Job Change Javelinist, Deadly Throw

The Human Soldier's advancement paths were distinctly different from the Barbarian's.

The Spearman was acceptable, a standard unit, but the Javelinist truly captured Loren's interest.

Normally, a complete army required melee units, ranged units, and Spellcasters.

The best option for a ranged unit was the Archer.

However, given the current situation, Archers couldn't be trained in the short term.

The reason was simple: poverty.

No people, no equipment.

Archers were built on money; the cost of a longbow was not less than a full set of armor.

Gray Eagle Territory's current financial situation was truly dire.

The appearance of the Javelinist offered Loren a way to compensate for the lack of ranged power.

Moreover, the Javelinist's advanced units were exceptionally formidable.

Berserk Javelinist, Berserk Hunter. The names themselves sounded impressive.

With this thought, Loren used the Eye of Truth to examine the stats of the Human Soldiers around him.

To his disappointment, most soldiers had little potential, and their loyalty hovered around 60. Half were even in the low 50s.

Loyalty 60-70: Normal loyalty, willing to serve you.

Loyalty 0-59: Wavering, not truly willing to serve you, may betray you at any time for profit.

This made Loren's teeth ache.

But he was so broke he had holes in his pants, so he had no choice. If these ragtag soldiers weren't advanced, they'd be useless.

After a moment of thought, his gaze sharpened. He swept his eyes over the assembled soldiers and declared loudly.

"Soldiers of Gray Eagle Territory, I am your lord, Loren Grant."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a powerful confidence unlike before.

The 40 soldiers below immediately fell silent.

"Although Gray Eagle Territory fell during the last Bloody Day, it was not due to your fault!

I saw your efforts and the blood you shed."

Loren's steady tone suddenly rose.

"Crimes will be punished, merits will be rewarded!"

"This is my iron rule, Loren Grant's iron rule."

"I have summoned you here today specifically to tell you."

"I will not forget any subordinate who fought for me."

"You are all meritorious individuals. If you achieve merit, you will receive my reward."

Disbelief flickered across the soldiers' faces. Their lord remembered them??

A sense of being overwhelmed with emotion washed over them.

They were just slave soldiers Loren had bought from the slave market. While their status was slightly higher than ordinary slaves, it was only slightly.

When had the aloof Nobles ever cared about them?

Furthermore, Lord Loren was a descendant of the Orchid Family. For a Noble of his standing to speak kindly to them was already a great honor.

Now, Loren's words of praise struck them deep in their hearts.

That feeling of being valued and recognized warmed every soldier's soul.

Kool, the guard captain whose loyalty had reached 85, gripped his sword hilt tightly, his lips trembling as he shouted.

"Lord Loren, defending Gray Eagle Territory is our duty! It is our honor to die for you!"

Loren looked at the excited crowd, somewhat surprised that these men were so easily swayed.

He cleared his throat and nodded approvingly at the crowd.

"Very good, Kool. I have also always remembered your contributions."

He then swept his gaze across the crowd, his voice ringing with passion and fervor.

"You are my subordinates, my soldiers. Your merits have never been forgotten!

Gray Eagle Territory will not neglect you, and I will certainly not treat you unfairly!

Listen everyone, I promise here and now that Gray Eagle Territory will implement a military merit system in the future.

As long as you earn enough military merit, I can allow you to shed your slave status and become free.

Although you cannot leave the army, you will be allowed to marry and start families."

A clamor erupted below.

The soldiers' eyes were filled with excitement and fervor.

"Goddess above, what did I just hear?"

"We can really get married? Lord, I want to marry ten wives!!"

"Young man, you're too naive. Once you're married, you'll know that having one wife is actually protection for a man."

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As personal property of their master, what were slaves? They were goods, livestock.

In the ingrained mindset of millions of years, when had a master ever been heard to willingly restore livestock to freedom?

The day they became slaves, their hearts had died. Almost no one held out hope of escaping the lowly status of a slave.

But now, the great Lord Loren had given them hope: they could shed their slave status by earning enough military merit!

They had truly received this unimaginably precious opportunity!!

The immense surprise made them almost jump out of the ground with excitement.

Especially the final four words, "marry and have children," which nearly sent them into uncontrollable ecstasy. Their loyalty directly surged from 50-60 points to over 70.

Praise the Goddess, praise Lord Loren!!

Clear rewards and punishments were essential for managing an army.

On Earth, the Qin Dynasty in Huaxia history implemented a system of military merit for enfeoffment, which also cultivated an extremely powerful military structure.

Although Loren wasn't very clear about this history, they arrived at the same destination. The essence of the military merit system was to make everyone strive for a visible goal; as long as they put in the effort, they would reap rewards.

If killing ten enemies meant a promotion or ten mu of land, wouldn't soldiers fight with all their might?

With the lure of shedding their slave status, these soldiers would fight for him with their lives from now on.

More importantly, this set an excellent precedent. From this point forward, these soldiers would spontaneously publicize his greatness to any new soldiers who joined the Gray Eagle Territory.

Loren wouldn't need to indoctrinate new soldiers with his ideals anymore. These rewarded soldiers would be human propaganda tools, spreading his glorious image to everyone.

"The old ways win hearts."

These soldiers thought Loren was rewarding them now, but they didn't know he was using them to plan for the future.

"Now, all of you, kneel.

In my name as the ruler of the Gray Eagle Territory, I shall reward your merits."

The soldiers below immediately knelt on one knee, their eyes filled with anticipation.

"Ding~ Would you like to transfer 40 Human Soldiers to Javelinist?"

"Confirm."

The moment Loren chose to confirm, a thunderous roar sounded in all the soldiers' minds. They felt countless pieces of information flooding into their brains.

How to throw a javelin, how to aim at enemies, how to hit vital points, how to improve accuracy...

As they mastered this flood of information, their auras gradually grew stronger.

After a moment.

Guard Officer Kool was the first to open his eyes. The man, whose forehead scar had not yet healed, suddenly stood up, clenched his fists tightly with both hands, and the steel-forged muscles in his arms bulged.

Feeling the surging power within his body, he knelt on one knee again.

His eyes were fanatical.

"I feel unprecedented power!!

Thank you for your grace, my great master. May the Goddess's radiance forever envelop you."

[Eye of Truth]
[Name: Kool]
[Level: Silver Intermediate]
[Bloodline: Human Bloodline (Unawakened)]
[Loyalty: 90]
[Troop Type: Javelinist (C-class)]
[Class Skill: Deadly Throw (C-class) - Throw a javelin with full power, greatly increasing damage.]
[Bond: Precision - Automatically activates when Javelinist count exceeds 100, increasing javelin accuracy by 30%.]
[Evaluation: A decent Javelinist.]

Loren's eyes narrowed slightly after reading Kool's stats.

The bond gained after the transfer, "Precision," was a perfect fit for the Javelinist class.

It was a shame that there were only 40 soldiers in the territory now, not enough to reach 100 and activate it.

And the Javelinist's class skill, "Deadly Throw (C-class)," though seemingly plain, could unleash astonishing burst damage if 40 Javelinists simultaneously targeted a single enemy.

If he continued to expand the Javelinists, turning 40 into 100, then 1000, and upgrading them from Bronze to Silver and Gold, perhaps he could then attempt to hunt dragons.

Loren eagerly anticipated the scene of Javelinists attacking in unison, their short spears obscuring the sky, and enemy leaders being impaled like hedgehogs.