There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

If this continues, the empire may not be able to defend even the area around the Funeral Plain and will have to retreat to the hinterland.

One can imagine how the people in the occupied cities would be treated.

The six nations in the Central Plains, under the pretext of "equality, freedom and sovereignty", were actually doing things that were even more cruel and despicable than their own.

But Winfield considered more issues than excitement:

"Then who will be the commander-in-chief, the brain of the entire army?"

When people are in a high position, no one will submit to anyone standing above them for no reason.

But Domi didn't care, he insisted on doing this:

"I!"

The noise in the conference room disappeared in an instant, and it became as silent as death.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

“Yes, but I think I have the ability.”

Just when the other generals were about to explode, Argyle suddenly stood up and said loudly:

"On behalf of the more than 10,000 troops directly under the Blofeld family, I declare that I will obey Dominic's command."

Seeing that the future head of the Blofeld family had said so, other pro-Blofeld nobles also expressed their stance and supported Domi's "dictatorship".

Domi also gave Argyle a grateful look.

Argyle just smiled slightly, as if there was nothing that the brothers could not help and achieve together.

But at the same time, many people expressed dissatisfaction, especially the taciturn but powerful commander of the Second Army. Even Winfield expressed some dissatisfaction.

If a sixteen-year-old kid were allowed to ride on their heads and shit on them, where would the old faces of these imperial generals be kept?

Just when the situation was at a stalemate, it was General Hank, who had facilitated everything, who stepped in to resolve the situation:

"I have a suggestion. How about dividing the command into three parts and assigning them to the three major legions? At the same time, all the nobles' directly affiliated troops can be incorporated into their respective legions. This will at least simplify things a lot more than having the empire's high-ranking officials and nobles interfere."

Winfield nodded. "Not a bad compromise."

The commander of the Second Army Corps had nothing to say.

As for the nobles present, they dared not say anything. This group of daring guys had even undermined the royal family and high-ranking officials. What kind of deterrent power did the nobles behind them have...

Finally, the meeting voted and decided to adopt Domi's proposal, which will take effect immediately.

However, just when Domi thought he would not be able to play in person this time, Hank suddenly made a big turn, which made everyone almost fall down:

"Since everyone agrees, I will hand over the command of the Third Army to you, Dominic. From now on, you will be the commander of the Third Army, and you will have a share of this three-part command."

Chapter 311 Domi's Legion Reconstruction Plan

Chapter 311-310- Domi's Legion Reconstruction Plan

"That concludes the agenda regarding command. Do you have anything else you would like to add, General Dominic?"

After Hank handed over power and Domi was instantly promoted to general, it was only a matter of time before he put on the general's uniform with a black robe and gold edges.

"Yes, I will not withdraw my insistence on unified command being under one person. Since both generals are unconvinced, how about we have a fair fight?"

"Oh? What kind of contest is it?"

"Now the First Army is responsible for the central front, the Second Army is responsible for the northern wing, and the Third Army is responsible for the southern front. They are all heading west and are familiar with their respective positions. They have a common enemy...

It would be better to use the results of the battle as the bet, to see which legion can achieve greater results under such circumstances, and to decide which legion's general is the general who can lead the entire army.

Let the facts and results speak for themselves. This way everyone can see it, and it is open and transparent. I think this is the most authoritative. The operational strategy can also be discussed within each legion and cannot be figured out. This is the biggest threat to the Alliance Army, and the policy issue can be solved directly in this way. "

Both of them fell into deep thought, wondering whether they should take this gamble with the new general.

However, Duomi did not give them a chance to think about it and added fuel to the fire:

"Could it be that the two generals have lost confidence in their own abilities and the troops under their command?

Thinking back to the days when the Lionheart Empire’s soldiers were so strong that they could fight ten enemies at once without losing the upper hand, the martial spirit has always burned in our blood. Could it be that after decades, it has completely cooled down?”

"joke."

The silent second general finally spoke at this time.

"I accept your bet, what about you, Winfield?"

Winfield was in a dilemma and had no choice but to agree.

Seeing the two men taking the bait, Domi smiled secretly.

"Then I will admit defeat. Everyone present here will be my witness!"

After this, the meeting passed a lot of minor issues, such as the rectification of military discipline and style, food and fodder supply, etc.

When the meeting was over, everyone left and Domi was ready to leave with Xia and Argyle.

But as soon as he walked out of the door, Domi was stopped by General Hank, who seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.

"Would it be convenient for us to talk alone?"

"My pleasure……"

The three of them parted ways for the time being, and Domi and Hank came to a well-known old coffee shop in the city together. They sat in a corner and each ordered a cup of the shop's signature drink.

The warm spring sun shines through the window glass onto the brown wooden round table, as if an indescribable warmth shines into the heart, making people feel extremely at ease.

After ordering their food, the two of them just sat there enjoying this moment of peace, until the aroma of coffee with a hint of milk drifted past their noses, and Hank took a deep breath.

"This coffee shop has been my favorite place to hang out since I came to this city, so I don't want it to be destroyed by the war."

"Then why did you transfer the power to me, General? Wouldn't it be better if I could protect you personally..."

He picked up the exquisite European teacup and took a sip. The rich aroma of coffee drifted in the air, making Domi want to taste it too. However, before he figured out the reason behind the matter, he was just interested but not in the mood.

Ding--

The teacup and base came into contact again, making a crisp sound of ceramics colliding.

Hank looked at Domi meaningfully, as if he could see his future from his present self.

"Didn't you say you have the ability? Then I will give you this stage to show your talent to your heart's content."

"Can……"

Domi was a little confused as to why someone he didn't even know and had no relationship with would make such a big concession for him.

"I know what you're thinking. Don't overthink it. I did this because you can understand it as an investment in you, and I also did it to repay your father for his kindness."

"My father? Carlos?"

“Yes, Carlos.

He helped me once on the battlefield. Without him, I wouldn't be in this position.

I have thought about repaying this favor, but since this guy became the head of the Blofeld family, I have never had the chance to do so. Now I will repay you."

So that's how it is. Domi couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I thought I had already escaped from the protection of my family, but I didn't expect that in the end I would still receive the favor of my old father. It really is fate that plays tricks on me.

Taking advantage of the moment when Domi was wondering what he was thinking, Hank drank the rest of the coffee, then stood up, grabbed the coat behind the chair and put it on.

Domi wanted to send him off but was stopped:

"No need, and the coffee will get cold if you don't drink it now."

Domi watched Hank leave the coffee shop and walk away along the street that had lost its former prosperity...

After Hank left, Domi looked at the coffee in the cup in front of him, which was as calm as a lake, and the exquisite latte art on it:

"I want to try it and see how delicious it is..."

After that, Domi became a regular customer of this store.

……

After the imperial army retreated to the Funeral Plain, all the troops were stationed outside the walls of Signo. There were endless white tents and little men in military uniforms walking around and stopping among them.

The day after the meeting, Domi and Xia Argyle came to the Third Legion’s base, which was located on the south side of the city wall, which just corresponded to the direction of their attack.

"Put up the tents, line up—"

Lancelot, wearing light leather armor and with his two-handed sword neatly slung behind his back, shouted loudly.

Just yesterday, Lancelot took charge of the Third Legion so that Domi could take command at this moment.

As an assistant, he should work harder. After all, compared with the other two generals, Domi is far behind in terms of familiarity with his own legion, and he has to help fill this gap.

wow-

The sounds of tents being opened and closed came one after another, mixed with the collision of armor and the clanging of weapons.

The discipline of the Third Legion was clearly revealed at this moment. Even though there were as many as 60,000 people, the team was still extremely neat and tidy, as sharp-edged as the tofu blocks in the army of the previous life.

However, these good guys have cat-like faces, dull eyes and numb expressions. In this state, they cannot win a big victory even with the best discipline.

"That won't do~"

"Why not? General Hank has disciplined them very well. They are much better than those nobles' direct troops. Of course, our own troops are excluded." Argyle on the side said puzzledly.

Xia didn't say anything. He knew that Domi would definitely do something weird again. He should just keep an eye on him for a while, just make sure he didn't go too far...

"The discipline is there, but in my opinion they are still missing something, something crucial."

"what?"

"A more extreme and thorough motive!"

Chapter 312: Phantom Night Training Ground

Chapter 312-311- Phantom Night Training Ground

The Phantom Night Mark, which is a fusion of the Shadow Beast Mark, the Night Mark and Domi's own transformed shadow talent, gives Domi powers similar to Nyx.

Nyx's Cunningham family transformed an entire villa into a field where 'occultism' could flourish, so he could do the same.

So Domi carved out a space in his own underworld and covered it with phantom night, which was equivalent to setting up a barrier and a physical medium.

But he also wanted to strengthen the performance of "Mystery", so he built a majestic statue made entirely of Hades stone in his own image in the center of the space.

This statue is equivalent to a 'signal amplifier'.

If the number of attributes he could bestow with the barrier and physical medium was one hundred units, then now it was five hundred units.

It's not that this number cannot be increased again. It will increase as Domi's divine power increases. However, it is too early now. Five hundred is enough.

He called this carefully prepared space - 'Phantom Night Training Ground'

After driving the entire Third Legion into the Underworld, Domi and others were able to fly freely in the training ground with his authorization.

"Xia, I'll trouble you to prepare a specific illusion later. The content is... and then split it into 500 equal parts. I will give them the property of continuous operation."

After hearing this, Xia suddenly felt like she was having a heart attack. She looked at Domi as if he were a demon, and couldn't help but worry:

"Will this cause the soldiers to develop some serious mental illness?"

However, Domi just blinked:

"So you have to control the balance. You have to let them see hope, but also dash their hope at the last moment, and then let them see hope again, and repeat this cycle over and over again."

"But what if they really got through the illusion?"

"Then force a replay and reward them for another try."

Xia felt that this was not a temporary performance, but a premeditated persecution...

"All troops, listen up! Divide into 500 teams! Quick, quick, quick!"

Lancelot gave loud orders, and Domi and the other two were suspended in the air overlooking the situation. Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

As the spell constructed by Xia fell, a huge illusion created based on everyone's memories and inner feelings fell quietly.

Sixty thousand people floated in this space, ignoring gravity, as if they were asleep. It was a spectacular sight.

It's just that the expressions on their faces didn't seem very pleasant, and their bodies were twitching violently...

Xia closed her eyes. She seldom prayed to the God of Glory, but at this moment she couldn't help but pray to the merciful God that He would forgive her atrocities.