goliath.

"Ah! Let... go! Quickly... let me go! I command you, put me down!"

Lieutenant Mosbia screamed in pain and struggled.

But Goliath had no intention of letting go. He just continued in silence and slowly increased the strength of his palm.

He did not release Lieutenant Mosbia's wrist until Hull ordered Goliath to let go.

"Sir Lieutenant, I'm so sorry. Goliath is my personal guard and does not belong to you, so he will not obey your orders."

"What did you say?"

Lieutenant Mosbia looked at the giant warrior in military uniform in front of him. He thought it was a soldier from Team 8. Could it be Hull's personal guard?

"Of course, as your subordinate, if I violate military law and you want to punish me, I will definitely not resist. When the time comes, I will also prohibit Goliath from interfering in advance."

"However, I am sorry that I cannot accept your unreasonable criticism without any judgment criteria."

"Goliath also needs to fulfill his guard duties. I have no reason to stop this corporal punishment that is not in compliance with military law. I believe you can forgive me."

"..."

Lieutenant Mosbia held his wrist, cold sweat on his face, and his expression was very ugly.

"Oh, I have one more thing to tell you. Goliath's strength is far beyond that of an ordinary person. It doesn't even take a second to crush a person's hand bones. He has already held back. Please don't take it to heart."

"...!"

Hearing Hull's words, sweat poured down Lieutenant Mosbia's forehead and back like a waterfall.

Hull also noticed the other party's abnormality.

But he didn't understand why the other person looked so unhappy when he was just giving a kind reminder.

Forget it, there are more important things at hand than such trivial matters.

"Lieutenant Mosbia, this is an emergency. How about we start the meeting right away?"

"No... I don't need you to remind me! Hey, who! Where did the Kuming barbarians appear?" Lieutenant Mosbia raised his hand and pointed at a warrant officer.

Called by Lieutenant Mosbia, Warrant Officer Arthur of the 4th Squad stood up in a panic.

"Yes! We received an urgent report from the front line that traces of the Kumins were found 13 kilometers south of the fortress!"

"How many people are there?"

"Report! About a hundred people!"

Lieutenant Mosbia habitually tried to touch his chin with his right hand, but his wrist suddenly hurt.

He raised his eyes and looked at Hull, as if he had thought of something wonderful, and his face immediately turned from anger to joy.

"...This is an urgent matter. I order! Squad 8 to go there as the vanguard and defend the nearby villages. The rest of the troops will follow me and respond accordingly!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.

Hull thought about it for a moment, and when all the officers, led by Lieutenant Mosbia, looked at him, he slowly replied, "I understand."

Then, under everyone's surprised eyes, he strode out of the conference room.

"Hull, why don't you stay and listen to the detailed battle plan first?" Goliath followed closely.

"That's not necessary. It's more important to get to the battlefield as soon as possible than to have a battle plan."

Hull reached the stable in the fortress as quickly as possible.

He mounted his horse and rode quickly back to the barracks of Team 8.

After getting off his horse, Hull immediately ordered the team members to assemble urgently at the training ground!

Within five minutes, all the team members had gathered.

"All troops, march quickly! Target location - 55 South Latitude, 37 West Longitude. Private Etan, you will be the leader of the troops. The command is handed over to Sergeant Bass. After arriving at the designated location, stay on the spot!"

"Yes!"

After giving the combat order, Hull mounted his horse and galloped out of the fortress without any intention of stopping.

In the blink of an eye, everyone started running.

Of course, the infantry did not have the speed to catch up with Hull on his warhorse.

Soon Hull had distanced himself from the main force, but he didn't care at all.

As the vanguard of the advance team, of course I have to be the first to rush to the front.

Huer couldn't just let the soldiers go to the front line while he hid behind and drank tea.

Less than 5 minutes after arriving at the designated location, the army of the Kuming barbarians was discovered in the distance.

In order to prevent his position from being exposed in advance, Hull dismounted immediately and led his horse to hide in a secluded place with lush vegetation.

Another 4 minutes later, the follow-up infantry unit also arrived at the designated location.

"Yes, you arrived just in time."

"Huh...Huh...It's all thanks to my daily long-distance running training." Sergeant Bass replied breathlessly.

Hull did not look back at his subordinates behind him, but continued to observe the Kuming troops taking action in the distance.

They appear to be on the march, and at this point it is unclear whether the surrounding villages have been looted.

The Kuming barbarians have lived in the mountains all year round. They have amazing leg strength and are particularly good at using short axes.

They usually wear furs as clothing to keep warm, and their bodies are painted with battle patterns to show their courage.

They are the ancient indigenous people who have lived in this area since ancient times.

"Are there any strong people among the Kumin who can use magic?"

"As of now, there should be one in that team. Shangguan, you see, it's the barbarian wearing a feather crown."

Private Etan, who was approaching from behind, pointed his finger at the barbarian troops in the distance.

“How come you see?”

"In the culture of the Kumin people, the feather crown is a symbol of strength and warriors. However, I am not sure what kind of wands the Kumin people use."

"Very good. The enemy should have fought against the Imperial Army before. They should be able to recognize my officer's uniform, right?"

"Since you are a hero, you will definitely not refuse a one-on-one duel with a commander like me. Then let me be the bait."

"The moment I defeat the enemy's leader is the signal to attack. Let's attack that Kumin army together!"

"Wait a minute, Shangguan, it's too dangerous for you to go alone!"

Hull smiled, turned around and looked at the soldier behind him and said with a smile: "What are you worried about? I'm not as weak as you think."

Bass, who had seen Hull's fighting power, smiled bitterly and thought that the one who should be worried about was Kumin on the opposite side.

"Then don't we have to wait for the lieutenant's team?" Sergeant Bass asked hurriedly.

"Look at the time. In a few minutes they will leave this forest. The village of my empire is on the other side of the forest. It will be too late if we don't take action now. Sergeant Bass, I leave this to you. Follow my orders!"

After saying this, without waiting for his subordinates to reply, Hull rushed out like a black lightning.

In order to avoid accidental injuries to their companions, in most cases, magicians will voluntarily separate from the main group and fight one-on-one.

If a layman in magic wants to kill a magician, he must either be a senior warrior with superb combat skills, or use human wave tactics when he has the advantage of numbers.

This group of Kumin troops has more than a hundred people, which is twice the size of their own army. It is already the size of a squadron.

Then the commander on the opposite side is only at the level of a lieutenant.

A battle of this scale is definitely worth fighting!